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No Means No

Folks on the internet are talking about a law in North Carolina that apparently gives an asshole who doesn’t understand the meaning of the word, no, the legal right to continue the sex act if the woman takes back consent. In other words, she has no right to say no after the act has begun. Everything could have been going swell and all but then he gets rough and hurts her, maybe even slaps her face a bit in the process to get her under control, and she has no right in North Carolina to stop the act or to report rape if he forces her to continue.

What the fucking hell?!?

Guys who can’t take no for an answer are such gems, aren’t they? My husband and I have owned two businesses during our marriage and I remember talking to one guy on the phone in our last business who couldn’t take no for an answer. Every time I answered him, he would ask again, all told, six times I had to tell him, no. It was one of those rapid-fire conversations that was odd and stupid and I told him no because what he wanted would have created a risk that we refused to take on.

In the same business, we were being taken advantage of by a guy and I put a stop to it. He then came into our business, went to my husband, and lied through his teeth about what I said to him. Unfortunately for the liar, my husband was standing next to me while I was telling the guy no on the phone, and his lies went nowhere and he alienated himself from my husband doing any further work for him.

I told one little moron to stay out in front of the counter while I went into the parts room to get a part he needed and the next thing I knew, he was in the parts room blocking my way out. Christ. I have a black belt in Kenpo as does my husband who is a higher rank. I could have drop-kicked the little fucker into next week while my husband skidded his nose across the parking lot. I mean, the environmental weapons alone in that parts room could have sliced and diced him into oblivion if my hands, elbows, knees, and feet didn’t do it first. Idiot.

But back to no during the sex act. Why on earth would a state want to codify something this abusive into law? For those of us who have experienced sexual assault, no matter how minor it may seem, it changes a woman forever. A guy in high school bolted over a bus bench in an effort to grab my breast during my sophomore year. He may have viewed it as nothing, but to me, it was sexual assault. Which it was. It might not have been rape, but so what?

Not all men take. But enough do and it seems to be the norm with them. It influences everything they do. I had guys at my last business who thought nothing of sexually harassing me while my husband was in the next room. One fuckwad decided to bring a friend with him the last time he did it and his friend stood there and watched, grinning from ear to ear, while he harassed me.

As the owner of the business, I was in a no-win situation. Do I call these fools out on their harassment and risk losing a ton of business when they tell everyone what I said? Or do I shut the fuck up and take it?

I was happy when we closed our business a few years ago, retiring early.

Women are sick of being placed in no-win situations where men rule the day. And the state of North Carolina should be ashamed.

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Strength From Unified Presence ~ Rune and Tarot for 15 June 2017

Strength From Unified Presence ~ Rune and Tarot for 15 June 2017

Strength from unifed presence is what comes to mind as I look at today’s tarot and runecasting. 13 represents the numerology for the tarot cards. I can also reduce that to 4 but I prefer to consider 13 as a Master Witch number. The numerology of the runes reduces to 3, or unification and wholeness and together with the tarot numerology, the overall numerology for the combined reading is 7, or divinity and intuition. 7 also happens to be a number that represents magick.

Two cards from the Major Arcana along with one from the suit of Cups comprise the tarot portion of the reading. The Empress, the 6 of Cups, and The Emperor create a lovely balance with the result of their union represented by the 6 of Cups in the center with its multicolored roots extending in an as above so below manner. Cups represents Elemental Water and our emotional presence, our intuition, and relationships with others. Its direction is West and is represented by the chalice or cauldron signifying receptivity and fertility, as it transmutes Air and Fire into form.

Mannaz, Raidho, and Perthro are today’s runes representing Earth, Air, and Water elements respectively and support the interplay between The Empress and her consort, The Emperor. Take notice of their order in the deck. She appears first and from her flows the entirety of creation signifying her greater importance, the current patriarchy having no place in the equation.

Looking at The Empress and Mannaz first, we see a beautiful white pink-tipped tree with a crescent moon in the night sky above. The Empress represents love, beauty, abundance, and happiness. She is the Goddess in her Mother Aspect, receptive and fertile, and the essence of feminine creativity and the subconscious realm. Mannaz brings into the reading the influence of mankind’s fragility. In disunity, our partnership is threatened, with Mannaz encouraging us to seek assistance from others, understanding that we are part of a greater consciousness with harmony our fundamental goal.

Raidho and the 6 of Cups both discuss the journey we take in form, Raidho signifying harmony and right purpose, the 6 of Cups denoting family and fulfillment. The Wild Unknown Tarot uses animals and trees in its depictions and in the 6 of Cups we see an as above so below expression with the tree above and its massive root system below. Positioned between The Empress and The Emperor, the card reflects all that they create together in balanced unified presence. Raidho indicates rhythmic motion in partnership with others, attuned to a higher purpose.

 

Finally, The Emperor stands tall representing structure and leadership. Fatherhood and the conscious realm along with benevolence and stability are among this card’s influences. He provides a certain kind of balance to The Empress although without her he would not exist. Boundaries, protection, and order are felt with The Emperor as he assists The Empress in providing the structure for success. Perthro represents the mystery of fate and is thought of as the childbirth rune. Perthro points to correct action, something The Emperor needs to stay in balance. Healing and understanding are among Perthro’s influences and provide The Emperor with a window into the unknown.

