When you sing a hymn, a chant, a dua, a line from the bible, or if yu recite a Dharani, a Mantra, a scripture - know that it's not just you. There are all the leaves on the trees, all the stones, all the twigs. There are the insects on the floor, the worms, the caverns. There are the spirits of the air, the devas, the asuras, the spirits of the wandering dead. There are the organisms of your body, that reside on your skin and in your gut.
There are the spirits of trees, the spirits of the animals. Whenever you recite, know that you are praying in front of thousands upon thousands of powers and forces. They begin to sing, and they impact thousands of powers and forces. The seeds for awakening are placed in them.
When blowing out candles, if I have trouble blowing them out, it usually means I'm not finished yet
Offering homemade goods is a surefire ancestor pleaser
Let nature help you create. Ask kindly for supplies, and you will receive
It's okay to take breaks. Recharging your metaphorical batteries allows your brain to processes the knowledge it's learned and integrates it into your system
While getting caught up in aesthetics can make your craft vapid, they play a role. Making yourself look fearsome to ward off "evil" spirits is an incredibly old tradition that spans many cultures. Aesthetics matter. But don't get lost in them
Like becomes like. The more I find myself gathering from the pine forests and leaving offerings for the land wights, the more I find myself becoming like the land. If you do the same, you'll find the same. And embracing this will embolden the power you hold over your craft
Whistle. Whistle to everything. To the birds, to the trees, to the bugs and the leaves. Whistle. And if you can't whistle, hum. Just make sure you take caution if you hear a whistle back.
Taking control can be hard. But you need to assert yourself. Stomp on your ground. Breathe deeply. Affirm your presence. You are a metaphysical lightbulb, and deciding how brightly you shine depends on where you plug yourself into. Be bright when needed. And dim when necessary
The most common trees in your area will be your best friends. Learn of them. Commune with them. Hug them
Bones. That's it. Bones
And always remember to use critical thinking skills and discernment. Be open, but be critical. Make sure you're not deluding yourself
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“You are reborn with the roses, in every spring.”
— Juan Ramón Jiménez, from The Selected Writings; “Love,” wr. c. 1911
Goldfish breeds and other aquarium fishes, their care and propagation, 1908
An invocation and a boon
Everything therefore hath its character pressed upon it by its star for some peculiar effect, especially by that star which doth principally govern it: and these characters contain, and retain in them the peculiar natures, virtues and roots of their stars ….
They are also considered as almost living entities : they have a voice and are baptized like children.
At Easter, when they are silent, “they’ve gone on a trip to Rome.”
In the 16th century, J. Wier tells us that the common people are convinced that the devil knocks down the bells that have not been baptized, while those that have been baptized drive out demons and storms.
Father Thiers will explain that they are not baptized but simply blessed, even if they are given, as is the custom, a godfather and a godmother.(…)
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In one of her letters (April 1680) a nun from the convent of Loudun recounts that a bell wheel broke while the bell was ringing for the burial of the “Mother of the Cross”. This was immediately taken to be “an omen of some affliction which was to befall the community” à sand indeed, a fortnight later, the mother prioress died [while] in good health.
In the Côtes-d'Armor, the more or less harmonious sound of the bells reveals to a young mother who has just given birth whether her first child will live or die ; for the omen to be favorable, she must succeed in placing the words of a song on the melody that she seems to hear in the ringing of the bells. (this one is for you @hillsarehollow 🧡)
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“During the storms, one runs immediately to the bells and one makes them ring with all force and with all their might, as if they were a sovereign remedy…” (Wier, 1569)
In Vosges, they say that you have to act as soon as the first rumbles of thunder strike, because if you ring them too late, they tear up the clouds and cause hail to fall.
The bells are also rung at certain times of the year to protect the territory of the parish from the evil spells of the devil and sorcerers.
Father Thiers relates that a bell must be rung for 24 hours on the eve of Saint John at dawn. (Haute-Marne, Moselle, Vosges, Rhône.)
The bells are also rung on the night of Saint Agatha (February 5) to scare away the witches running around that night.
It should be noted that the protective virtue of bells extends to cowbells and other bells that are suspended from the neck of cattle, against disease, lightning and evil spells.
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[ Miscellaneous outputs from Sébillot, Van Gennep, and M. Delmas]
(& a solstice gift @toverijennspokerij, @graveyarddirt, @poemsandmyths) 🧡
https://vesemir.blogspot.com/2021/02/blog-post_12.html
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Here’s my contribution to the #regionalwitchcraftchallenge started by Via Hedera
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So I wasn’t sure if I should have taken part in this because #Maine doesn’t really have anything (that I know of) that is specific to the region.
To make up for that, I try to incorporate as much of the local flora, fauna, and landscape as I can.
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-Maine black bear skull, gifted from a local hunter
-Novena candle (one side of my family is Catholic and that has started to influence my craft)
-Locally harvested cedar
-Two keepsakes of my departed grandparents
-Birch Water (à la “An Carow Gwyn”) with bark harvest from my property
-An antique rosary found while thrifting
-A hag stone from the coast of Maine
-Selected bones from my casting kit that are all local animals (red fox, coyote, beaver, bobcat)
-An arrowhead from our state museum
-Ritual blade made from white-tail deer
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