Monday, January 4, 2016

Planetary Witchcraft: Overview, Part Two

I discussed the year-long overview of the Planetary Witchcraft experiment in Part One of this post. Here's a more concise version of our year-long vision:

Yule-Imbolc: Sun

Imbolc-Ostara: Jupiter

Ostara-Beltane: Mercury

Beltane-Midsummer: Venus

Midsummer-Lammas: Mars

Lammas-Mabon: Moon

Mabon-Samhaim: Saturn

Samhain-Yule: Earth

Sunday, January 3, 2016

Planetary Witchcraft: Overview, Part One

I should write a "wow, I haven't blogged in a long time!" post, but I have no desire to do that.

I just want to talk about the new project I am embarking upon this year with Satyr: a sort of get-our-shit-together/unleash-high-weird/maybe-produce-usable-content project. First, some background.

Item: we have been getting Involved with Paganism, at least locally. And ideally that involvement should rest on a solid personal practice. And my personal practice has been less than solid, lately.

Item: I had a vision about 18 months ago in which a guide smiled upon all of my labors and the rituals I was leading and the paths that I was clearing for others. "That's all well and good," he said," but you still have to do your work." That vision's been haunting me.

Wednesday, May 28, 2014

To Draw this Circle (Heartland Pagan Festival 2014)

My first Heartland was 2009.

I was just beginning to rekindle a spiritual practice that had atrophied considerably (read: died) throughout my relationship with The Capital Ex, and I was more than a little intimidated.

That festival rocked me. Broke through barriers that I'd forgotten I'd built, made things shine and dance and sing. I felt like I found magic all over again, and fell in love with the world. I felt like intense and transformative experiences were hovering in my path, waiting to be collected.

Friday, February 8, 2013

10 Days of Jupiter: Conclusion, Inconclusive

I'll admit that I was hoping that Jupiter would be as mind-blowing as Saturn. Even though I knew it was unlikely.

Even though I'm on Day 27 of this little experiment, and sobbing over a chime candle every day for 27 consecutive days would have fucked with my life a little bit.

Even though... well, whatever, it wasn't.

I didn't have any major revelations. I didn't hear cracking and splitting noises coming from somewhere inside my aura.

I felt a little more energized, a little more organized, and tolerated my job a little better.

Beyond that? Meh.
I am still doing Jupiter and Saturn on their respective days, and still getting a lot more resonance with Saturn.  I am going to make my next few Thursdays a little more intense in hopes of getting farther with it.

Monday, January 28, 2013

10 Days of Jupiter: Day 6 (Send in the hippies!)

Jupiter is easier than Saturn, and feels more like home. For the first few days, I wasn't even sure anything was happening. Saturn is visceral, immediate, and starkly contrasted with my usual modes of being.

Jupiter just feels like a pretty good day. A day in which I know I'll accomplish a lot, and somehow be higher up the mountain by the time I turn out the lights.

Friday, January 25, 2013

10 Days of Saturn: Day 10 ("This is it, the apocalypse...")

I'm waking up to ash and dust,
I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust,
I'm breathing in, the chemicals.*

10 Days of Saturn is complete. I am happy about that, but I am even more pleased that I did it, because... Whoa.

I was terrified of the prospect of this**, and the largest change I can cite right now is that I'm not scared anymore.

Saturday, January 19, 2013

10 Days of Saturn: Day 7

Having decided, more or less, to do this, in some fashion, there remained the fact that I didn't know jack shit about what I was doing or how to do it, until a late night, absinthe-fueled conversation with Satyr and Sthenno resulted in suggestions which turned into an actual plan. Candle + Orphic Hymn to Saturn. Basic, easy, nothing too likely to eat my face.

My goal was to start this particular set of activities on, you know, a Saturday. I was going to do it every Saturday for awhile until something exploded or got boring.

And then, I missed my first Saturday. I was tired or drinking or busy, and it didn't happen. But there was an urgency calling me, a lingering of that coldness I'd felt a few days before, sitting in my car, and the goal shifted. I could do it during one of the hours of Saturn. Every day. For ten days.* After that I plan to back down to every Saturday.