Wicca: Demystifying Misconceptions


Blog For Free!


Archives
Home
2008 April
2008 March
2007 April
2007 March
2007 February
2007 January
2006 December
2006 November
2006 October
2006 September
2006 May
2006 April
2006 March
2006 February
2006 January
2005 December
2005 November
2005 October
2005 September
2005 August
2005 July
2005 June
2005 May
2005 April
2005 March
2005 February
2005 January

My Links
Dovetailmyth
BIOMIMICRY
The Natural Step
Alliance For Sustainability
almsthvn blog
DeathbyGlitter's Blog
DanielMacDonald's Blog
dr forbush blog
enki blog
h2Opower blog
graceshaker blog
Howie Luvzus Blog
jerneedog
jt blog
kurtmaddox blog
nullfactor blog
pourquoi Pas? blog
Ruined's Blog
Rand's Blog
rosietulips blog
Shayno blog
surrogate blog
SweetSue
UserFriendly
TabooTenente's Blog
wil wheaton blog
Something Wicca This way Comes
WEST*MART ethical local partnerships Blog
* WORK LESS PARTY, comsume less, live more!
Witchcraze *Not so fun facts*
History of Salem Witch Trials
US Army Chaplain's Handbook RE: Wicca

tBlog
My Profile
Send tMail
My tFriends
My Images


Sponsored
Blog






Blog Posts of Note:
*Magic, Witches and the Bible
*A brief History of Wicca
*Wicca 101 part 1
*Wicca 101 part 2
*Spells and the Modern Witch
*Do Witches Worship Satan?
*Religious View
*Interview with a Witch
*A Witch's Story of Creation
*One Definition of the Divine
*I am a Witch
* Original Sin, from a Witches point of View
*Why a Witch Could care less about Harry Potter

*Satan is not my Sidekick

*The other people: Or how I learned to stop worrying and love the Bible


I put this link here.


Committee to Protect Bloggers



Image hosting by Photobucket

Something Wicca This Way Comes
I feel so special right now, look Ma! I won an award!

Pagan Parents: case in Indianapolis
06.29.05 (10:45 am)   [edit]
The following is a letter from Thomas Jones, the Indianapolis father who has had a court ruling stating he cannot teach his son a 'non mainstream religion'. This letter is being passed around so that interested people, pagan or otherwise, can be notified of his website. This way everyone has access to 'real' information, not just rumours and gossip. It's a well laid out site and I encourage all my readers to visit. If you are not pagan, read the "what is Wicca" section for a brief and well written explanation of what Wicca truly is.



Regarding the Wiccan parents in Indianapolis case

Merry Met!

For people who are interested in our case regarding the Judge who told my ex
wife and myself that we can not raise our son in a non-mainstream religious
belief, please go to our website. It is there we will be organizing any sort
of future plans of action, when the time calls for them.

If you would like to participate, be involved, or just be informed about our
case, please go to that website.

We have information about the case, where we are being talked about in the
media, and a message board where people can discuss ideas and or ask
questions of us and the people that know us.

We have been made aware that people are giving incorrect information about
the case. Do not assume that because someone lives in Indianapolis, IN or
claims to know me, it makes them an expert or resource regarding our case.

http://nonmainstream.org/" title="http://nonmainstream.org/" target="_blank"http://nonmainstream.org/

If you wish to contact me, please feel free to write me at dad@nonmainstream
org

Blessed Be and Peace!

Tom Jones/ Eldari Greyhawk



If you have a blog, site, or discussion group, where this letter may be of interest to others, copy it and take it along with you.
Blessings,
Fairmoon
 
a little bit of me a-z
06.28.05 (2:33 pm)   [edit]
I borrowed this from senguthewolf, who stole this from princessperky, so give her credit not me

a little bit of me from a-z

A-age- 27
B- band- U2, pink Floyd
c- crush- at tblog- enki, cuz he’s so smart, jerneedog makes me laugh, in “real life” just to cheesy to say my hubbie
d- dads name- David
e- easiest person to talk to- heather
f- favourite ice cream- strawberry
g- gummy bears or worms?- fuzzy peaches!
h- hometown- Vancouver
i- instruments- trumpet, a looonnnnnggggg time ago
j- junior high- no jr high, just elementary to high school
k- kids- 1
l- longest car ride ever- 21 hours- northern California to Vancouver
m- moms name- joy
n- nicknames- dipstick, rosy, strawberry, Annie
o- one wish- to keep my son safe, always
p- phobias- heights, dying and leaving my son alone, being abandoned
q- quote from you- we’re not so different after all
r- Reason to smile- my son
s- song u sang last- wheels on the bus
t- Time you woke up today- 610am
u- unknown fact about me- well I told it wouldn’t be unknown anymore
v- vegetables you hate- cauliflower
w- worst habit- drinking to much coffee everyday
x- x-ray u had -leg, belly-ultrasound
y- years since u been to a religious place- 2 days, the chapel where my friend was married
z- zodiac sign- Sagittarius
 
5 meme
06.28.05 (2:22 pm)   [edit]
I’ve fallen off the hot blogs list and in an attempt to get back on- I don’t know why it’s so important- I’m jumping on the meme bandwagon. I nabbed this from wiccachicky. http://wiccachicky.tblog.com/...

10 years ago: I’d finished high school and was happy to leave it all behind. Now with my reunion coming up al this weird old nostalgia is seeping out of my brain. It smells like old sweat socks and fried chicken.

5 years ago: I don’t actually remember. Three years ago I was planning my big long trip with the hubbie that resulted in us getting ‘kicked of the island’ see other blogs. Two years ago I was on bed rest so my son wouldn’t be born premature. I watched a lot of chick flicks.