Our strength is found in unified presence with the collective consciousness. We are not the bodies we inhabit but in fact, the Creator personified into form. While we understand the idea that our bodies have to work in harmony in order that we continue to live, we miss that application to humanity as a whole. In harmonious union with each other, our roots run deep and provide all the strength we need for an abundant experience.

While the future is unwritten, we instinctively know that in unity, our success is far more assured than when we’re at each others’ throats. It was nice to see both sides of the aisle come together after the shooting yesterday of a Republican Congressman, two Capitol Police officers, and a Lobbyist who were practicing for today’s game. Irrespective of our differences, it’s clear that the only thing to do now is to come together.

The insanity of this moment requires that we pause and remember that we’re one family, no matter how things have been between us of late. It’s time to remember who we are and let the strength of our love guide us forward.

Blessings to all!

 

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Have We Had Enough Yet? ~ Tarot for 13/14 June 2017

Have We Had Enough Yet? ~ Tarot for 13/14 June 2017

Have we had enough of this crap yet? I drew some cards yesterday prior to the Sessions hearing but I didn’t get around to writing anything up until today, so I’ll interpret the reading as the influences surrounding that event. The overall numerology is 2 or balance, but given the reason for the hearing, it feels more like a decision between honesty and deception. Too much has happened and too many lies have been told and now it’s time for clarity, no matter what that is.

Beginning with the 4 of Pentacles, a balanced structure is represented assuring wealth and material gain. Our legacy of abundance and success is depicted by the lemniscate shapes joining each pentacle to the next, created by balanced effort. The negative side of the 4 of Pentacles arises when we hold on too tightly to our possessions or are unable to let go of what no longer serves.

The Empress is the only card from the Major Arcana that’s present in today’s reading. A beautiful card, the Wild Unknown Tarot depicts The Empress as a white tree with brilliant pink tips while a crescent moon rises in the night sky. The Empress represents the Goddess in her Mother aspect in all her elegance and grace, the essence of fertility and femininity. Both a receptive and creative presence, all life flows from the Great Mother.

Power and protection are depicted in the Mother of Wands by a snake coiled around her eggs, a crude stick ready to defend her brood. She alone stands ready to do whatever is necessary to protect her young with honor and integrity. She is determined and successful, adapting to situations as necessary to assure a successful outcome.

Three swords are bound by a red cord, blood dripping from their tips emerging from what appears like a black hole against a white background. The 3 of Swords often depicts a drama triangle or sorrow. This card, in the position of hidden influence, seems to suggest that we may be either bound by our own competing thoughts, or by the intentional distractions of others. Either way, clarity is available but somehow interfered with by self or others.

The 10 or Swords depicts ten black swords piercing and killing a bull. Ruin, betrayal, and the end of illusion are this card’s primary interpretations. We’ve gone as far as we can and a new approach is necessary. It’s the end of the road, and we’ve hit rock bottom.

Perfect love and perfect trust is an idea observed amongst witches. We perform rituals and spells that invoke perfect love and perfect trust as our foundation. With all the evidence that’s coming forward surrounding the truth of the last election, it’d be nice if we could all have that as our common goal. We need answers from the new guy and his minions, yet only dodges are forthcoming. They think they’re crafty, but as the rest of us watch and are affected by their continued deception, their time is coming to an end.

Mother of Wands is such a powerful card as it illustrates the power of women to guard our future. At least some of the senators interviewing Sessions sounded as fed up as the rest of us are with the endless dodging and weaving by people working in the current information who couldn’t answer a question in a straightforward manner to save their souls. Of course, the best one was Huckabee who believes the Attorney General is the President’s personal lawyer. He ran for President too. I guess these guys think they can write their own laws while they’re in office.

We evidently no longer share the same foundation in this country. The United States of America has become so divided that our future together is in doubt. The numerology of 2 not only indicates change but choice as well. We have a choice to make in this country to either come together and put an end to the deception surrounding our last election or we can continue as we are, at each others’ throats.

We must guard what we’ve built together and refuse to accept the continued deception by the new regime. The expressions of fealty from his cabinet the other day were sickening to watch. What’s wrong with these people? How could any of them choke out the words? This is not normal. This is not what happens in a democracy. We used to be able to depend on that, but now everything is upside down.

For whatever reason, the new guy is providing a catalyst for change. But the change he seeks will make us all the poorer while enrichening a few of his friends. They view him as someone they can use at the expense of the rest of us. We’ve gone as far as we can now. It’s time to put up or shut up and I’m not shutting up anytime soon.

What we’re experiencing is the last vestiges of patriarchy in all its ugliness and oppression. Mr. Sessions sat in his chair and refused to answer anything of substance, offering some sort of ridiculous notion that his boss might at some point claim executive privilege so he’s not saying a word and even giggled when Senator Kamala Harris was shut down during her questioning of him. Besides, to hear him tell it, how could anyone think he’d do anything treasonous to our country? Well, Mr. Sessions, you apparently lied during your confirmation hearing and now you want to blame Senator Franken for that lie. So while you think you’re a patriot, the jury is still out on that.

