Northernish bish witch

Learning about stuff. Reading stuff. Might post stuff. 25 She/her, ADHD, bees in the brain, slightly insane, just praying for some rain.

[charlataninred]

Love how tumblr has its own folk stories. Yeah the God of Arepo we’ve all heard the story and we all still cry about it. Yeah that one about the woman locked up for centuries finally getting free. That one about the witch who would marry anyone who could get her house key from her cat and it’s revealed she IS the cat after the narrator befriends the cat.

[meraarts]

Might I add:

The defeat of the wizard who made people choose how they’d be to be executed

The woman who raised the changeling alongside her biological child

The human who died of radiation poisoning after repairing the spaceship

[eater-of-hopes-and-dreams]

The adventures of a space roomba

Cinderella finding Araura (and falling in love)

I don’t know a snappy description but the my nemesis cynthia story certainly lives in my head

[blitzlowin]

hilariously, these are almost all in my fic tag. so, a compiled list from the notes (and some extras):

The God of Arepo (graphic novel 1 / 2 / 3) (ebook)

The Monster of Sentan

The Witch’s Cat

Raise Both Children

Stabby the Roomba (honorable mention)

Cinderella Marries the Prince (comic)

My Arch Nemesis Cynthia

Pirates and Mermaid

Eindred and the Witch

The Demon King

The Cornerwitch

Grandmother Beetroot

Apocalypse Daycare Worker

Grandmother Accidentally Summons a Demon

New Year Saga

A Story About Changelings

Ranger in the King’s Forest

The Difference Between a Hare and a Rabbit

Goblin Men (Canines)

[charlataninred]

I am in love with you /p

[the-thread-of-the-infinite]

What about the one with the princess locked in a tower learning to become a wizard? That’s lived in my mind for years and I haven’t seen it in a long time

[death-of-the-endless]

Oh, love that story, adding it to the list: 20. Princess Talia and adding a few more contenders 21. Thyme 22. The Monster under the Bed 23. A Meaningful Death 24. Humans are unstoppable…until they aren’t 25. The Monster under the Fridge 26. Antler Guy 27. Cleric slamming healing spells

[death-of-the-endless]

Adding a few more I remembered:  28. The Frog and the Scorpion 29. HSTHETE 30. The First Witch in the World 31. Imagine that Oceans were replaced by Forests  32. A Faerie taking a Name  33. The Dragon on the Farm  34. Synovus & Menace  35. Raising the Anti-Christ  36. Aliens vs. Flora & Fauna of Earth (pretty sure there are even more additions to the original post but I had this one saved)  37. Doctors without Borders…in Space!  38. The Villain-Wrangler  39. The Last Contact  40. The 100 Parent-Point Children  41. And the Heavens Wept  42. The Night Gentleman  43. The Serpent God and their Priestess 

[knottahooker]

44. No One Showed Up for the Last Storytime

[adamskiiii]

Wow! @writing-prompt-s contributing to like half of these!

[writing-prompt-s]

I can hardly take any credit for these stories! But I love sharing them. Unfortunately I cannot read all the prompt responses so please tag me if you want me to reblog a story that resonated with you so I can give it a little boost :)

[thewitchywitch]

I sleep easy

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[lemonsharks]

My ancestors, watching me dump an entire stick of cinnamon, two cloves, an allspice berry, and a generous grating of nutmeg into my tea, sweetened with white sugar and loaded with cream, while I sit in my clean warm house surrounded by books, 25+ outfits for different occasions, and 6 pairs of shoes, in a building heated so well I have the windows open in mid-autumn:

Our daughter prospers. We are proud of her. She has never labored in a field but knows riches we could not have imagined.

[sighinastorm]

I like this so much better than the idea that our ancestors would be embarrassed or ashamed of us for being “soft” or some crap like that.

[therinde-dreams]

My ancestors, watching me stuff my face with fried chicken while studying: She eats like an imperial concubine and can afford to study like am imperial scholar. WE MADE IT

[idhren]

She eats like an imperial concubine and can afford to study like am imperial scholar

[villainous-queer-deactivated202]

My ancestors watching me use my stand mixer while living in a small apartment and attending university: Thou hast kneadeth bread in FOUR hail marys??? FOUR??? And thou ist poor as a churchmouse, yet liveth in a fine cottage with four pounds butter and fresh berries in thy larder!! And two featherbeds! And thou attendeth the King’s college, as a lord!!