1 year ago: we were planning my sons first birthday. It was a great party.

Yesterday: I was feeling pretty sick and watched “the affair of the necklace” good movie.

Today: I’m thinking about the 3 day novel contest, still feeling ill and wiping big ass boogers from the kids nose.
Tomorrow: see above. Also probably going to go to the Dr. re above.

5 Snacks I Enjoy: Chips, cucumber and dip, anything chocolate, coffee – in my world yes, it’s a snack.


5 Songs I Know All The Words To:
Red hill mining town, Ultraviolet, if you wear that velvet dress, U2
Final cut, coming back to life pink Floyd

5 Things I Would Do With $100,000,000
pay off the mortgage, share some with my family, give a bunch away, save for my sons education, go on vacation someplace warm -where there are little umbrellas in all the drinks-by myself

5 Locations I'd Like to Run Away To:
Europe, India, Mongolia, Russia, Iceland

5 Bad Habits I Have:
I chew my nails, I waste time on the computer, I leave my clothes on the floor in the bathroom- this only bugs my hubbie, I leave my coffee mug around the house, I’m addicted to coffee

5 Things I like Doing:
wasting time on the computer, drinking coffee, reading, sleeping, playing at the park.

5 Things I Would Never Wear: I hate to wear panty hose- but sometimes I do, you know I’ve probably at one time or another worn everything one would think could go on this list- our friends have lots of dress up parties.
5 T.V. Shows I Like: West wing, Gilmore girls, shopping bags, Joan of arcadia, house.

5 Movies I Like: Pi, Snow walker, what the bleep do we know, ever after, contact- the first five that came to mind, there are many many more.

5 Famous People I'd like to Meet: Charles De Lint, Joan of arc, Helen of Troy, (no one said they had to be alive) Stephen Hawking, Dali Lama, Bono, okay I picked six, but two of them are dead, and possibly fictional

5 Biggest Joys at the Moment:
my son, my hubbie, my home, my friends, my family- not necessarily in that order
 
Wedding bells
06.28.05 (6:57 am)   [edit]
All in all the weekend was a great success. The Wedding was beautiful, ultra religious, but the chapel was beautiful and I didn’t let the pastor’s digs at “marriage being God’s Union between a Man and a Woman” get to me. If the bride and groom could stomach it, then I certainly could too.

There’s a reason why they call it liquid courage and as it was flowing freely at the reception following, I found spending time with former friends easy and relaxed. The food was fantastic and the company, we sat at a different table than the former friends, fun and we all had a good time.

The bride and groom were grinning from ear to ear the whole time and just seeing then so happy made everyone else feel it too.

The wedding was on Vancouver Island, an hour and half ferry ride from Vancouver city. Do to some mishap of my brain I made the ferry reservation for Friday instead of Saturday, so we missed the 9 am ferry and had to catch the ten instead. This brought us to the island at 1130 and gave us a half hour to make the half hour drive to the chapel.

We were pushing it and we arrived moments before the wedding party was to walk down the aisle, feeling horrible that we almost missed our friends wedding we were apologetic as we entered the chapel. The maid of honour, the brides sister, thought it would funny if we went into he church now, everyone would think is was the bride. So in we trucked, sheepish in stature and grinning stupidly.

It was amusing. As was the brides grandmother’s comment moments later when the door shut again and she said is a stage whisper, “maybe she changed her mind”.

There’s not much else to say about the wedding, went you drink heavily stuff like bastard friends sorta melts away and there were no rehashing of events, no arguments on the lawn, or fist fights in the chapel which would have made his a truly great blogger story. Just a good fun weeding, and a good time had by all,

*sigh* that’s a good thing right?
 
can't stand the sound of my thinking
06.24.05 (12:35 pm)   [edit]
The TV’s been on a lot this week, and I finally convinced the Ruler to turn it off. Dinner was awkward, what do you talk to a two year old about over barley beef soup and toast?

My friends’ wedding is this weekend. The hubbie and I are going to Vancouver Island Saturday morning and returning Sunday afternoon. The Ruler will be bunking down with my sister, who has great plans for the day, she seems to be forgetting that he’ll need a nap, and if he doesn’t get one he’s a right little sh*t. well they’ll both survive it’s only 36 hours.

I’m looking forward a night a way in a hotel with my hubbie. We haven’t done that since the Ruler was born two years ago. Will I survive? I’m pretty sue I’ll be able to handle being away from the babe over night; I’ve done it before, myself. This is the first time both the Hubbie and I will be parted from our dear sweet angel.

Right now he’s sitting on the couch, diaper less, so basically he’s a ticking time bomb, but I like to live dangerously. He’s eating paper again, I don’t know what that means.

I’m looking forward to this wedding and I’m not. I love my friend and I’m glad that she’s happy, but there’s going to be people there I haven’t talked to in years and I have to be honest with myself, the thought of seeing them again stresses me out.

See jernee’s blog and comments http://www.tblog.com/template..., oh any my posthttp://www.tblog.com/template... too. I think that’s why the TV has been on so much this week, I haven’t been watching it, but it’s been on in the background, so I can’t hear myself think, can’t hear myself second guess myself in their voices.

It pisses me off that these people – and I use the term loosely- can still affect me years after the events happened. But it does, they do, and I just can’t get a handle on why.

It would take days to explain the situation, and I’m really not interested in re hashing the events that happened. But I know from the way I’ve been feeling that I’m not as “over it” as I’d like to believe. I hate awareness sometimes and introspection can just bite me!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~
I wrote that yesterday but didn’t post it until now. I’m feeling terribly jittery and I know it’s not wedding jitters, It's not my Wedding!. *Big Deep Breathe* and smile!

