One of the biggest things the last 3 years has taught me is that nothing is forever. From the moment that I type this to the end of ,y time and beyond. Everything changes, even if it seems to stay the same.
My father was not the best of people. I do question if he was as bad as my narcissistic mother made him to be to garner my devotion to her, but I do know there are things about him that weren’t at all okay in society. However, he did, somehow, manage to instill certain beliefs, traits and ideologies I have followed even to this day.
Life is often filled with little signs that try to promt you into action. If you don’t respond to them, they tend to disappear or. ecome a part of the landscape. Then a bigger sign will come by, and another, then a larger one, then maybe a neon one, till eventually, you hit the “DEAD END” sign and all options feel off the table. You’re left scrambling around trying to find anything that looks like a path.
Over the course of the last week, my mind had been heavy with the concept of sexuality and my own. I have often wondered why I am the way I am and why I am not like most when it comes to relationships.
Today, I’m going to talk about something that a lot of people tend to view as taboo, though, they don’t always know why, just that the concepts behind it are often considered icky, uncomfortable and/or unacceptable. In many ways, those feelings are justified.
A while back ago, there was some weird dust up in the online pagan and wiccan communities regarding people who were trying to “hex the fae and /or moon”. They were all upset that “baby witches” were making the gods and fae angry with their antics and then worst of things was going to happen. You know…given the year 2020 was, and they did this in July, who knows. I don’t guess anymore.
I’ve been a but MIA due to binge watching a documentary about scientology. I watched Leah Rimin’s documentary and “Going Clear” and found it all to be such a rabbit hole. When I was 8 or so, I remember the Dianetics commercials with the erupting volcano. I remember telling my mom that I would likeContinue reading “Binge watching cults”
Today is one of those pagan holidays I have never participated in, so I really had no idea how to celebrate it, other than acknowledging the turning of the year from the cold winter to the warm spring.
I decided to start the journey to reconnect with my pagan spirit a while back ago. Over 6 months, really, when I decided to get back into tarot, intention and general creative visualization. Since these all go hand in hand for me, it made sense.
While I was at work a while back, I noticed a magazine that I used to love, so much so, my mom had gotten me a subscription to it.