Blessed Be

 

 

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Healing Rheumatoid Arthritis With Cannabis

Healing Rheumatoid Arthritis With Cannabis

I really shouldn’t read articles about Rheumatoid Arthritis anymore and I absolutely should NOT read any comments that might be posted. Even when my RA was severe, I could only handle so much time on forums because it was too depressing. Rheumatoid Arthritis sucks. When it took over and became severe, which it remained for thirteen years, my entire life changed. The fatigue alone was like nothing I had ever experienced, more along the lines of mononucleosis than feeling over-worked or having gone without sleep for too long. It was like all the energy I had to even breathe was compromised or missing. I immediately had begun retaining fluid at an alarming rate and my normally frail appearance was replaced by someone I didn’t recognize and since I wasn’t on steroids, this was the disease itself doing this. I felt as if I was sloshing about in boiling hot water. It was horrible. And none of my doctors did a damn thing to deal with that.

I’ve had six rheumatologists over the years with most eventually moving to other areas leaving me wondering what fresh hell I would go through upon meeting a new doctor. My current rheumy never saw me when I was so ill, having come on board after I achieved clinical remission. I’m sure it’s frustrating when there’s not much she can do for me now, but it is what it is.

When I read articles discussing the different issues we experience and then the solutions they offer, I want to scream. But when I read the comments RA sufferers leave, I want to scream and cry. I understand extreme pain because I experienced it 24/7 for all those years. It’s a pain so all-consuming that you enter a new normal that few can relate to. Until joint damage becomes visible, we don’t necessarily look sick. We might walk more slowly and we might forget what we’re saying in the middle of a sentence or where our car is parked or be unable to dress ourselves or walk without help, but it’s all good because most people have all sorts of suggestions for us that if we’d only just try what they suggest our lives would be oh so much better. Right. And then here I come telling people that cannabis can change everything.

After thirteen years with severe rheumatoid arthritis, I became a cannabis patient in 2010 and by the middle of March 2011, I was in clinical remission, something the drugs I was prescribed could never achieve. I never told my rheumy at the time why I was well because he wasn’t interested in signing off on my cannabis card application. If he had ever confronted me about why I suddenly got well, I would have told him. But he never did that and moved away before we legalized recreationally here in Oregon. After that happened, I felt comfortable telling my current rheumy about how I healed. It made no difference, however, because we don’t discuss it, only when am I going to go back on biologics. I’m not. Or how much pain and stiffness do I have upon rising and for how long. None and none unless I overdid it in the garden the day before. I turn sixty in October. I walk four miles per day, sometimes more. I got well. By myself. I fail to see why that’s a problem or why folks just can’t be happy for me.

I want so badly to tell everyone who responds to these articles that they can step off the chronic illness train and take command of their healing. But I know that not everyone has access to the amount of cannabis necessary with which to saturate their bodies in order that they heal. It’s the approach I took, but then I grow my own. I was unable to grow for myself initially so my husband took care of everything until I could finally help with the garden. I processed the cannabis into medicine, but even with that, he would pitch in when my hands gave out or the fatigue was too much. In addition to the plants I have for processed medicine, I keep a few smaller plants to pull leaves from to include in fruit smoothies. Raw cannabis leaf or bud still contains healing plant acids that dissipate when the plant is dried or processed. It also has the advantage of medicating without the psychoactive effect that smoking or ingestion of processed cannabis creates. So it’s a great way to medicate with cannabis during the daytime and I still use it in my daily smoothies.

I also know what it’s like to worry about everything when we’re ill with this awful disease. Could I do all of my grocery shopping or would my husband have to park me in the produce department while he ran around the store getting everything we needed? Or could I even get out of the car and walk into the store at all? Doctors tell us that they understand this disease only so far. I’m not suggesting that these folks aren’t caring or compassionate or good at their jobs, but that there’s an option that many aren’t in a legal position to embrace given the federal issues they and their DEA license could possibly face, particularly with the current Attorney General. And potential cannabis patients face the same concerns when the state in which they live keeps cannabis in all forms illegal. So as much as I would like to flood the comments section for articles on rheumatoid arthritis with how I healed or a link to my first book, Confessions of a Back Porch Herbalist, I don’t. Instead, I head over to the blog and work out my frustrations here.

Before I became a cannabis patient, I had been reading Bruce Lipton’s The Biology of Belief. One day I decided I was fed up with this bullshit disease and I told my body that this had to stop. I began speaking to my cells and telling them that playtime was over and it was time to get on with it. I was done with chronic illness, and I meant it. It was then that I ordered my medical records and sent them to the cannabis clinic in Portland. I received an appointment after they reviewed my records and we drove to Portland on the day of my appointment. I met with a nurse and then the doctor and we chatted about my RA and how cannabis could help me heal. With my signed paperwork in hand, I mailed everything to the Oregon Medical Marijuana Program office and waited a little over a month for my card to arrive. It took a little over a month and then it arrived. And in the time it takes to have a baby, I was in clinical remission. We grew over the summer and after harvest, I had enough to begin making medicine and at the end of December 2010, I was ready to create a medicating program for myself. By the middle of March 2011, I was in clinical remission. I had begun gradually discontinuing my prescribed medications remaining on the biologic until September 2015 when I injected my last dose on September 13.  I’ve had no return of symptoms in almost two years and I continue to support my recovery with cannabis medicines along with herbal tinctures and teas I formulate to keep my immune system functioning normally.