I’ve got to go pack, so I won’t write anymore now, well I’ll probably post again later, I am a procrastinator.

If not, see you all Monday.
 
Quizical
06.22.05 (5:08 pm)   [edit]
The scary thing is... I am actually 27. :(





You Are 27 Years Old



27





Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.

13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.

20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.

30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!

40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

















Your Deadly Sins



Gluttony: 80%

Sloth: 60%

Lust: 40%

Wrath: 40%

Envy: 20%

Pride: 20%

Greed: 0%

Chance You'll Go to Hell: 37%

You'll die from food poisoning - and then the natives will feast on your fatty limbs.








You Are 60% Normal

(Really Normal)



=http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/re...





Otherwise known as the normal amount of normal

You're like most people most of the time

But you've got those quirks that make you endearing

You're unique, yes... but not frighteningly so!



 
The disappearing Bible challenge part two
06.22.05 (2:35 pm)   [edit]
I wonder if everyone is just really busy these days? I haven't gotten as much response from this question as I sorta expected. Could it be that this just doesn't really matter? That holding the bible like a shield really isn't the be all and end all of being a good xtain? *shrug* or is the concept of losing ones written faith so scary most people just aren't willing to even consider it? *shrug* beats me. Wish someone would let me know.




For me, is all my Wicca books and writings were to disappear it wouldn't matter. I know my faith and I can live it without anything written down to back it up. Besides, we don't actually have and sacred books anyways so what am I talking about?

I don't need quotes to run my life and the challenge isn't to give up the writing, it's too... well I'm not sure the challenge would be any different than it is these days -- to show people that pagans/wiccans/ witches whatever are pretty much the same as everybody else, and we don't believe what pop culture and the xtain church has made us out to believe.

There were a few responses over at the Holy Wild. but all and all I was hoping to get more stories. http://s10.invisionfree.com/t...


Over at Graceshaker’s http://www.tblog.com/template... blog he’s written a great post about “batman begins” and God. It’s very cool and I enjoy his writing a lot. I posed a question about the whole “Only Way to salvation” thing and requested a more personal response as to why Grace believes Jesus to be the only way. I find this whole idea very interesting.

Deadxtain responded with a long explanation of the Word of God and the Bible, and knowing the Bible to be the only way, the one etc… I’m paraphrasing here.

What’s interesting is that I even asked for the Bible to be left out of the answer to my question. I’m looking for more than “the Bible is the Word” answer because that doesn’t mean anything; it just looks like a little kid clutching a security blanket. What is there beyond the Bible?

So I have a challenge to my fellow humans, not just Christians. Read the following story and answer the question at the end.

You wake up one morning, it a morning to same as another, yesterday was the same as all your days before, nothing eventful, just a regular day. Today it exactly the same expect for one thing- your bible is missing. Or your Koran, Sutras, Gospels, all spiritual books, writings, internet sites etc… all the written words you believe in has disappeared.

Now even though this is frightening at first you soon realize that this is what God intended. Perhaps he’s left a note says, “It’s okay my son, I have done this, you’ve read my words and need them no longer, your faith is in your soul, go forth.” Or something to that effect, and No, I’m not trying to be glib, my sacred writings have faded away too.

The point is that you know deep within yourself that this wasn’t done by the devil, or aliens or terrorists. God did it. And God wanted it this way.

You sit done and attempt to write out as much of the Bible- or your sacred texts- as you can remember only to have the words fade away. You can’t write anything down about your faith any more, there are no words.

What do you do?
 
well, nobody's perfect
06.22.05 (2:19 pm)   [edit]
it's always a wonder that i post these things here, even to myself. i'm just passing some time and avoiding work, doing strange little quizes off the internet. It's cool that I get to hang out with Helen of Troy in hell. but according to the last quiz i'm off to heaven anyway so :P~~~~ Helen!

FM

The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Second Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
LevelScore
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)Moderate
Level 2 (Lustful)Very High
Level 3 (Gluttonous)High
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)Low
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)High
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)Moderate
Level 7 (Violent)High
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)High
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)Moderate

Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test

Second Level of Hell

You have come to a place mute of all light, where the wind bellows as the sea does in a tempest. This is the realm where the lustful spend eternity. Here, sinners are blown around endlessly by the unforgiving winds of unquenchable desire as punishment for their transgressions. The infernal hurricane that never rests hurtles the spirits onward in its rapine, whirling them round, and smiting, it molests them. You have betrayed reason at the behest of your appetite for pleasure, and so here you are doomed to remain. Cleopatra and Helen of Troy are two that share in your fate.
 
howieluvzus
06.22.05 (11:50 am)   [edit]
How many people, not just pagans have been hurt by those "good well meaning Xtains"?

Now I'm not saying all xtains are those "good well meaning Xtains" i think we've established here that there are many truely wonderful devout christians in this world. But there are those who insist on preaching, and ranting and their words are hurtful. Being told you're a sinner and going to hell hurts.

Well now Howie Luvzus has started a blog for people hurt by "good xtains" he's a theologian and a kind devout christain, who is open minded and compassionate, and HAS GREAT HAIR! Go check out his blog over at http://howieluvzus.blogspot.c...

as surrogate is known to say,
be good to each other,

FM
 
Yippee!!! Heaven here i come!
06.19.05 (6:18 am)   [edit]
hhhmmmmm.... and here i thought I was a heretic and off to whereever... but no according to quizfarm, an authoritative source to be sure, i'm for the heaven side of things hhmmmm wonder how some of the others will like sharing a cloud with a heathen?


