( One of those universal truths for me: sooner or later, everything comes back to the breath )

Tags: breathing, pagan blogging project

( Why so much of my practice is based around balance, and what the word means to me )

Tags: balance, pagan blogging project
Current Mood: curious

( A is also for 'Agency' - and no I don't mean the CIA )

Tags: agency, pagan blogging project, personal responsibility

( ”Trigger warning - this post references early sexual abuse, before going on to talk about positive expressions of sexuality )

Tags: aphrodite, pagan blogging project, sexuality

Rowan Pendragon over at One Witch's Way has announced that she's doing a weekly Pagan Blog Project over 2012.

I really like the idea of this, so I'm hopping on board.  And hopefully, it'll help to get me active on Live Journal again, instead of only working on my business blog over at Crystal Clarity Copywriting. Not to mention, y'know, actually give me a chance to put some focus on my spirituality this year.

We can but hope, right?

Tags: pagan blogging project, spirituality
Current Mood: contemplative

( And the results of the third and final health check today were... )

Tags: health
Current Mood: amused

If you had the chance to meet with the you of 10-15 years into the future, what inspiring, encouraging words of wisdom would she share with you?


"Oh FFS, girl, stop pissing around, turn the bloody computer off, and GET. YOUR. BUTT. TO. BED."


Apparently, at some point in the next decade or two, my inner Scathach takes me over, and I finally turn into someone who has her life together.

Failing that, I may just become a very shouty version of Alice (y'know, the wee lass in the blue dress who gives herself excellent advice but hardly ever listens to it)

Anyway.

On that note, to bed, to bed, perchance to dream interestingly...

Tags: amusement, scathach, self-awareness

Once upon a time I believed in wild magic
In energy circles, and charges and shields
In the vast ebb and flow of the tides and the heavens
In great cosmic secrets that might be revealed

Once upon a time I wrote poems to the seasons
Sang songs to the planets as meteors sparked
I merged with the earth and the skies and the oceans
And drummed myself down through the deep silent dark

Once upon a time I was strong in my spirit
But somewhere, at some point, I left it behind
Outgrew it? Betrayed it? I can't say for certain
Now logic and reason come first in my mind

I miss the wild mystical beauty of magic
The songs and the wonder, the joy and the pain
Do you think in a moment between this breath and that one
If I try, if I search, I might find it again?

Tags: magic, poems, spirit
Current Mood: creative

( Musings on ever-evolving sexuality, kink, and the different dimensions it can cover )

Tags: books, kink, self awareness, sexuality
Current Mood: curious

( Update on Dad's first chemo treatment, and musings on seeking professional counselling help )

Tags: coping, counselling, dad, health
Current Mood: tired