It’s Not Perfect

And the comparison is there, it’s always there in the back of my mind, comparing the work of the ancients and the modern day worshippers to what I can produce.

Offerings of Creation

Magazines flip, rustling against the cluttered wooden table. Three voices sing to the speaker, cracking, sometimes whispered. Blades slice glossed pages with satisfying hisses.

Anthesteria, Take One

The smoke, woody with snaps that of licorice, wafts over the statue in curling lazy motions, drifting up and away from the altar. I gaze at the statue for a long moment, feeling my chest tighten and my eyes well. I get the sense of meeting a friend for the first time in years, relief and recognition all at once.

Aphrodite, Mess and Peace

Libations are not grand rituals for me, as the start of the month is always busy and drains my energy. In a general sense it’s simply sitting at the altar, lighting a candle and saying hymns and praise.

A Hellenic Pagan, a Norse Pagan, and a Polytheistic Slut Do Ritual

Imbolc is a weird time in our area as it doesn’t act like anything. There is no pattern to how it behaves; some years its frozen, others it’s just rain, others still we already start with our warmth of spring. We aren’t thawing out because sometimes we didn’t even frost. Our winter was mild, all things considered, and the rains have already hit.

The Frustration of Gendering the Witch

Open up an article or book on witchcraft and 9 times out of 10 you’ll see it. In a craft practiced by everyone almost all the third person references about the reader make the assumption that they must be a woman.

The World Stops for the Moon

The moon, big beautiful and bright, looks oddly squashed. I squint and wonder if maybe it’s just my eyes but it looks, unnatural.

Year Nearly Gone

The chill comes. This winter has been the warmest in a few years and the cold has gusted in on the wind tearing through our town and threatened with wet snow. Nothing sticks, but the chill seeps in. The new year is just around the corner, looming but promising.

A Personal November Update

I never realize how tired I get during the colder parts of the year. I’m happier in the sense I’m not suffering from heat, but the disappearance of the sun behind the grey overcast has sapped my already limited energy.

Retell the Myths

Think to the very first Greek myth you ever learned. Do you remember that story, or even just the gist of it? A good portion of the myths kind of fall into the realm of ‘classics’ and end up getting taught in school at some point or another, often a byproduct of believing ancient Greece to be ‘the birthplace of humanity’. Whatever possessed Western culture to put these stories so high in priority has many reasonable criticisms which I’m not going to get into right now. It’s the myths I’m concerned about. (content warning: mentions of sexual assult, beastiality)