Spirit•Of•The•Mycelium

[spiritofthemycelium]

I keep getting fingered by old ladies and I do not know what to do.

I am a very ambiguous looking individual despite being biologically female which is a great advantage as it means I do not get creeped on by men. The rare occasions which I do, I've no problems throwing hands (I'm 5'11 and I work with horses so this usually works). That being said, multiple times recently I have felt myself getting touched and swung round ready to confront my assaulter and every single time it has been a little smiley old lady in her 70s or 80s. Every time I'm expecting a man and I'm too surprised to really do anything about it. I mean, what can I do? Punching her just feels plain wrong and I rarely have time to gather my wits before she disappears back into the crowd. It's a different old lady every time as well so I can't just have a conversation to clear it up. The hell is going on??

[spiritofthemycelium]

the return of spring is a joy in many ways. Seasonal depression ends and hayfever returns for many. In the natural calendar, the alarm clock has rung and the undergrowth stirs with new shoots. For the foragers, these are a long-awaited treat, and I suggest the green witches join them, as there is great power to be found before a plant reaches it's full size. Spring cleans are a common thing to do in March, but there is so much more to clean than the toilet and the sink. Go to the woodlands, let the pent up winter frustration be washed away by the sun. Learn to recognise birdsong, get out that untouched plant ID guide your grandmother got you 10 years ago. Spring is a time of hope for the natural world, and I see no reason as to why humans should be excluded from the good vibes.

go out into the wild, even if merely once a week, and watch the landscape turn green again. There is much to be found, and much to be seen. I urge you to go now, because we may not have the wild for very long, if Corporate keeps going at it's current murderous rate.

[spiritofthemycelium]

so I was complaining to my librarian who has no idea I practice about the ills of life in general (trapped in a burning building, almost kicked by a horse, horrible eye infection, etc). She took one look at me, told me someone had put an Evil Eye curse on me, and drew me a traditional Greek protection symbol against it. I was so flipping happy. Here it is blue tacked to the inside of my pocket watch that I take everywhere.

[spiritofthemycelium]

dreams are weird

some people can find meaning in dreams. Not I. I used to sing in a very old cathedral in Britain as a chorister when I was young and last night I had a dream that I was twelve again and going on holiday after a service, but the service overran so I didn't have time to get changed and I spent my entire mountain hiking holiday in a cassock and woke up in cold sweat. I'm actually so done with my subconscious.

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more little things I found in the foresr

A very old plane tree, velvet shank mushrooms (flammulina velutipes), jelly ear (auricula judae), and some odd pink berries I do not recognise. It's great to see fungi this late in the season.

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My incense setup

A chocolate coin wrapper on my desk. I wish I was joking. At least my bone collections now smell nice.

[spiritofthemycelium]

British summers are far too short

Sitting on a railway bridge in autumn, watching shadows lengthen as the sun sets.

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Little things I found in the forest.

Candlesnuff fungus, a tomb being swallowed by a tree, a very straight path, and mossy stairs.

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I am fairly new to witchcraft, and have cast a couple of successful spells but am by far no expert, but I don't think this is coincidence. My coven and I were seeking new forest groundsfor practice after a tent was pitched in our old spot (I hope the lingering energies aren't bothering the inhabitant). We explored a wilder section of the grounds we were in. At one point I heard a raven and set out to find it. This is where things start getting really odd. The raven was perched on a big old yew tree (I'm European so we are talking multiple centuries old). After some exploring a fox skull was discovered nearby, along with egg shells. I suspect a cuckoo displaced them and took over a nest but it's crazy that such a useful ingredient was found so near by. We decided that this was the place and we'd ward it. Upon more exploring, we found a crate of colourful bottles and made spell jars. We put them on the ground until a shelf was discovered in mostly good state. We propped it up against the yew tree and it is now our base. All items were discovered within a 20 foot radius of the yew tree. This is surely not a mere coincidence. Can some of the older witches on here help me figure this one out?