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murder on birthday 3 by muratsuyur

Birthdays

Mine has just passed on January 15, but as I began to weave my thoughts on what the day might look like, I quickly realized that I have no birthday traditions. Birthdays have always been the lowest day of the year for me–for one reason or another, I have cried every year on January 15, […]

Ancestor Reverence in New Orleans

While the world held its breath to see what midnight on the Solstice held, I watched the bright constellations in the country sky, listened to the toads and the scuffle and scratching of chickens and turkeys in the yard. In mid-December my man and I moved from my beloved Pacific Northwest to the damp and […]

Worshippers to the Front-Lines: Another Pagan on 2012, God-Recruitment, and the Growing Darkness

When you open yourself to the Gods, the Dead, and the Spirits, when you weave magic and develop *ghos-ti- with your Allies, it is only a matter of time before the Darkness weeds its way in. The signs of war were unclear to me until I’d read how others had pieced together these various happenings […]

Always on the Edges of Vision

We cannot doubt that barbaric people receive such influences [“invisible beings, far wandering influences, shapes that may have floated from a hermit of the wilderness”] more visibly and obviously, and in all likelihood more easily and fully than we do, for our life in cities, which deafens or kills the passive meditative life, and our […]