You scored as Heaven. You are headed straight for the Pearly Gates! You love God and respect him and have lived your life as he would want you. You respect other people and aren't materialistic. Well done!

Heaven

69%

Purgatory

64%

Hell

25%

Are you going to Heaven? (Renewed!)
created with QuizFarm.com
 
What's your theological worldview?
06.19.05 (6:13 am)   [edit]
no big surprise here huh?

You scored as Emergent/Postmodern. You are Emergent/Postmodern in your theology. You feel alienated from older forms of church, you don't think they connect to modern culture very well. No one knows the whole truth about God, and we have much to learn from each other, and so learning takes place in dialogue. Evangelism should take place in relationships rather than through crusades and altar-calls. People are interested in spirituality and want to ask questions, so the church should help them to do this.

Emergent/Postmodern

89%

Classical Liberal

82%

Modern Liberal

82%

Roman Catholic

43%

Charismatic/Pentecostal

32%

Neo orthodox

21%

Evangelical Holiness/Wesleyan

21%

Reformed Evangelical

7%

Fundamentalist

0%

What's your theological worldview?
created with QuizFarm.com
 
The disappearing Bible Challenge
06.18.05 (4:22 pm)   [edit]
The disappearing Bible Challenge

Over at Graceshaker’s http://www.tblog.com/template... blog he’s written a great post about “batman begins” and God. It’s very cool and I enjoy his writing a lot. I posed a question about the whole “Only Way to salvation” thing and requested a more personal response as to why Grace believes Jesus to be the only way. I find this whole idea very interesting.

Deadxtain responded with a long explanation of the Word of God and the Bible, and knowing the Bible to be the only way, the one etc… I’m paraphrasing here.

What’s interesting is that I even asked for the Bible to be left out of the answer to my question. I’m looking for more than “the Bible is the Word” answer because that doesn’t mean anything; it just looks like a little kid clutching a security blanket. What is there beyond the Bible?

So I have a challenge to my fellow humans, not just Christians. Read the following story and answer the question at the end.

You wake up one morning, it a morning to same as another, yesterday was the same as all your days before, nothing eventful, just a regular day. Today it exactly the same expect for one thing- your bible is missing. Or your Koran, Sutras, Gospels, all spiritual books, writings, internet sites etc… all the written words you believe in has disappeared.

Now even though this is frightening at first you soon realize that this is what God intended. Perhaps he’s left a note says, “It’s okay my son, I have done this, you’ve read my words and need them no longer, your faith is in your soul, go forth.” Or something to that effect, and No, I’m not trying to be glib, my sacred writings have faded away too.

The point is that you know deep within yourself that this wasn’t done by the devil, or aliens or terrorists. God did it. And God wanted it this way.

You sit done and attempt to write out as much of the Bible- or your sacred texts- as you can remember only to have the words fade away. You can’t write anything down about your faith any more, there are no words.

What do you do?
 
Magic, Witches and that Pesky Exodus 22:18
06.17.05 (7:58 pm)   [edit]
WARNING this blog may seriously offend some readers. If you choose to continue reading, please do so with an open mind. If you read this, you do so by your own volition and though no fault of mine, may be forced to change your misconceptions of Witches.

If after reading this you feel a sudden urge to preach bible verses at me, please do not waste your time. Your energy would be better spent in a Christian act of Charity, such as feeding the homeless children in your city, sorting your winter clothes and giving them to a shelter, or just loving your neighbour, even if he is a different religion. REMEMBER I warned you.



If you’ve been paying any attention here, and read pervious articles here then I don’t need to explain the modern day definition of witchcraft or witch. If you haven’t read anything here before, please see the articles listed on the right hand side of this blog, read the first four, then come back here and read this.

Before we take a look at Witchcraft in the bible, let’s look at Magic and the Bible. There are two types of magic in the Bible. The magic or miracles condoned by God- some examples are: Moses gets water from a rock EX 17:6 And Joshua commanding the sun to stand still, JOSH 10:12, 13.

This type of magic shows the “proper alliance with a higher Spiritual Power” thus giving its user magical powers to do Gods Bidding. This is beneficial magic, Gods people were using positive magic to get what they wanted, or what He wanted for them.

There are then, also the quotes about improper use, people using these powers without the sanction of God - Ex 22:18 Any woman using unnatural powers or secret arts is to be put to death. (The Bible in plain English).

So why am I pointing this out?

To show that in the bible Magic Happens. And according to the bible it doesn’t matter if you do magic or not, it’s whether God gave you the Divine right too or not. (Do not bring up Satan at this point! If you feel the urge to do so go right now and read “Do Witches Worship Satan, then you may come back and finish)

Stay with me I’m going somewhere with this, just hang on.

A quick history of Magic and it’s relationship to the developing western civilization.

Ancient roman law recognised the difference between beneficial magic such as healing, herbal treatments, blessings, prayers, divination etc.. And harmful magic --evil doing, hexes, curses and the like.

This concept existed into early European civilizations. There was good magic- given by the Gods/God- healing, divination, miracles and harmful magic. Those condemned for witchcraft usually were midwives practicing without a licence, taking business away from the leechy physicians.

During the 9th and 10th centuries the church began to condemn witches because they decided that even beneficial magic belonged to God and therefore only His priests could have access to this power.

The Theology faculty at Paris University officially made all magic heresy in 1398, regardless of God given or not. Anything suspect of being supernatural in anyway, and not performed by a priest, was heresy and a pact with Satan.

