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Seeking Stardust

I’ve been a hermit this past winter. In my cave of an art studio, I’ve been creating and allowing the pieces of my self to come out into form. I recently have made a new blog that highlights just this and I wanted to let my past readers know that I haven’t disappeared- I’ve just transformed.

seekingstardust.com

Brightest Blessings and Enjoy the Spring!!

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Awesome post about our relationship with the gods…

Magick From Scratch

I’m sure we can all think of someone, perhaps on a mailing list, perhaps in a coven, maybe even in our circle of friends, who has some truly absurd belief about their place among the gods. They think they are the last, the only, or truly the best in some regard, or even an incarnate deity, and everyone around them has just run out of face palm.

I’ve heard it said that these people are just looking for attention, but after this past couple of months, I no longer think so.

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My July’s Full Moon:

via Altar of Love.

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I recently had a dream that I visited an old sage and he had what appeared to be devil statues around his house. He honored them so deeply that they began to move on their own accord. I was not scared, but instead in a state of wonder. Why did this wise man have these statues? This was one entity I did not want to work with. And then I found a small white horn among this man’s gardens. I filled it with water and began feeding a Ganesha statue. I went inside and felt like feeding the devil statues. They drank and were surprised at my intent to give love to that I did not completely trust or understand. But that is what my duty is in life- to give love without conditions. Then one began to speak and we had conversations on how he is that which is wild, he represents nature which is neither black or white in ethics.

And then the next day, in my waking life, I came across something that I never thought I would again. When I was a teenager someone tried to kidnap me, twice. I mean these two instances were so extreme that I was seriously lucky to have gotten away. I’ve been suffering from some flash backs of those moments as an adult but I never knew who he was. All I knew was a car and a face. Well, the day after I had the devil dream I was driving around a small town that I used to live by and I saw the car. The same tiny, old, yellow car with Grateful dead stickers and a fake cop light. My heart skipped and I couldn’t believe that after all these years I had a chance to find out who it was- granted the original person never sold this car. I parked my car away from the house and walked around the block to the car to get a better look. The car was parked next to a beat up house and out came a man who began yelling at his dog. I couldn’t believe it- this man look like the man I had seen as a teenager, just aged about 15 years. I wrote down the license plate and address and walked back to my car, trying not to faint. As I drove away the man drove by in his yellow car, as if the universe wanted to doubly make sure I got my confirmation.

I don’t know what I am going to do with this information (it’s much too late to report anything- although I do worry about other kids in the area, but I can’t be 100% sure after 15 years), but I am really glad that the mystery of who this guy was is solved in my mind. There have been many, many people in my life who have done me wrongly. After a while I had eventually forgiven them all. I had found a way to feel compassion for them, even if I chose to no longer have them in my life. But this guy, remained unforgivable in my mind until I saw him again and saw how weak he really was. It is humans who take advantage of the primal powers of nature. Humans are the ones who drain the earth of her blood-oil, who take more gold then they need, who try to dominate the Earth and her creatures, who have weakened hearts that give in to addictions of the body and mind. We have forgotten that we are apart of Nature. We give into addictions because we like to be reminded of the primal powers within us. Some of us have forgotten that we can make wild animal love without alcohol or drift into a mind altering trance without drugs. Some of us have forgotten how to genuinely give and receive love unconditionally. In placing the ideas of evil outside of ourselves onto Nature we have separated ourselves from Nature and have become weakened and ignorant of what our true natures are and how we fit into all of creation. Thus how the old nature gods of paganism became the devil for the religions of new.

And today I come across this lovely song by chance, reminding me of what I have learned:

Lyrics:

Early one morning, around the first of May,
A man in black came walking, into a woodland glade,
Following the sounds of pipes on this beautiful Spring day,
High on the music that they made.
But what beheld him within that place?
A look of recognition fell across his face,
“Lucifer, oh Lucifer, why do you appear to me?
For I am a man of God, a priest.

(Chorus)
I’m no devil I’m Father to the land,
I have lived here since the Earth began,
Neither black nor white,
Priest hear what I say,
I’m green and grey.

The priest said, “Lucifer, Lucifer you lie so well,
I will pray unto my God, go back to the fires of Hell!
You fell from Heaven, and you fell from Grace.
You want dominion over this place.”
The Piper smiled, and to the priest he said,
“I was Lord of Animals, the Wild Hunt I led,
Until your God came here and with his jealous hand,
It was he who wanted dominion over this land.

The priest said, “All evil comes from your hand.”
The Piper said, “If evil is, it lies in the hearts of Man.”
“But you lead us, oh you tempt us, to rape, to steal, to kill!”
The Piper said, “Whatever happened to free will?”
Then the Grove lay empty, the priest told no one.
The blossom lay upon the thorn, the Piper’s tune was done.
And in the sunlit forest, the animals they bowed,
As the Piper lay his Goddess down.