It’s hard to deal with RA even when we have support from the medical community. Because as nice as they all are, all that seems to happen is that we stay in one place. We might fluctuate back and forth and have better days now and then, but we seem to stabilize somewhere and it’s never in the direction of remission. I’ve read about some folks for whom RA is either acute and then over or never seems to dominate their lives, but for many of us, it’s a forever thing. I just decided to reject that premise and try something different. And it worked. And even though not everyone can take that same approach, in time laws and beliefs may change so I’m going to say it anyway:

Cannabis can heal chronic illness. Life can be lived either without or with fewer limitations. After thirteen years of pure hell, I can barely remember what I went through now, probably because I don’t want to, but still, it speaks to a recovery that I didn’t plan on. I thought I would be ill for the rest of my life and I couldn’t have imagined I would feel as I do now. And cannabis did that. A plant that never should have been made illegal has brought healing and a sense of peace that I thought was gone forever.

So, let go of what you think you know about this plant. It just might save your life.

 

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Issues of Focus ~ Tarot for 24 May 2017

Whenever a pattern exists in a tarot reading, it’s best to take notice. In today’s reading. we have a run on twos, three of them in fact. Cups, Wands, and Swords are present representing Water, Fire, and Air respectively with Earth absent from today’s influences. The overall numerology of the reading is 11 or illumination and the subconscious suggesting that clarity is available if our focus is correct.

But we begin with the 5 of Cups depicting an individual bereft and unable to see past his emotional state. Five denotes change and clearly, a change in focus is needed. Five cups surround the robed man, three overturned and empty with the man seemingly unaware of the remaining two, still upright and capable of fulfillment. An arching bridge gives him access to the castle beyond the river if he could only see that it’s there but his focus is downward preventing clear sight.

Our first two, the 2 of Wands depicts a man holding a wand in one hand, a globe in the other, with another wand positioned to his rear. The man looks out over the land with the ocean beyond. The wands represent a doorway of sorts, with the globe suggesting that all options are available, his future as yet unwritten. This is the energy of balanced intention and of standing in one’s power.

Court cards are fun, aren’t they? The Page or Princess in other decks is thought to be the seeker or student, or perhaps a bearer of news. The promise of new experiences and opportunities are met with eagerness and joy by the Page of Wands as he goes forth broadening not only his horizons but his perspective as well.

A loving exchange is shared by a man and a woman in the 2 of Cups. Unity of polarities, partnership, and reconciliation is felt between the couple. The caduceus rises between the two lovers topped by a winged lion’s head supporting healing, strength, and courage. In the position of hidden influence, we’re reminded that there’s value in reciprocity with others. Reconciliation based on love and equanimity respects the positions of each individual valuing balanced interaction over control.

The outcome card is one of my favorite cards in any tarot deck. The 2 of Swords depicts a blindfolded woman sitting with her back to choppy waters, her arms crossed in front of her while holding two swords in balance. A crescent moon rises in the twilight sky adding to the mystery of the card.

She turns her back on the chaos and chooses the dispassionate view, preferring no judgment to one that chooses sides. Her decisions are informed by an inner voice instead of from reaction to the chaos surrounding her bringing us to the overall meaning of today’s tarot reading.

We give away our interpretation of the world to others, forgetting that how we see the world is a choice and not a given. Irrespective of the crappy way that others behave, we can choose a more neutral perspective instead of allowing the silly antics of others to knock us off our game. In reaction, others are in control. In observation, we remain in control. At some point, we have to let go of judgment and meet others half-way. It’s not that we accept nonsense from others, but that we realize that everyone is on their own path. Ours is a diverse unified presence and some of us are meant to serve as catalysts for the growth of others. The less we judge, the more we can get on with our own life instead of continually being caught up in the experiences of others.

It’s a focus issue that we have. Instead of creating our own experiences we rely on reaction to others, believing somehow that we’re in control when that’s sketchy at best. Today’s reading suggests illumination is found when we stay on our own path, guided by Higher Self awareness. And with the chaos that we experience everytime we watch the news, we’ll need as much illumination as we can achieve.

Blessed Be

 

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Donald Needs A Tarot Reading ~ 22 May 2017

Donald Needs A Tarot Reading ~ 22 May 2017

Donald, it has to be said that Israel is in the Middle East. Why you don’t know that is beyond me. You’d think that some knowledge of geography would be required to hold the highest office in our country, but you seem to skate right by that. Anyway, since you clearly lack direction (pun intended because I’m a funny witch) I decided to do a tarot reading just for you. In fact, this might be a weekly occurrence, more if the situation warrants or if you begin wandering aimlessly.

Since you seemed to like that orb (I confess to some jealousy over that ~ witches do like shiny objects) tarot should be right up your alley. Look. I don’t like to judge, really I don’t, but you’ve got some interesting problems, not the least of which is what comes out of your mouth surpassed only by your lightning fast tweetstorms. You’ve certainly found a creative way to communicate with others. I mean, do you even sleep?