This shows that the concept of beneficial magic being evil is a uniquely Christian, they had the power, they made the laws. As we see in other cultures, Native American, for example the distinction between harmful and beneficial magic was/is still made. Shamans and Medicine men/women perform healing and good magic for their peoples. They avoid the evil spirits and even the tricky ones like Coyote.


My point? To show how we’ve reached this place. To show HOW people, and Christians especially, have come to view witches as bad, evil maleficos.

It was either Shayno or Graceshaker who asked Why should we as Christians not run from a proclaimed witch, when the Bible calls witchcraft a sin?


This is taken from Easton Bible Dictionary and is the best sum up for answering the above question: Witchcraft - (1 Sam. 15:23; 2 Kings 9:22; 2 Chr. 33:6; Micah 5:12; Nahum 3:4; Gal. 5:20). In the popular sense of the word no mention is made either of witches or of witchcraft in Scripture.

Yes, the Bible does say in Ex 22: 18 "thou shall not suffer a witch to live".

We need to look at what the term “Witchcraft” meant to people when these words were written and what “Witchcraft” means to the people who practice it today. When we do that we discover that they are two very different things.

Ex 22: 18 in Latin, Maleficos non patieris vivere. (Latin Vulgate 408 CE) The word Maleficos translates to criminal, wrongdoer, magician, enchanter, sorcerer. ADJ- wicked, criminal, nefarious, evil, harmful etc…

None of these words describe modern day Witchcraft. The craft is benevolent in its practices, do not seek to harm or engage in criminal behaviour.

We all know that there are verses in the bible saying that slavery is okay.

(EX 21:7-9 "When a man sells his daughter as a slave, she shall not go free as male slaves do.

There are verses that say when a man dies and his wife does not have children, his brother will lie with her and beget a child in his name.

(DEUT 25:5 If brethren dwell together, and one of them die, and have no child, the wife of the dead shall not marry without unto a stranger: her husband's brother shall go in unto her, and take her to him to wife, and perform the duty of an husband's brother unto her.

When two angels of God come to warn Lot about the impending destruction of Sodom, the men of the town demand Lot send these angels out so they can lie with them. Instead, Lot offers the crowd his two daughters. Remember Lot was considered a “good Man” and is saved.

(GEN 19: 8 Behold now, I have two daughters which have not known man; let me, I pray you, bring them out unto you, and do ye to them as is good in your eyes: only unto these men do nothing; for therefore came they under the shadow of my roof.)

In today’s society, we don’t do that sort of thing. It is wrong now, but not then. Yet it’s in the Bible, but that does that make it okay?

The same can be said about witchcraft, the definitions have changed, and society has changed. Let me repeat that again—The definitions have changed, and society has changed.

In the 1400’s Ex 22:18 was used as the grounds to commence persecution of witches. The Malleus Maleficarum (the witch hammer) was written at this time giving detailed descriptions of both witches and the best methods to torture them.

This is how a witch is described and how to be tortured:
The method of beginning an examination by torture is as follows: First, the jailers prepare the implements of torture, then they strip the prisoner (if it be a woman, she has already been stripped by other women, upright and of good report). This stripping is lest some means of witchcraft may have been sewed into the clothing--such as often, taught by the Devil, they prepare from the bodies of unbaptized infants, [murdered] that they may forfeit salvation.


What a bunch of Bulls*it.

We know that witches do not have any connections to the Devil. (read Do witches worship Satan? http://www.tblog.com/template...) Witches to not murder babies, that is the most horrible taint to witchcraft. Like all people we love our children dearly.

When the King James Version of the bible was written (late 1500’s early 1600’s) the stigmas of witches’ evil ways were in full swing and people were scared of them.

When looking at record of the trials one can note that many killed for witchcraft were family-less widows with little money. Why does this matter?

It matters because when you turned in your neighbour you could claim their property and possessions, so long as there was no family to claim it. These women didn’t have enough to hire a lawyer to speak for them, or had family to do the same, but perhaps they owned a cow and a couple of chickens. If you turned her in, and she is deemed a witch those chickens and that cow become yours. A good thing if you have hungry kids.

Also many of the European witch persecutions included those who were practicing healing medicine. This put them in unlawful competition with the physicians and clergy of the time, who claimed healing as their exclusive domain. See above.

Thought out history what witchcraft is, or made out to be, has been altered to suite the men in power as a form of social control. Make your peasants scared of witches and then create ways of controlling them but controlling their fear. “I can save you”, “God can save you.” “Turn is a witch and you can be saved” (get your neighbour before he gets you) Etc… Much like today and the fear based society we live in, expect we’ve substituted terrorists for witch.

It becomes a question of semantics in the end. The definition of the Bibles version of Witchcraft is not what Witchcraft truly is.

So, my conclusion is this. Just because the Bible says so, doesn’t make it true. While I respect the bible as a wonderful piece of early literature, inspired by man’s relationship to God, it has become dated to our modern times and society and should not be used as the primary source of judgement.



Footnotes:

Unless noted, bible quotes are from the King James Bible. In other translations the words wizard, sorceress, magician, and poisoner is used in EX 22:18.

I get my Bible info from crosswalk.com
The witchy torture quotes are from sacred texts archive, II. THE BEGINNINGS OF THE WITCH-PERSECUTIONS. http://www.sacred-texts.com/p...

A good book about all this stuff I’ve written about is called “Never Again, The Burning Times” written by Loretta Orion. Loretta looked at neo paganism through the eyes of an anthropologist to write this book, thus removing many, if not all, religious bias that taints many other books out there.
 
Bright and shiny Article
06.17.05 (9:31 am)   [edit]
My latest article at Timeless Spirit Online Magazine is now posted. Feel free to take a look, but be forwarned its very witchypoo. http://www.timelessspirit.com...