[lagt-duck]

My ancestors being like:

Look at this fine young lady! She can paint she can sew and embrody, she sings and read

And without a wealthy father to pay for that, plus she is florid in the body! She doesn’t know hunger!

We did it!

[ruffboi-mags]

Me: /wearily studying/

My Ancestors: TRULY SH— what? They? A little unorthodox, but reasonable I suppose. TRULY THEY PROSPER, FOR THEY LIVE IN A DWELLING WITH MANY ROOMS AND ONLY THEIR SPOUSE TO SHARE IT WITH! THEY HAVE DOGS WHO DO NOT PERFORM A FUNCTION! THEY HAVE MANY BOOKS AND DO NOT HAVE TO SPIN THEIR OWN YARN! THEY BATHE AT A WHIM WITH GENTLE SOAP FREE OF LYE! OUR DESCENDANT BRINGS HONOR AND PRIDE TO OUR LINEAGE!

Me: /yawns and sips my coffee/

My Ancestors: /cheer wildly/

[shadow-daughter]

Me: *hunched over at my desk nursing a headache.*

My Ancestors: “Truly, we prosper; see here, our infirm descendant need not even work on her poor days, but has the luxury to rest as she sees need! A doctor attends to her illnesses; her clothes are warm and free of pests; she cares for exotic and dangerous animals within her own home! We have found the height of luxury!”

[amuseoffyre]

Me: *treats myself to a pineapple and a bunch of bananas*

My Georgian ancestors: ZOOTH SHE HAS BOUGHT A PINEAPPLE! NOT MERELY BORROWED ONE! TRULY SHE HAS ACHIEVED FAR MORE THAN WE COULD KNOW!

[captainlordauditor]

me: [puts on warm socks and a blanket, is now warm regardless of the weather outside]

My impoverished Russian Jewish ancestors:

[existentialterror]

Me: [learns to knit from youtube videos]

My ancestors: Our descendant, the heir to all our hopes and fears for a far-off future… She can buy fine clothes woven and knit by automatons, with but a fraction of a day’s earnings… and she does… she has so much free time to do as she pleases… and she uses some of that time to do what we did.

One woman from rural Poland, who died from smallpox in 1717 CE, a grandmother at 35: I knit roses and peonies into my and my children’s gloves… it wasn’t much extra work to dye the red, once I had already cleaned the wool and spun the yarn, and to knit in the designs… and I wasn’t a gifted knitter but I was a good knitter, and I thought, well, it might not make a difference to how warm the glove is, but it made the children happy and it made me happy. I liked to make things beautiful when I could.

Another woman, a peasant from what’s now France, who died from getting kicked by a mammoth in 8995 BCE: [Patting her on the back] I made my family’s clothes too. Every day my sister and I wove and wove and tended our children. We went out of our way to make the cloth lovely. Not a trace of it remains anywhere on earth now… But it mattered to us. And she might not know our names, or know it was us, but evidently, it matters to her too. She has so much beauty available to her, in every direction, and she wants to make it where we once made it.

[everyone sobbing and high-fiving each other.]

A man from Britain, 1104 CE, sitting at the trans-temporal telescope, reporting on my doings: She’s stopped knitting and now she’s playing minecraft.

The other ancestors: Ah, yes, the dream of building. We know this one well. What vision doth she design now?

Telescope man: Looks like… Some kind of floating temple?

Everyone: [Goes completely apeshit]

[gallusrostromegalus]

Me: studying Marine Biology, out in the middle of the Elkhorn slough absolutely fucking covered in the most foul-smelling mud and swamp scum you can imagine, deliriously happy as I spot a tell-tale bubbling in the mud. I jump off the small dock and drive my entire arm into the mud like a Mortal Kombat Character ripping someone’s heart out of their chest, and pull out a 4lb, two-foot long Geoduck Clam and hold it aloft, triumphant.

My Homminid ancestors, who were doing exactly this with much smaller clams 900,000 years ago: *going absolutely literally apeshit over my flawless technique and the marvelous size of my quarry* CLAM! CLAM! CLAM! CLAM! CLAM! CLAM! CLAM! WHOOOOOOOOO!!!!

[celtis-occidentalis]

Repeat after me: It is not because you find me too much that I have to make myself less for your comfort. If I'm a hard pill to swallow, you can choke on it

[celtis-occidentalis]

Matagami, population 1500, 49th parallel. Closer to the Hudson Bay than I've ever been, and it's only a beginning. After months of not wanting to do anything with my life, got a job offer and.... It's tempting.