Anyway, the deck I’m using is the Robin Wood tarot deck. It has a pagan/witchy feel to it but it’s not as abstract as Aleister Crowley’s Thoth deck, my personal favorite, but I think you’ll like it. Didn’t I read that your mom was initiated as a Druid? Or was that fake news? I hope it’s true and if so, that’s so cool. I have Druid ancestry so I love that.

In case you’re unfamiliar with tarot, please bear with me if you are, the cards are arranged into sections referred to as Major and Minor Arcanas. The Major Arcana cards are also referred to as trumps, not after you so don’t get a swelled head about it, and they deal with soul archetypes. Yes, you have one, a soul that is.

By the way, the Creator is All That Is. Everything we see and experience, including our own physical reality, is an expression of the Creator, making our fundamental unity a collective vibration of Love. It’s just that when we live our lives here, some of us forget that fact. But more on that later. I usually do a wrap-up at the end of these things so sit tight. Which doesn’t mean that it’s your cue to begin tweeting.

The Minor Arcana is comprised of the small numbered cards and the Court cards. Again, not a nod to any delusions of kingship developing. The Ace of Swords begins the reading with an ornate sword pointing upward surrounded by garlands of white flowers spiraling in a double helix. The great sword of the Magus cuts through illusion, its brilliant countenance enabling full clarity. The Ace of Swords represents ideas emerging from Higher Consciousness. When in balance, our ideas spring from that state of alignment with Source Presence. When not, our ideas spring from our reactions to the world around us instead of from that inner presence within.

Sit with that for a bit. It’s important.

Moving on, there are four suits in tarot, each one corresponding to the four elements. Swords corresponds to Elemental Air (intellectual presence), Pentacles (the next card we’ll look at) corresponds with Earth (physical/material presence), Wands with Fire (catalytic presence), and Cups with Water (emotional presence).

The 5 of Pentacles is heartbreaking in this deck, isn’t it? Two wounded people remain bereft outside a church, snow beginning to fall around them. One individual appears to have lost part of a leg and it’s unclear if sight will return to his/her bandaged right eye. The other individual crouches near the ground trying to stay warm and dry. Neither seems interested in each other, both fully involved in their own sadness.

Moral of the story, Donald, shit happens in life that we’re not prepared for. And when it does, it can consume us. So maybe you should reconsider the whole ACA subsidy thing. We should have gone for single payer or Medicare for all, whatever folks want to call it, but life just works better when we don’t have to worry about whether or not we can see a doctor if we need to. Again, do your ideas manifest as reactions to what you see around you or do they manifest from a higher place of consciousness? The 5 of Pentacles is a window into the future of this country. You don’t make our country great by killing off its citizenry. Surely you can see that.

And now we come to The Fool, the card that begins the Major Arcana, and our journey through life. With his dog at his side, he plays a song on his flute as butterflies flutter about. All options are available to this new soul. Will he choose a life of service to self or a life in greater awareness of others? You can no doubt see the outcome of either choice.

And now we come to the wrap-up. I may get preachy.

It seems to me that the point of this reading is to suggest that you may want to reconsider your focus on destroying people’s lives. You can always make another choice, one that reflects a higher consciousness that I assure you is eagerly waiting to inform you of your true path forward.

Allow our unified presence to reach your awareness, it’s where you’ll find your purpose and that guidance will serve you well.

Allow the resonance of the Creator to fill you with such love and compassion that attending only to the needs of the wealthiest will be anathema to even consider.

It really would be your greatest win of all.

We’ll talk again soon.

Blessings!

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The Sacred Space Of Home ~ Runecasting for 10 May 2017

The Sacred Space Of Home ~ Runecasting for 10 May 2017

Last night was the Full Flower Moon. Symbolic of mystery and emotional presence, witches everywhere stand in observance of the Esbat ritual by drawing down the Moon and communing with their Goddess of choice. I’m partial to Hecate and Brigid but typically I stay more generic, reserving specific Goddesses for Dark Moon ritual.

We set the altar and cast the circle, defining our spiritual workspace if you will. From there, witches may meditate or ride the hedge, or perform magickal workings if needed. I view the Full Moon as a time of purification and alignment with Goddess presence. I also cast the runes, creating a bindrune if energies align which I did for last night’s ritual.

 

Runes of higher consciousness, openings, and sacred space comprise today’s runecasting. Runes from the Elder Futhark are divided into three groups or Aetts and today’s runes, Algiz, Kenaz, and Othala, are from each aett dealing with practical issues, psychological aspects of self, and universal law.

Representing Air, Fire, and Water, Algiz is our connection between physical and nonphysical aspects of self. Like the horns of the elk, Algiz fosters safety and protection and as the rune of higher consciousness, a connection with the divine resonance within.

Kenaz continues as the rune of openings. Also known as the torch, Kenaz represents the light of truth, healing, and love, revealing secrets by increasing intuition. Transformation and enlightenment are among Kenaz’s primary influences as it lights the way to truth.

Othala is an interesting rune in that rune casters are divided as to its placement in the Elder Futhark. It’s traditionally placed at the end but some switch it with Dagaz, placing that rune as the final rune of the Futhark. I’ve vacillated back and forth on the subject and now I’m back to placing it at the end. Othala is said to contain all energies of the runes as it balances order with chaos, and represents the sacred space of our Akash and universal cosmic law.