FM
 
Reunion 1995- 2005
06.17.05 (6:50 am)   [edit]
Dear Former 1995 Grad Student,

That's right, put on your hypercolour t-shirts, roll up the bottom of your jeans nice and tight and pull up those white socks - it's been TEN years......

Do you have a hankering for some soggy French fries? [yummy, what I ate for lunch for five years] Perhaps you miss hanging out at Faye's [the corner store]? Or maybe, just maybe, it's been almost 15 years since you were last water ballooned at a barbeque.....It is for the above reasons (ok, and a few more), that it's time for your 10 year grad reunion!

Date: Sept-Oct 2005
Location: TBA
Cost: Approx $20.00-$30.00 per person
Details: More to come soon!

At this time a few of us have begun planning the event but we need your help. We need contact information for many of your fellow classmates. Currently we have about 1/3rd of the class. Please take a moment and read the list below for those we do not have contact information for and forward their email addresses and phone numbers to TD at this email address(td@--.ca) as soon as possible.... And don't worry, we promise we won't give contact information to anyone else.

Thank you and we look forward to seeing you all soon. You will hear more from us shortly.

TD, CM, McG and SA*.


Yup it’s that time in my life to get all giddy about seeing a bunch of people I never really liked in the first place again. This is the email I received a few weeks ago after accidentally running into an old high school acquaintance and in my shock and confusion passed on my email address. *All names have been shortened and/or changed to protect the idiots—innocent, sorry

After receiving the above email I went through my email addy book and wrote this to the few high school friends I still have, about five out of a class of 350.



Here is the freaky info for our grad reunion. Scary that it's been ten years. I'm emailing you guys cuz you're all considered MIA, send on an email to TD, he's getting this thingy all organized. I didn't send him your email addys cuz I don't know if you all want to be found or not. This whole thing makes me feel weird.


A few days later I got this reply from a dear friend who moved very far away and I rarely see, but consider him one of my best friends. He’s the type of guy that even if we don’t see each other for years and years we’re still friends and even though we don’t have a lot in common any more we shared the horrors of high school so there will always be a bond. (His letter has been edited by me for length, relativity and privacy)



Sorry I've been so lax in getting back to you. I was on vacation in Idaho. But I did want to get back to you all this time, and a continental breakfast at a Quality Inn seems as good a time as any.

Thanks for not passing my e-mail along. I'll have to think about whether I want them to find me. It would be real money for me to get there, so it's a hard call. It will depend a lot about who's going -- I would be interested in seeing people I was close to again, but I don't have much sick curiosity about seeing the "popular" kids again (and they seem to be the ones organizing this thing.) And on the other hand, to see the people I got along with, I don't really need a reunion for that necessarily. Unfortunately, that time M and I came to visit was just way too short.

To be honest, I miss some of the teachers as much as some of the students. I would like to see Mr. G, Ms. D, Ms. O, Mr. B, etc.

So, how's motherhood treating you? That's something I always thought you'd be good at. Any other news in North Van?

Take care,
DM


Of course I replied… and this is what I had to say for myself…



No worries about taking your time to get back to me. That's what's so great about email. What did you think of Idaho? Sorta weird huh? I understand about not being sure if you want to be found. I wasn't sure if I wanted to be found either, but i still live in the same house, so they'd track me down, and I’d rather surrender peacefully then be attacked in the night. Can't you just tell how much I loved high school?

I think quiet a few of our gang will be there, and besides I’ve heard a rumour that TD is kinda bald, so really that's why I’m going to show up. I'm trying to convince FA to go as my recently discovered lesbian lover, but she seems to believe too many people would know it’s a lie. I think that's what makes it great- our friends know the truth- but we'd confuse the hell out of the 'popular crowd'.

Being a mum is great fun. Owen is a terrible brat some days, but I guess it's payback for my childhood behaviour. I love being a mum, it's a lot of fun and a lot of work, but I get to watch cartoons and play at the park all day, you can't beat that!

news of the shore--- hhmmmm well we know own my parents house, we bought it from my folks this spring, we are now proud members of the freedom 85 club, how's your house? As much of a money pit as this place has become?

Lets see... what else... WH had a baby boy last Oct/Nov (she's going to kill me that I can't remember the date) named M. And LD and LD had their baby in May MM. FA got engaged after swearing she's never marry and now all I hear about it silk dresses and "my colours". NMO is teaching eng 12 summer school this summer. We're trying to get together before she starts teaching. I'd like to see here before the class starts cuz I’m worried the hooligans in summer school might kill her.

I have these odd run ins with old high school folks now and then, I guess that's what I get for staying on the shore. But that's all the news I can think of right now--

I think it would be great if you guys made it out for the stupid reunion. We can plan one of our own for our crowd, have it at my house and just invite the people we want to see again PPFFFFPP~~~[raspberries] to the popular crowd. I watched Grosse Point Blank awhile ago- now that's what a reunion should be. Just think we could make our own movie about it-- all coming of age and look how far we've come crap and a few hits for hire to add some spice.

Think about it! I’ll give you the staring role as the "guy coming back after many years away" you'll see how everything's changed but nothings really changed and it'll be all naughide-- sorry nostalgic-- and beautiful and tragic at the same time. I'll be the girl who never left and I'll should how wonderful the past truly is and how you can come to terms with the popular crowd and we'll all reunite and be friends forever and ever and ever.

Man I should give up this freelance shit and become a screen writer Oscars here I come!