[kalgalen]

I think a lot about gaining weight as a form of healing

[kalgalen]

Character: gets a lil bit fat after a life of hardships

Me: groundbreaking incredible life changing

[asimovsideburns]

Character: *gets fatter as a visual indicator that they have let their life collapse / they have let their skills erode and are less powerful than they were before / they have become lazy and complacent*

Me: no! bad!

Character: *gets fatter as a visual indicator that they are allowing themself to enjoy things / they are no longer experiencing previous hardships and dangers / they are generally happier*

Me: YEAH!!!!!

[sammyblep]

And it’s a real thing in real life! This is a real trend that happens to real people and happened to me!!! I was sick for eight months straight and felt the aftereffects for two years after that, lost a shit ton of weight, was told how great I looked and that it was incredible how I wasn’t fatter considering what I ate. (I had no ability to stomach food at the time and was eating almost purely starches and sugars just to get the calories I needed. It still wasn’t enough.)

Then, after months of this, I was finally getting better and I was eating more and I was putting on the weight I’d lost and I felt great, I felt like I had my body back.

And the same people who told me I looked great - the doctors who’d been unable to help (it was a real-hard-to-detect bitch of a disease) and the adults who’d taken care of me as best they could and some of the friends I had - all told me I should work to lose it. Go back to the weight I was while sick and work to stay there.

And, like, are you kidding?! I hated being that weight! I heard about how skinny I was so much I literally associated (and still do) being skinny with being sick because it was all anyone would goddamn talk about! I lost weight so fast I didn’t feel connected to my fucking body anymore and I talked about it, no less. How could anyone look at what I’d just been through, listen to me talk about what I’d just been through, and still say to my fucking face that I should eat less so I’d lose weight?

After a disease that literally made it almost impossible to eat enough to get through the day.

I love my chub. I have thick thighs and arm fat and a sizeable stomach and a double chin and I love it. I weigh so much more than I did when my entire life was nothing but being sick. Literally, the day I realized I was putting on weight again I cried from happiness, and I will never understand the people who told me I was worse off for it, and I will always celebrate when people are able to thrive enough to be fatter than they were when things were bad.

TL;DR, let people not only be fat and happy, not only fat because they are happy - also let people be happy because they are fat.

[celtis-occidentalis]

When I was young, posing with a staff (big branch yaaaa) in an imaginary game with my brothers, my mom wanting me to take a picture. She told me to suck in my stomach, it's not pretty. I remember my sister being proud of her abs, I remember being so happy that after starting volleyball i was able to fit in a size small shirt. Thanks mom for projecting your insecurities on me (there were two kinds of book in my mom's library, self help and weight loss). My sister and I have very different bodies, she's like my dad's sisters and I'm like my mom's side, but I didn't want my body, I wanted hers. I turned to online men, they told me I was beautiful, they were the one loving my body. Fatshaming my 14yo body led the way to a lot of sexual trauma. I see pics of myself and come on man i was perfectly adorable, why did NOBODY told me it was ok to look the way I looked, apart from men who oversexualized me?

When I was a young adult, in the deepest of my depression, I gained a lot of weight. After going back to my mom's, thanks to meds that made me lose appetite, I forced myself to sustain my body on 1200 calories a day, while taking Muay Thai classes. I was so happy to lose the weight I associated with depression. I was a happier person and more confident, and I attributed that to the weight loss. WRONG. I WAS HIGH ON MEDS AND ENJOYING LIFE FAR FROM WHAT HAD MADE ME SPIRAL, NOT BECAUSE I WAS 165 LBS. I then met my ex, who told me if i ever end up looking like my mom he'd leave me, but that wouldn't happen because i worked in a physical job and he'd help me lose weight too, but if I ever was happy in a fat body, he'd leave me.

I left him. I'm dealing with a loved one's death+taking a guy to court and I didn't lose the weight i usually lose by not eating because of heat+physical exertion. I'm holding steady at a weight that me at 20yo would have felt bad about. But this time...

I say that my body is for me and no one else. If you love me, it has nothing to do with the size of my body. I say I'm gonna learn how to be happy in my head and in my heart, because shaping my body to some subjective ideal did not ever help me be truly happy, only on surface level. Yeah it helps with confidence when you fit in, when you don't have to feel like "the fat one" in the family, but this is a symptom of something bigger, and that something is not your body goddamnit. This time my fat body will be the symptom of a radical change, my fat rolls and thick thighs will be the warning signs that this person does not give a crap about you wanting to sexualize it's body, does NOT give a CRAP about how you see it because you. Know. NOTHING. Of what I've been through, of what I'm going through, of what this body can endure.