-Written by Damh the Bard

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singing and drumming in front of around 500 people or so.. no biggie

This summer solstice the family and I traveled to PSG for a week long adventure in pagan community, music, celebration, ritual and camping hosted by Circle Sanctuary. It was my 5th time attending and once again I found that a great love and understanding permeated every interaction that I came across. The first time I attended, I lost my phone card and someone tracked me down just to give it to me again. I can leave a folding chair anywhere for a whole day and not worry about someone taking it (very different from my own front yard!).

Besides a great deal of trust that flows throughout the festival, it is wonderful to see how our pagan community really works. Activists, musicians and pagan leaders are accessible (I chatted with activist Patrick McCollum, author Loren Cruden, musician Arthur Hinds, some members of Spiral Rhythm, pagan leader Selena Fox and the editor of Circle Magazine,  for example). Also, if you, yourself has a special talent, you are encouraged to make a contribution. No where will you find more of a safe and supportive environment to let your talents shine. Last year I attended a chant circle and shared some of my own original chants. I received such a strong, positive feedback that this year many were looking out for me specifically to hear more of my songs! A few even sang some of my chants back to me and told me that they had been sharing it with others all year!!

This year I found the courage within me to sing an original song on-stage at the talent show (probably around 500 people in the audience). That’s us in the picture!! This is only the second time I have sang on stage (the first was when I sang the Cranberries song, Zombie for a neighborhood block party). My two friends JJ and Tulie got up there with me to accompany me with their voices part of the time and a djembe and a rattle and we rocked!!! So much so, we are deciding to start a band!!! Youtube videos are shortly in my future so that others can use my chants if they wish and I’m sure my friends will be joining me singing a few of them. Side note: if you are close to the Quad Cities Illinois area, can play an instrument and are wanting to take part- LET ME KNOW!!!

I feel so blessed to be part of this amazing community. As Pagans and Wiccans, we are all making history as we are some of the first generations to be part of this growing earth-based religion!

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I am feeling myself emerging from my cocoon with new wings and ideas. New definitions of who I am and what the world is have begun to sprout and soon I will be taking my first flight into unknown territories.

bel fire

Since Beltane night I have been exploring what it is to journey with transformation in mind. All of us evolve and shift our ideas and actions over our life times. Welcoming growth and life-affirming change is needed on a continual basis in order to stay away from the stagnant waters of our soul.

So what have I been doing? Well, let me tell you who I used to be at 13… I was a wild child of the woods, a fierce lover of anyone I could get my hands on and make-believer in the true world of unseen mystery. I sneaked out during summers to see the heat lightning dance above the fields. I stole away to ponds and rivers to write poetry and make my offerings of teenage kisses to nymph queens and kings.

And then I became older (wiser?)… all of the things I thought I was working for came to be: married my perfect man, had our perfect kids and a part of me became paranoid that something that was so wild in me was too impulsive for my comfy home life. But the wildness has never left me- I don’t think it can- it comes out in my laughter, tears, blood and sweat and magic. It reminds me in the thunder’s song as I try to sleep at night. It haunts me until I let it out through my art, my writing, my songs, my fierce fire when I become outraged about a worldly injustice. (Seriously, what is going on out there??)

Facing my fears of wild… Cougars have begun to roam again in Illinois again, too. After over 100 years they are back. The chances of running into one is rare. The chance of being killed by one is even rarer (19 people have been killed in the last 100 years). However, a fear so deep has struck me. I have been finding myself scared to go into the woods alone lately- but my wildness refuses to leave me alone. My body aches to be out among the dense trees- listening to their mysteries. I have decided that to live a life away from the woods is no life for me. So I have studied on how to act if I see a cougar  (don’t make eye contact, walk away slow but never turn your back) and if one tries to attack (act like a crazy wild animal and scream at it). If I end up eaten at least I tried to really live my life how I need to and my body can become part of the woods again.

Oh, so and now I hear news that my county is under a tornado watch….

Here is a sneak peak of some magic I have been working on lately… More info on that soon! Happy 100th post to me!

triangle neck

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I’ve decided to take a one or two week break from the computer world.

I am on here too much and I am begining to feel a little too bombarded with the mainstream culture- which may be the reality for some folks, but for me, my reality needs to consist of night walks and face to face laughter. I need to bury myself in the smoke of my new Hemlock tree incense and reroot myself in the wildness of my true nature. Except for school work and to check the status of my etsy store… I am choosing sunlight over computer light.

I keep seeing that Tarot card in my head where the person is immersed in illusions… this must be me now, for the internet world, as lovely as it is, is not a substitute for the breath that cycles through me, beckoning me to be free for a while from technology.

I have a weekend ahead of me full of drum circles, nature hikes, pagan children groups, painting and home renovation. This weekend I call back the wild within. I want to pay more attention to the real: my childrens’ play, my husband’s kiss, my meditating heart and my garden to be planted.

And so I will be back, but only after some hard earned spiritual recharging that doesn’t take an electrical socket!

Brightest Blessings,

Cicada

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