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A nice spring day. Got to take the opportunity when you get it
by Tatyana Biryukova
Spring light in Tveta, May 2026.
There are no longer any gods whom we can invoke to help us. The great religions of the world suffer from anemia, because the helpful numina have fled from the woods, rivers, and mountains, and from animals, and the god-men have disappeared underground into the unconscious. There we fool ourselves that they lead an ignominious existence among the relics of our past. Our present lives are dominated by the goddess Reason, who is our greatest and most tragic illusion. By the aid of reason, so we assure ourselves, we have “conquered nature.”
Carl G. Jung, Man and his Symbols
So, how do we reinvigorate the mythical and the exciting within and without us? I cannot think of something more imperative if we want to see some balance in today’s chaotic world. If we want our lives to matter and our wills to thrive that is, presence, substance, meaning, true connections.
Grit: A Poetry Collection, Silas Denver Melvin
“A wolf paw print in bison blood from this morning in Yellowstone. From one of the members of the Junction Butte pack.”
Taken in Yellowstone National Park Photographed by Scott Brovsky
The Daemon as Integrated Self
“If the Daemon is first encountered as a guardian and guide, it can also be understood at a higher level as the integrated Self.
In this sense, the Daemon is a coherent alignment of previously fragmented elements. What was divided becomes ordered. What conflicted begins to harmonise. The many tendencies that once pulled in different directions are gathered into a more unified orientation.
4 pieces for the vinyl release by Realm and Ritual of “How the Garden Grows” by Apoxupon.
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Apoxupon Bandcamp
Read more: https://www.synthdigest.com/2026/04/24/the-process-of-dreaming-how-the-garden-grows-in-2026/
We Were Kings by chaitdeshphotography
Juniper against the wind, Sardinia by u/ZannaSmanna
Juniper with the wind...
early neanderthals & homosapiens
what the caves are trying to tell us by sam kriss and kindred: neanderthal life, love, death and art by rebecca wragg sykes
Aspecting and Possession
"It is believed by witches that by acting a part you really take on the nature of the thing you imitate. [...] By acting the part of the goddess the priestess is thought to be in communion with her; so the priest, acting as the god, becomes at one with him [...]" _Witchcraft Today_ Gerald Gardner
Dunno how to put it properly into words but lately I find myself thinking more about that particular innocence of fairy tales, for lack of better word. Where a traveller in the middle of a field comes across an old woman with a scythe who is very clearly Death, but he treats her as any other auntie from the village. Or meeting a strange green-skinned man by the lake and sharing your loaf of bread with him when he asks because even though he's clearly not human, your mother's last words before you left home were to be kind to everyone. Where the old man in the forest rewards you for your help with nothing but a dove feather, and when you accept even such a seemingly useless reward with gratitude, on your way home you learn that it's turned to solid gold. Where supernatural beings never harm a person directly and every action against humans is a test of character, and every supernatural punishment is the result of a person bringing on their own demise through their own actions they could have avoided had they changed their ways. Where the hero wins for no other reason than that they were a good person. I don't have the braincells to describe this better right now but I wish modern fairy tales did this more instead of trying to be fantasy action movies.
"In [fairy tales], power is rarely the right tool for survival anyway. Rather the powerless thrive on alliances, often in the form of reciprocated acts of kindness - from beehives that were not raided, birds that were not killed but set free or fed, old women who were saluted with respect. Kindness sown among the meek is harvested in crisis."
-Rebecca Solnit
God of wine
by Andrey Polyakov
Yesterday I came across the post of a cultured person where he said that the Sabbat does not exist, but a few lines below he tells us that his friends do not accept elite denominations (like wheel of the year).
If it doesn't exist, why do we still write about it??
It is one of the most sought-after things, if not desired by a person who enters a magical-witch path with both hands.
It is curious that academically a possible study has not continued on those who speak of the Sabbat as an unattainable goal or as a place reachable in an altered state. Will it be the scarcity of declared witches or sorcerers that makes us desist from the deepening?
I admit that compared to shamanisms there is a lack of a community structure that gives a sense of community and that makes it think of it as a phenomenon linked to a collective mass hysteria or linked to the phenomenon of the stakes. The fact is that as scholars or practitioners we are still here longing for a test or a narrated experience.
If you look for it, you can read the writings of practitioners like me who have spent time and years talking about it.
And have you ever been there?
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The Sabbat is always occurring, it is we who join in the dance.
It is both a physical and a non-physical event. Whenever witches gather, even a gathering of One, and dance and work magic and call up spirits, they are joining the Sabbat. When they fly out of their bodies and have visions of a witch gathering, they are joining the Sabbat.
It is not some unobtainable or secret hidden thing.