A bindrune can be created like the one in the picture above combining the energies of the three runes into a synchronous intention that can then be cast or carried with you like a talisman, bringing the aligned vibrations with you throughout your day. I use bindrunes for both purposes.

What’s nice about this runecasting and bindrune is that it acknowledges our true nature as Source Energy, in unified presence with all. It asks us to remain open to that truth and mindful that all are on the same path to awakening and enlightenment. Some choose a more self-oriented focus while others remain aware of their greater nature as one with all. Either focus is acceptable but one is more challenging than the other. Our perspective while in physical form determines how we see and respond to either choice we make.

When the Moon is full she’s in her full presence reminding us to do the same. During these dark days, we need as much light as we can project to see the truth of what’s going on. This runecasting suggests that perceiving from our higher consciousness allows us to remain open to truth, irrespective of what that might be, secure in the understanding that everything around is a collective projection and as such, subjective and illusory. Finally, Othala reminds us that our sacred space is still safe, protected from the chaos that may be surrounding us. As the Creator, how could we be anything less?

We’re at our best when we stand in our power together as one. The magick of the bindrune is in its synchronicity, both with the runes themselves as well as with our unified presence. We are inextricably bound together, our one family, whether we come together in unity or remain at odds with each other.

Isn’t it time we realized this truth?

Blessings to our one big beautifully messy family! Our underlying love for each other, realized or not, will provide the light necessary to show us the way home.

 

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When Life Becomes A Preexisting Condition

Life As A Preexisting Condition

In the new guy’s version of life in this country, preexisting conditions should be allowed only for those who can pay for them. And one foolish congressman even went so far as to suggest that the sickest among us should be paying more than people who have remained healthy as if chronic illness or cancer, for example, are due to someone’s irresponsibility or negligence. He probably didn’t like it when the smart girl blew the curve in school either.

But here’s the thing. We live in a country where income inequality is the norm and that translates into not enough money to eat well. Most people don’t grow their own food anymore so they have no control over the pesticides used on the crops or whether or not the seeds used were genetically modified into something our bodies don’t recognize.

Instead, we’re put on the treadmill of chronic disease, beholden to the medical community, although well-meaning, who focus on symptom treatment in lieu of actually figuring out how we became sick in the first place. Other than doctors in functional medicine or herbalists and naturopaths, most don’t consider diet, mindset, emotional issues, or environmental factors that could be at the root of chronic illness preferring instead to prescribe this pill or that injection.

I suffered from rheumatoid arthritis for over thirteen years, but it was for that length of time that it was severe. Nothing the doctors did relieved any of the pain, inflammation, fatigue, swelling, or fluid retention that I experienced. Instead, I seemed to stay in one place, severe. When a commercial came on television selling a medication for RA they would always say it treated moderate to severe rheumatoid arthritis. I would look at my husband and remark that someday I hoped my RA would be moderate. It was one of those moments of dark humor that got us through those years.

And now that I’ve been in clinical remission for the last six years and off the last of the prescribed drugs since September 2015, my doctor did some blood work and lo and behold, the daily coffees my husband makes that would make a barista blush have affected my glucose level. I got a call from her nurse and she told me that my doctor wants to schedule an A1C test to screen for diabetes. No discussion, or even the glucose number, just go have a test.

Perhaps they didn’t notice in my chart that my primary care doctor when I was so ill had prescribed Metformin after doing a glucose tolerance test and endless A1C tests, diagnosing insulin resistance when my glucose numbers stayed elevated. After becoming a cannabis patient in June 2010 and making my own concentrated medicines at the end of that year, two and one-half months later I was in clinical remission. I began discontinuing several of the prescribed drugs on my own that I could safely do, but when discontinuing the Metformin the same primary care doctor who initially prescribed it helped with that. A change in diet has always been the way to get my glucose number to come down but instead of having that conversation first, it’s test time.

Now with the republicans in the process of destroying health care in this country, the last thing anyone needs is to have a diagnosis of something that’s situational in nature that can then become a preexisting condition. You’d think if Congress wants to go this route of endangering the citizenry so that the wealthiest among us become even more wealthy, they’d legalize cannabis. The tax revenue alone would be staggering. Prescription drug costs would be considerably lower, our collective health likely improving overall, but then the drug companies who line lawmakers’ election coffers might not be so generous at the next election. So the struggle for truth and dignity continues.

Apparently, rape is now a preexisting condition if this monstrosity is signed into law. Does this also apply to children who are raped by their fathers? Will they be punished with a preexisting condition if they report the abuse? The congresspeople who voted for it, my own congressman included, exhibit an astonishing level of moral bankruptcy and have clearly lost their fundamental compassion for humanity. One wonders how they sleep at night, but after today’s kegger at the white house in celebration of their victory, I’m sure they’ll sleep like babies.

If this passes the senate, then women like my daughter-in-law won’t have their pregnancies covered. Medicaid will be trashed and Medicare is next. They’ll leave everyone hanging and people will die as a result. There has never been a clearer example of us versus them ideology than what we’re seeing now. It’s destructive and unsustainable, but it’s full steam ahead anyway.

Even if this doesn’t pass the senate, as members are signaling that it will not, today’s vote gives us a window into the mindset of the people who believe the death of our citizens is an acceptable outcome. But when we finally have health insurance that we can depend on and republicans want to either take that away or make it completely unaffordable, something tells me that our response will be greater than the republicans can imagine let alone survive.