TL:DR: I was raised to believe that I should look like a doe, but I'm a FUCKING MOOSE SO GET OUT OF MY WAY, OR I WILL BASH YOUR BODYSHAMING EYES IN YOUR SKULL.

[static-chaos]

The Tower is a card that gets a severely bad reputation as a “bad” card. To be honest, I’ve only recently shed this outlook on it. It’s so easy to look at it and say “DAMN that doesn’t look like anything good for me.” But there’s more to it than that.

Look at all the points in your life where you’ve grown. You’ve shed layers in your life that don’t fit you right now, and it was a change for the better. Is it always painless? Hah, that’d be a dream. But even when you can’t tell in the moment, you know now that it was necessary.

With destruction comes the building of a larger, stronger fortress. You’re ridding yourself of the walls that bound you into a self created prison. You’re breaking free from the cell holding you in the past. Remember that the next time you take a look at the Tower, probably after you heave a deep sigh and mutter “Chaos, destruction, life in shambles, must be Thursday.”

[celtis-occidentalis]

Tower clarification pull ~ for when the tower shows up and you're like wtf???? Why me why now why why whyyyyy... But listen to the tower, look inside and look ahead, you are life just as much as you are destruction. The cycle goes life/death/life

1. Who/what lives in the tower?

2. Who/what destroys the tower?

3. Who/what is freed?

4. What will happen after the destruction?

5. New beginnings/ What will grow out of the ruins

Every cycle has an end so that the next one can begin. Deaths aren't always peaceful transitions, sometimes it's bloody with pus and shit, but you know what clinging to life is? while you're just begging the inevitable end to stay away? Agonizing. The tower is letting go, just as much as death is, but with a bit more drama.

[thelatestkate]

September 2021 Illustrations ヽ(• ‿ •)ノ

[thecultoflexithewulf]

Hand Tapping Sigils

This is a sigil method that I have made, and I’d like to call them hand tapping sigils. Hand tapping sigils are sigils that are made from statements of intent, and are acted out through the tapping of certain spots on your fingertips. Certain spots of a finger will correlate to different letters allowing the practitioner to tap out their intention, so that they can send it out into the universe, while also reaffirming their intention in their subconscious. This sigil method is charged through your own energy, and focus, and will be activated and sent out by the act of you doing it. These sigils are versatile, and can be used anywhere without tools, or attracting attention.

1) First, like usual sigils you need to make a statement of intent. I will be using this one as an example.

“I Am Protected”

2) Next you’re going to want to shorten that statement of intent a lot.  hand tapping sigils can get quite complicated, quite fast. So in order to keep it on the simple side we need to only used the letters that really speak to your intention. It is primarily going to be the first letters of every word, or any other letters that you deem usable. It is really up to you what you want to use, but it should end up to be a small amount of letters, so that you can actually perform the hand tapping sigils. Feel free to put the letters in any pattern that you would like in order to make the sigil more personal and unique to you. This is what I ended up with for this statement of intent:

“A I P”

3)  Now that we have our letters we are going to tap them out on our fingers. In order to do this you’re going to need to use the chart below, so that you know the correct position to tap for each letter correspondence. Now you are going to want to put your hands palms facing each other, and in order to tap the letter you are going to push it with your opposite hand, much like you’re using your fingers as a keyboard on the correct position that corresponds to the letter that you want. This would be like if you wanted to tap the letter ‘R’ you would take one of the fingers of your left hand, and touch it to the middle finger middle position, or ‘R’ spot in order to tap it. You would do this with every letter left from your statement of intent, so that you can cast your sigil. The letter that is tapped will be the letter receiving the pushing force. This is so letters that are on the same position on the opposite hand are not mistaked for the tapping of one another, especially after a quick succession. This could be used in order to discern things like a ‘B’ tap from an ‘I’ tap. You would most likely not only tap the sigil out once, but do it multiple times much like if you were chanting silently with your hands. that’s all there really is to hand tapping sigils, and they are simple, but effective tools that can be brought into your working, and could be quite useful from time to time.

[you-are-another-me]

[thefugitivesaint]

Jeffrey Smith, ‘Beware The Weight Of The World’, 2016 Source

[celtis-occidentalis]

How does 3 goblins in a trench coat set up a temporary altar:

We start with Mrs and Mr O'FineFur, my ever present altar guardians. A mirror to reflect negativity, lil salt labyrinth so if you want to offerings you have to purify yourself first. No dirty goblins at the altar!!

