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Really astounding how many people read this and STILL reblogged it to say, âactually they ARE evil because they stung me once for no reason!!!â Trust me, there was a reason, even if that reason was just that you were near them and you look big and threatening.
This also applies to mosquitoes and other animals that are vectors for disease. Hope this helps.
GO GIRL!!!! GIVE US ROT!!! GIVE US DECAY! RETURN TO THE EARTH
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âBeware the Ides of Marchâ [Mar 15]
In modern times, the Ides of March [March 15th] is best known as the date on which Julius Caesar was assassinated in 44 BC. Caesar was stabbed to death at a meeting of the Senate. As many as 60 conspirators, led by Brutus and Cassius, were involved.
We have 10 DAYS to strengthen a Brutus and Cassius, and bolster the resolve of Russian dissidents. I think small daily workings leading up to a large one on the 15th will probably be most potent. Our focus is mutiny - letâs direct all the Ides of March energy thatâs been collecting for over 2,000 years into one narrow âEt tu, Brute?â focus.
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St. Michaelâs Shield Amparo
Two sanctified prayer cards, blessed thread, blessed wax, Prinknash Abby frankincense and myrrh resins, angelica, rue, mirrors, and other mineral and herbal curios
Handcrafted during the day and hour of the Sun and consecrate on solar pentacles, the Shield of St. Michael amparo is a talisman that protects the bearer from magical attacks and fortifies the bearerâs spiritual body. While a powerful protection âset it and forget itâ talisman, it can be used to facilitate a relationship with St. Michael and will benefit greatly from being worked regularly. When worked the amparo becomes a very potent and personal magical tool aiding the bearer in commanding spirits, healing, evocation, and rites of exorcism. To use, simply hold the amparo between your hands and pray.
$35 + s&h (available) - Activation, use, feeding instructions, and prayers included. Please DM for details
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Plants and animals arenât literal batteries.Â
âNatureâ isnât just something you can âtap into and draw power fromâ like an electrical socket and turn off when youâre done with it. It isnât something to be âusedâ in that manner (not that it can be) it isnât for your whims solely (and if it is you are paying something). The idea that you can just âconnectâ with these things when you need something, âmanifestâ some outcomes and then call that magic or witchcraft is fundamentally flawed and incorrect.
 Any crystals or herbs tossed into a jar as set dressing doesnât make it so. It doesnât âmake itâ magic and it doesnât mean it will work. Those animals? Those plants? The connection and relationships between them run a lot deeper than people on here suggest. You can tell who is absolutely full of shit when they say they do things like that because things do not work that way. Animals and plants communicate very differently from us and from one another. The time it takes to build those relationships, both with spirit, the Dead, and the Other is rarely (though can be) easy. And each instance is separate and deep for lack of a better word. Itâs consuming, its entire. For someone to just suggest they can tap into animals, plants, and nature and poof out magic is insulting. Nature is incredibly overwhelming. We are only a small portion of nature. Working alongside nature is humbling, but it isnât a force you can fucking harness on a whim to power a glass jar with glitter in it. And suggesting otherwise is literal bullshit. Hugging trees isnât forming a spiritual connection with a forest. There is SO MUCH set dressing, so much performance, so much vapid âgoing through the movementsâ of what a practice is without heart, without learning, without being cut, bleeding, and scabbing up. I touched on this earlier, and I didnât go this in-depth (partially because I was on mobile) but a lot of people on here would heavily benefit from not taking advice from people who advocate that âwitchcraftâ can be whatever you want it to be and in the same breath say they can:
 âwork with the energies of nature, the elements, the animals, the plants, and draw magic from the earth itself? Donât we have so much in our physical surroundings that we can work with, all around us, without having to delve into anything metaphysical/supernatural, should we wish not to? â
These âenergiesâ are spirits whether or not you want to call them that. Using different language to dress them up so you can detach yourself from them and your responsibilities and hard work to forge relationships with them doesnât matter. The physical things that surround us and the âmetaphysicalâ go hand in fucking hand. There is no way to âworkâ with Nature if you refuse to even see it as something other than a tool. Buildings have spirit, towns have spirit, forests that have been cut down and turned into condo are still spirit and still there. Your home? Spirit. Your lawn? Spirit. The mall? Spirit. Just because you donât want to acknowledge it or somehow only apply spirit to certain things doesnât mean there arenât any (my animist is showing). The reason you put basil in a glass jar shouldnât be because you read it off some list online. The reason you dry basil and put it in a sigil embroidered pouch for your pocket should be because you grew or met a Basil, learned from the plant itself, heard what there was to hear, compared it your own notes from cultures youâve researched that spoke to you about Basil, or whatever else and understand fundamentally where Basil falls for you in your own practice. Do the fucking work.Â
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fetishistic rationalism. yeah baby give me your syllogism.
There are more than two ways but these are the only valid ones
Either be right or go full ham on being wrong, anything in between is for cowards and weaklings
either Jesus isn't real or invoking Jesus literally lets you raise the dead and grasp red hot iron without being burned, anything between these points is the uncool zone
I am struck by how much working with certain spirits feels like coming home. Especially with spirits that have been very influential on my practice but Iâve been a bit distant from, or a spirit Iâve only started working with properly recently but has been around for much of my childhood and my life, and whose presenceâeven before I was aware of itâhas had such a strong impact on my life, my physicality, my personality. There is a familiarity there, an understanding, that arises from a recognition that is bone-deep, which sheds new light on memories and thoughts, on past and present and future. It is something you have been missing but never quite realised until you came back to it, at once overwhelming and comforting and deeply humbling.
a folk tale about Virgin Mary (the utmost beloved figure in folk catholicism, surely) popular in Polish folklore, with the motif of her running away from enemies.* In Polish folk catholicism these tales are fully localised and are told as if they happened on Polish lands, involving Polish peasants.
And Mary** ran from her enemies who pursued her on horseback. She ran for days and she ran for weeks. At one point, she ran past a poor peasant man sowing his field. Whether he knew who she was, no one knows.
She stopped and said to him: You, who are sowing your field! If men on horses ride past your field and ask about me, tell them you saw me here when you were sowing your field, for that is true. And she turned and she ran.Â
A day has passed. Men on horseback arrived to the village and took the peasant man and asked him: You, who are walking to your field! Tell us whether youâve seen her running through these lands! Whether he knew who she was, no one knows.
And as they walked up to his field, the poor peasant man said: Yes, I have seen her as she ran when I was sowing my field. For that was true and a good man tells no lies.
So the men shook their heads and understood they would never catch her, for the field was miraculously rich with fully-grown wheat which grew overnight. It must have been sowed months ago, they said among themselves, and rode on in the opposite direction.Â
* many folk tales and songs donât focus at all who it is that sheâs running from; however, as these stories come from apocryphal tales, these are Herodâs men as Mary and Joseph ran with baby Jesus to Egypt. surprisingly (or not) many folk tales and songs fully omit Joseph â and sometimes donât even mention Jesus at all.
** in some regions of Poland, this tale is instead about Saint Cunegunda running away from Tatars.