The republicans shouldn’t have targeted women and children in this bill. They shouldn’t have targeted veterans, seniors, or the chronically ill. Because when a mother finds that her child with asthma or cancer can no longer get the care she so desperately needs, trust me the ground will open up around them and shit will get real. Women, mothers or not, are sick of the government’s interference in our lives and as republicans continue their destructive behavior, we’ll pay close attention and then we’ll vote their sorry asses out of office.

I sat by the new hives out in the apiary today watching the new bees become acclimated to their new homes. They exist in unified presence with each other, each one valued and necessary. They work together to feed the brood and to protect their queen. Everything is about the survival of the colony, a notion of family that escapes republicans now in control. None of this surprises me, however, now that the fascist floodgates have been flung open. The cruelty present within the republican mindset is breathtaking. It’s nasty and to think they celebrated with a beer after it was done.

So now we await the Senate’s response. I won’t be holding my breath. Besides, in the process, I’d probably develop another preexisting condition, irresponsible person that I am.

Just ask Mo.

Update: got my blood test results and after Jerry’s insane coffees it was only 114. Now I see why she neglected to mention the number. I wouldn’t have mentioned it either lest I be laughed off the phone. Now ADA recommends <100 even though the test range is 74-106 for fasting 12 hours except that I probably only fasted for 7 or 8. Why does the number keep going down? My theory: it puts more money in the pocket of Big Pharma as more prescriptions are written. Still not drinking anymore of that coffee even though it’s yummilicious. 

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A Circle Of Protection To Bind Their Fate

A Circle of Protection To Bind Their Fate

Protection can take many forms. It can be defensive or offensive in nature as with martial arts, or it can be born of inner awareness. Rune magick is a method of bringing runic influences together in sigil form for a specific purpose. It can be divination-oriented, or it can bring about a change of some kind. I use sigils in general because they represent a focused intention. I like how they organize my thoughts around whatever situation I’m concerned with. Lately, my thoughts have been on protection.

I was listening to a woman speak today on a podcast who was talking about how unsustainable it is to provide financial assistance to people in our country. She had a Darwinian bent and appeared to believe that survival of the fittest was the best way to solve our problems. I don’t share her premise or perspective because I know that we’re one collective consciousness and how we live should reflect that truth.

It would be like expecting each cell in our bodies to survive on its own without the integration required so that our bodies exist and function properly. The same concept is true in a bee colony. I’m someone who is kept by bees. I’d say I’m a beekeeper, but bees don’t need a keeper so it feels odd to call myself that. Anyway, the hive wouldn’t survive long if a survival of the fittest attitude swept the colony. Then they probably would need a keeper. You know, like the so-called new guy seems to need.

Today’s runecasting centers around protection. But it doesn’t necessarily reflect the intention of protection against something or someone. Sometimes our greatest protection involves how we interpret what’s happening around us. As A Course in Miracles tells us, we give everything we see the meaning it has. Now the bulk of humanity may agree with our assessment, but we’re still giving everything we experience the meaning it has.

If we can look dispassionately at situations that are concerning, then we’re better able to view them with more clarity than when we’re caught up in our reactions to whatever is occurring. So in a real sense, protection should also involve our choice of reaction.

Additionally, our state of mind, be it loving or not, should also influence our feeling of protection, again reflecting that dispassionate view that helps keep us centered and aligned. So when I was looking at some bindrunes I’ve created over the last few months, I selected those that protected, aligned, extended love, and invoked a centered and unified presence to surround today’s runecasting creating a greater a circle of protection to support its message.

Othala, Gebo, and Hagalaz are today’s runes and bring influences of our Akash and ancestral heritage, balanced energy exchange, and then a little destruction in preparation for impending change with some hawthorn twigs rounding out the protection influences. Othala represents our collective nature, both in physical and nonphysical form. It asserts that our greatest achievements are accomplished together, Darwin be damned.

Moving deocil around spread, the witch invokes change and Hagalaz as the witch rune accomplishes this task. It provides the balanced structure necessary for positive change to unfold and provides blessings to speed the process.

Gebo reflects both inner and outer balance and teaches us to live in harmony with each other. Again, Darwin’s not finding a home here. Using the example of our bodies again, when the body is not in balance then disease or ill health results. If the imbalance is left unchecked, the body may not survive. It’s the same with humanity. We won’t survive if we don’t bring our polarities back into balance. The masculine has run amok and the feminine has had enough. The answer is a more balanced approach but the masculine energy disagrees and here we are now, in need of some protection.

But we don’t need a savior, even if he’s back from vacation. We need clarity. We need truth. And when we have that, the answers will be clear. But until that happens, we need to remain as aligned as possible in Higher Self awareness, viewing what’s unfolding with discernment, taking a dispassionate stance.

Disinformation and distraction seem to be the mantra of the new regime. But in time the proverbial man behind the curtain will be revealed and then heads will roll, the circle of protection binding their fate. We’re being shown a future that few anticipated or wanted. A country reflects everyone within. The people make up its heart and vitality, its blood supply extending life to all.