(Sorry it's early and I haven't had much coffee yet-- this is one of those emails I should sit on before sending, but I'm going to send it anyway...hope you enjoyed my little diatribe.)

Big hugs
FM



So this is my life, welcome to the movie version.
 
Pink Floyd Diva
06.15.05 (12:13 pm)   [edit]
I’ve had that song “if you like pina coladas, if you like walks in the rain…” stuck in my head since yesterday. The ruler and I spent the day with my best friend and her little ruler out at her house in Port Moody yesterday.

Port Moody, by the way it the first known spot that white man stood –and slept- in and around the Vancouver area. Of course the natives had been there for years.

Anyways, it was one of those iffy days, sometimes sunny, sometimes not, and the thunderstorm of the day caught us outside at the park down by the ocean. We were a half hour walk from her house when the down pour started, and the Ruler, for all his lack of raincoat Loved it! He ran around on the pier with the wind in his face the whole time it rained, about 20 minutes. Of course I also ran with him and as a result of me not having a raincoat either I am now sick.

I’ve read everyone’s comments about my last big post and I am touched with everyone’s reactions. Thanks, I’ll pop my head back out of bed soon.

FM

Ps the subject name refers to the Ruler. I made him a little Pink Floyd t shirt last week, with iron on transfer paper and my trusty computer. After returning from the park and the rain storm he pulled his arm out of the sleeve and stuck it through the neck hole- thus he played around the house with his should bare in a very saucy way. A diva in the making? Likely.

FM
 
Editor Wanted: apply within
06.11.05 (5:40 am)   [edit]

Wanted:

Editor or Copy Editor, with cheap prices!

Job Outline: to review, edit, comment and
otherwise assist me in preparing my Novel
for self publication.

Required Skills: Fantastic Grammar,
a sense of humour, openmindess as this is
adult literature, must be over 18,
have the time to do this work Now
desired publication date: aug/sept 2005
for more info send a Private Message to Fairmoon

 
The case of the dissappearing Witch
06.10.05 (3:18 pm)   [edit]
The case of the Disappearing Witch.

My absences from forums and tblog have been noted. The fact that most of my posts over the last few weeks have been inconsequential and odd has also been commented on.

Why is this?

The Case of the Disappearing Witch has been solved. I’ve been avoiding some issues.

The other day I went to an eye Dr. appointment and the receptionist was very rude to me. There’s no point in rewriting the whole story because the point is not the fact that she was rude, but the fact that I didn’t inform the Dr. of this rudeness when I saw him. Really I should have. He’s the only one with the “authority” to talk to her about customer service and that the polite was to work with clients.

So why didn’t I say anything? Essentially I don’t like conflict. “WHAT THE !#^%$?” you say, this blog is steeped in conflict. I’m challenging belief systems by writing about my non-mainstream one. If I don’t want conflict I should stop posting about being a witch.

In the general sense conflict entices me, but on a personal one on one level I avoid it. I don’t like telling people I’m upset with them. I don’t like getting other people in trouble, and so usually I keep my mouth shut and say nothing hoping it all pass.

In the case of the receptionist it will pass, did pass. I don’t have to go back there for another two years and by then both her and I will likely have forgotten then incident.

However, in my avoidance of conflict here at tblog, I realized that until I speak on this issue I struggle to write about other things. I feel like I’ve left a conversation unfinished and I also struggle with how to complete it. I need to clear the air.

For the longest time I have spouted that I am accepting and open-minded about all faiths and religion. I believe that all paths to the divine are equal and valid. My only exception to this rule is when harm in done to people, in the name of faith. I give people the benefit of the doubt that their faith falls under the category of –harm none- like mine does. Until they prove me otherwise.

This is very hard for me to say because I like these people, and I know that the argument will come back to me that it’s personal opinion and there’s this and this and this and this and this scripture that backs up their beliefs as valid, and do not harm because by believing what they do they can better achieve salvation. I know all this, and that’s not what I’m talking about. That’s not my issue. I don’t need the quotes, the Bible is not going to change my mind.

It is more personal for me. It’s not about religion in a general sense, but about us one on one and how I think about these people differently now. I don’t want to destroy the interfaith work that has already occurred by me expressing these views, but I can’t continue without expressing them.

So what’s my beef that I’m talking about without actually saying? Two topics, one said best here at hughmanatee’s blog: http://www.tblog.com/template...

I just can’t see how believing that everything done outside of God is a Sin. This means that the good people at the Harvest Project http://www.harvestproject.org..., a non profit, non denominational group helping to feed North and West Vancouver’s poor children are sinners, because they don’t do it in the name of God.

And the Downtown Eastside Resident's Association http://www.vcn.bc.ca/dera/ove... who are also non denominational and helping the homeless of Vancouver are also sinners, and all of their work is in a sense a waste? How can that be?

My second issue is more troubling and likely to ruffle a few more feathers. It’s the whole born in sin thing. I asked of over that the holy wild forum http://s10.invisionfree.com/t... “When you look at your children do you see them completely steeped in sin?”

The answers I got:
“yes, I do see my children as being steeped in sin. They are human and were born with a totally depraved sin nature. They are not able to do any spiritual good without being saved from their sin by Jesus.” Shayno

“I don’t want to think so but even in the joy of having and raising two beautiful kiddos I have witnessed sin in each of them. My understanding is based not only on biblical statements but on the fact that my experience with them supports what the bible teaches about sin. Graceshaker

I just can’t look at my son and see a sinner. A brat sometimes-these days, yes, but the moment he was born, he was perfect and closer to God then he will ever be again. He was born in the likeness of God, not original sin.

(for a better understanding of my thoughts on original sin read this post, post Jan 14th 2005 http://www.tblog.com/template...)