Plus whatever cool Nicknack i find around, must have a cool rock, and if you can't find any I should have one in my purse. No, the other purse. Which purse? Idk find the one with the rocks!?!?

[celtis-occidentalis]

Black sigil is "I understand and remember"

Yellow sigil is "Je comprends et retiens" (cause im french Canadian y'all)

Sooo instead of doing my maths homework yesterday, I hyperfocused on sigil crafting and I'm having way too much fun 🤣

[theskepticalwitch]

Hi! I mean this in the absolute best way, but I always thought that druidry was a closed practice? Or have I been conflating initiatory practices with them being closed?

(I absolutely agree with your post about the Celtic holidays, which is how I found your blog, I’m just a little bit confused because I didn’t think druidry was actually open to people without a teacher to guide them)

Hello! Druidry is absolutely open to anyone who would like to practice it, and it does not require initiation into it. Allow me to explain.

There are two types of people who will tell you it is closed. The first kind is talking about Ancient Druidry, which was a practice that you did have to be initiated in, but Ancient Druidry does not exist anymore, it was destroyed.

Neo-Druidry, modern Druidry, recon-Druidry, are all open to anyone who wishes to learn. Initiations happen if you want to join a Druid Grove (it's like a coven but for Druids), but you don't have to join a Grove in order to be a Druid.

The second kind of people who tell you Druidry is closed are pretty simply racist (or have been told racist dogma). You will often hear people say "You need to have Celtic blood to be a druid." which is actually promoting Blood Quantum, aka "purity". Because many people think being Celtic means being white, many racists in pagan communities like to use this as a way to create "white only" spaces.

Ancient Druidry is unfortunately dead, as I've said, so we aren't bound by their laws of initiation, mostly because we don't actually know what they were! A modern Druid and an ancient Druid had very different responsibilities from the little we do know! Ancient Druids were political advisors, legal authorities, and so on. They were a whole unique class. While modern Druidry focuses much more on the spiritual aspect of the Ancient Druids.

What we have are shaky foundations that we used to rebuild this spiritual path, and we really welcome anyone into it that would like to be a part of it :)

[celtis-occidentalis]

My take on why anybody can be a druid:

What we know today of druid is probably very not accurate, so how to define it? Everything that was written about druids (I'm very open to corrections) was written by outsiders (romans, roman apologists or christianized celts), since they didn't have a written tradition. Even the word druid is a bit meh, because historically druids were more like the Indian Brahmins, which are the intellegentsia class, the educated ones (one could say druid isn't =/= Celtic faith leader, druid could mean simply people with the knowledge of oaks, legacy of a time where the ones you go to for survival were the ones who knew the cycle and law of nature). So anyone who has knowledge ~priests, leaders, politicians, philosophers, doctors, scientists, survivalist, even an army general can call themselves a druid if they want to. That's all things they did.

The use of the word "druid" as in "priest" appeared when the invaders needed to pinpoint who they needed to eliminate or ostracize from society in order to take control, and ofc keepers of faith and traditions are the most dangerous.

Also, I've read that traditionally druids were men and women were called something else, they had separate schools and so on and that's just not accurate. Get yourself some oak knowledge and be the druid you want to be!

~ Those claims and information come from "A brief history of the druids, by Peter Berresford Ellis" ~

[selflovewitchcore]

Celebrating Lammas

What is Lammas?

Lammas is one of the 4 harvest sabbats. It falls between Litha and Mabon. Most celebrate it on August 1st. However for those in the Southern Hemisphere who celebrate the sabbots in their corresponding seasons, it may be celebrated on a different day. It is a time to celebrate the harvest season. Some choose to give thanks to the earth for the harvest, bake bread to celebrate the grain harvest and subsequent bread making. Some also celebrate by decorating their altars and leaving offerings.

Links:

Basics

More Information

Even More Information

Crafts and DIYS

Candle Holder

Jewelry (earrings and a necklace)

Incense

Corn Dolly

Recipes

Source: @andallshallbewell

Honey Lavender Bread with Wild Berry Jam

A Basic Bread Recipe

Gluten Free Oat Flour Banana Bread

Keto Almond Buns

Altar Set Up

Source: @candles-crystals-cauldrons

You can find set ups of altars here: x, x, x

[celtis-occidentalis]

Sooooo who else knew that all we know of the origin of druids is from Greeks and Romans (or roman apologists), then christianized celt descendants? I need some goddamn history books before i put on a white dress and harvest mistletoe with a golden sickle