I was at a workshop out of town last Friday. We had a long lunch so I went to the local Barnes & Noble to browse. I found all kinds of cool stuff, but decided to buy a few sale books I’ve been looking for and a copy of the latest issue of Sage Woman magazine.
It was getting near the time I needed to return to my workshop, so I got into line behind two people. The cashier was this blond guy with glasses. I could only really see his head. The little old lady that was being checked-out was having trouble with her credit card or something, so the line wasn’t moving. Finally she (more…)
Being female in a patriarchal society tends to make us question ourselves and our power more often than our male counterparts. This is not a rant against men, just an observation on life as it is here in these United States. Even I, a well-educated and self-assured person have moments (even periods) of doubt, self-loathing, and existential angst. I say [ridiculous] things to myself like, “I can’t manifest my will,” or “[It] won’t work, so why bother.”
Self-defeat is one of the more useless acts that stands in the way of becoming a powerful witch. (Laziness is another.) I did a working back in October that (more…)
I am really feeling connected today! I attended a thank-you brunch for volunteers at a local church this morning. I am not a member, obviously, but I assist them in their library. There were 100 or so people in the room and the gratitude there was palpable. Lots of “volunteer love” was floating around the place. I really enjoy giving my time and talents there…their kindness makes it easy to volunteer.
When I returned to the office, I saw a box of used binders on the loading dock that were going to the landfill. Among them was a 3-inch 3-ring binder! Just what I’ve been looking for lately for my new BOS. And to think, I almost spent $8.50 on one just the other day. The Universe really does give you what you need when you need it!
Oh, and one more thing: I sent a check to the IRS yesterday with my tax return. I found out last night that I qualify for a program called Making Work Pay which will give me $400. So now I’m going to file an amended return and the government will give $ back to me!
I love it when a spell comes together! Thank you, Universe! Thank you Dark Goddess!
I’m gently chuckling to myself today… Why?
A little background: I did a money spell last week because it seems money just keeps flowing away from me, not the other way around. My car got towed (long story), my cats got very ill and required expensive vet visits & treatment, and I ended up owing a chunk o’ change to the IRS instead of getting a refund this year, to name a few.
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So yes, I’ve been worried about money lately. Increasingly so. My insecurity was making me anxious and I figured I’d do a little spellwork, a little meditation, etc., to ask the Universe for a little help.
Recently when I was looking for tax documents I came across a folder holding information from my anniversary party 3 years ago. I couldn’t resist a tiny trip down memory lane, so I went through all the lovely cards my friends had given me and my partner. I opened one envelope to find an unused giftcard for $15!
So the gods are listening! Granted, it’s just $15, but I’m not one to sneeze at a gift. I’m still pretty broke but my faith is unbroken.
I need to stop worrying. The Universe is not my bitch. I need to let go. The Universe will provide what I need. Not necessarily what I want, but what I need. I have a roof over my head, food in the pantry, and gas in the car. I have a lot of love in my life. Sure, money’s really tight right now, but there are many souls out there who are worse-off than me.
What did I do? I turned right around and gave that $15 to someone whom I thought needed it. And it felt really good!
Photo credit: Oberon Designs
I’m currently working on a new book of shadows. My old one was kind of a joke…mostly printouts and scribbled notes jammed into a folder. Hardly what one would call a “book” much less something that was organized or useful.
I invested in a 3-ring binder, some plastic page covers, some tabbed dividers, and a purple pen. I’ve made lists of various correspondences, the Moon’s phases for the year, and gathered my Sabbat rituals into one place.
Sure, I’d love to have one of those fancy leather-bound books (like the ridiculously gorgeous ones from Oberon Designs, see image left), but let’s face it: my handwriting is best described as serial-killer-esque, and I can’t draw to save my life. There would be many torn-out pages and a lot of poor design. So, to remedy that I’m going the typed and printed route, encased in plastic sheets for longevity. Not as aesthetically pleasing, but functional and practical.
I meditated the other night and did some spellwork for improvement in my financial scene. While in a trance, I had a very clear, very strong image of me making get-well cards for sick children at a hospital. I don’t know what this means. I’ve been mulling it over and still can’t make sense of it. Am I supposed to make cards for kids? Is it because my aunt is in the hospital after a recent stroke? Does it have to do with a child I know going to a hospital? (I hope not!)
Usually, my messages from the other side have made more sense. I’m trying not to over-think this, but I admit I’m stymied.