We’re not a business decision, a deal to be made, or a company to be closed. We’re the very life force without which this country would not even exist and we have always been more than the sum of our parts. We cannot be dismissed as irrelevant because we most certainly are not.

We see you, in all your predatory ugliness. We know what you’re doing and you’re not going to get away with it. You believe you can strip mine us into oblivion all while making a buck off of the deal.

But then you’re a fool.

You’ll create a mess that you won’t be able to clean up. But don’t worry. The rest of us, in our unity of purpose, in the protection of all that we have co-created together, will be happy to do that for you.

Blessed Be

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The Suffering of Fools

The Suffering of Fools

It’s true that witches do not suffer fools gladly. I use Mistress in part of my name on social media as a witch reference, as in, for example, Mistress of the Realm, Mistress of the Moon, or Mistress of Dragons. It’s actually part of my witch name, the rest of it known only to the Goddess. When I taught martial arts, Madame or Mrs. Erickson was appropriate as was Sensei. These are terms of respect in a world where there’s little now. And then there are those who turn it all into something else. I like to refer to those people, particularly during my more magickal moments, as fools.

Ask any woman out there and she’ll tell you that the foolish among us tend to be men. I co-owned a motorcycle shop with my husband and on any given day this was true. Just ask their wives. After the laughter died down, the stories shared would take hours.

A witch has a bullshit meter that’s neverending. Most of us are empathic so there’s no getting around when we know nonsense is afoot. And whatever you do, don’t ever lie to a witch. We don’t like it. Because when games are played, a witch is at her best.

Integrity is also important. We prefer to meet others on a level playing field with all voices heard and respected. And we don’t like hidden agendas that we have to then figure out because we most assuredly will. And it’s at that point the whole suffering of fools notion comes into play.

It’s difficult to always rise above the fray to stand as witness to the chaos that surrounds us. It’s hard for any of us to do that let alone the more magickally inclined. A witch feels compelled, you see, to bring a sense of order and balance to the situation unfolding before her and the greater the mess the more powerful the working.

It takes men longer to grow up than it does women. I used to be of the opinion that it wasn’t until most men were well into their thirties that they were finally done cooking so to speak. But after my experiences in my last business, I’ve been forced to reassess this idea. I now believe men are forever a work in progress with some, like the so-called new guy at the Maralago House, never reaching that goal.

Of course, this could all represent the ramblings of a witch now in her Crone years. But sadly, I know that it’s not. The recent transcript of the interview the so-called new guy gave to the Associated Press is evidence of the difficulty some men have letting go of foolishness, or in his case, with eloquent speech. And if the information that’s coming out about his ties to Russia is true, all the obstruction by his party won’t help him or them. Truth has a way of coming out and it seems that citizen journalists are more than ready to help.

But in the meantime, a witch does what a witch does, observes and then observes some more, writing a few things down, gathering her tools together, waiting for the right moon phase and time of day for the best outcome. And if there’s no time for that, the witch does what witches throughout eternity have always done. She stands in her full power and acts. Now. In the preservation of safety and truth.

Like I said, witches don’t suffer fools gladly. Never have, never will. And with the combined intellectual level of the current regime in power, they’ll provide all of us, witches included, with a front row seat to their delusional thinking and behavior. Because without any clear evidence of an integrated thought process in play, all we have are fools running the country.

The other thing witches don’t like? Assumptions. My fourteenth great-grandmother, Lady Janet Douglas, was burned for the assumption that she was a witch. King James, a cousin in my ancestry, ordered her burning. Bloodline witches are throughout my heritage so it’s possible that she was such an individual, but James, having written Daemonologie, was obsessed with witchcraft believing that a group of Scottish witches caused a storm preventing his future wife, Anne of Denmark, from reaching him so he felt his own sense of compelling to the detriment of many.

It was Sir Francis, 5th Earl of Bothwell, who actually caused all the ruckus in the first place. His aunt was Mary, Queen of Scots, and when she died he believed he should occupy the throne instead of her son, James. But by that time, Francis was believed to be the devil incarnate and thus began the North Berwick Witch trials bolstered by his own machinations which ultimately backfired. He would eventually leave Scotland alive and in disgrace. On a more positive note, I have an uncle who was known as the Wizard of Yester Castle who reportedly commanded a goblin army to build said castle. They put in a hall in the lower level apparently known as Goblin Hall. Family. Whether it’s Druids, Plantagenets or Merovingians, my magickal background goes back forever.

The so-called new guy reminds me of Francis, running his mouth about this or that and causing all sorts of consternation in the process. My great-grandmother was burned for Francis’s foolishness along with hundreds of other people, not all of whom were witches. Not that any of this should have been happening anyway. We were so feared by clergy and their royal counterparts that instead of valuing our services as healers, midwives, and counselors to the village they were instead threatened by our valued place in the community. The patriarchy by then was in full swing and we’re still experiencing its effects. And I still can’t wrap my heart around the fact that I had family on both sides of the equation.

We can hope that the so-called new guy, like Francis, runs away with his tail between his legs, but prison seems more likely. A fool, he assumed we wouldn’t notice, that we wouldn’t respond.

But we are.

The silly season of fools has begun and it’s not ending anytime soon. And this witch is ready.

 

References:

  1. Transcript of AP interview with Trump