All Children are born in the likeness of God with the goodness of creation in his/her heart unsullied and perfect. Sin [can] obscure and distort this but [cannot] erase it. God [is] not separate from creation and a part of all things created by God.

I can’t imagine ever telling my son that he is a sinner. I had a friend once with a dad who told her mum everyday that she was nothing, worthless, and a disappointment to her family. The mum divorced her husband and considered charging him with abuse. He never hit her, but his words hurt just the same.

Once I was verbally abused by a man at my work. To make a long story short he yelled some nasty names at me and we’re all pretty sure he would have hit me if he hadn’t seen security coming and took off. The force of his verbal attack was the same as if he had hit me and I could have easily reported him. Verbal abuse is as much of a crime as physical and sexual abuse.

Do you see where I’m going with this? To call your child a sinner, to tell them regularly that the only way to not be a sinner is to “do this” is child abuse.

Shayno, continues with “we are all sinners. Those who are "saved" and those who are not. The only difference between the two groups is one is viewed as righteous by God because of their faith in His son Jesus.

So even then you’re still left with the feeling of guilt because no matter what you do, your father – God- will always view you as a sinner. A righteous sinner, but still a sinner. Even though you have faith, you’re still not perfect, never will be, and will always be a disappointment to the family.

This is abusive. We don’t accept this sort of behaviour from regular people, why then do we accept it from a religion?

I posed this question once a long time ago to a different woman who talked about original sin and being born in sin. I mentioned that I believed that God is within us and surrounds us with light and unconditional love, not sin. Her response was that to her believing that God was within her was tantamount to rape.

Tit for Tat I suppose.

I have been thinking about this a lot over the past few weeks and I just can’t come to accept these beliefs as anything but harmful. I know that these guys love their kids. I know that they don’t want any harm to come to them and don’t believe that these beliefs are harmful. I get that.

I am troubled that my respect for them has been diminished and that I feel different emotions towards them. This has become a very long post. My intention of it is not to call names or anything like that. I feel the need to clear the air about this. I can’t let it sit within me, because if we are going to have open conversations about faith they need to understand where I stand as much as I need to understand where they do. I do want to continue my interfaith chats, and I hope that I have not offended beyond forgiveness.

It’s not about accepting the beliefs, I never will, it’s a matter of being able to accept the people who hold those beliefs.
 
Hey Vancouver I need to pee
06.10.05 (5:33 am)   [edit]
This morning sympatico has a featured article about the piss problem in Vancouver. This is of course a problem in all major cities, where the homeless don't have anywhere to pee. I distinctly remember the stench in the Metro stations of Paris, where the homeless peed because all the public toilets are pay toilets.

It seems that in the past few years the number of homeless in Vancouver’s east side has risen drastically. Could it be the cuts to health care that caused the mental hospital to close wings, discharging people who were/are clearly mentally ill and unable to cope on their own? And could it be because of cuts to social programs that have caused people to not be able to pay merger rents and eat so they’ve ended up on the streets?

My politically minded sister would shout "YES of Course!" I on the other hand, don't see it as one problem causing another - A = B, I see it as the general way our society is run. Our culture has caused this, and many other problems. There's no one to blame, we're all to blame.

I very rarely write about political/social/economic al things. My knowledge in these areas in mediocre best and I won't have decent rebuttals when someone comes here to challenge me. I do however agree with Kim Kerr, general manager of the Downtown Eastside Resident's Association [who] said he [was] disgusted with the plan.

"This is a ghetto where people are turned out to rot, we're talking about adults with the mental capabilities of 10-year-olds who are addicted to drugs. They have no home, they have no toilet. What do you expect," Kerr said.

"We are worrying about the mess of piss in the street while homeless people are dying. Let's spend the money on toilets on houses. We treat human beings in this city with less concern than we show animals."

to read the full story, go here: http://news.sympatico.msn.ca/...
 
My house is a freakin' zoo
06.08.05 (1:16 pm)   [edit]
The crows are in the maple trees making their typical racket. Either one of their babies has fallen from a branch again, or we’re far enough into the season for flying lesson time.

Actually I’ve been proven wrong. Crows don’t like raccoons and as I lean to the left and look through into my kitchen I see a Raccoon sneaking in the cat door, for food.

“No!” I shout and slap the desk. With more agility that this overweight creature should have it jumps back up onto the window sill and squeezes out the window. I walk into the kitchen and slap my hands again on the kitchen table and the raccoon hops off the bar fridge on to the sun deck. The Crows in the trees go nuts! I slide the cat door shut but the raccoon remains on the deck, looking, hoping… but there’s no food there now.

Sometimes the crow family in our area hatch malformed babies. In an effort to control their DNA they boot the babies out of the nest. Once when I was about 8 we found one of their babies and took it in. Its flight feathers didn’t form properly and it probably would never fly. We feed it this disgusting smelling bended mixture of cat food, apples, and cereal. First out of an eye dropper, then Petey learned to feed himself. He wiled away his days on the step ladder on the deck, cawing at our cats who really didn’t understand that his black creature was a bird, and at night slept in a cage that my dad built.

Petey liked to also pull the plants out of my moms hanging baskets and sit in them too.

All summer long this crow lived with us and all summer long his parents watched us from the maples over the deck. At first the dived at us, so close they took strands of hair. Then when they saw is feeding their baby –we wore bike helmets- they stopped the attacks, but continued to watch.

In the fall when we kids went back to school, my mom was also going back to work. There was no one to look after Petey who remained about as capable as a three year old. So he went to live at a Children’s Zoo, with some chickens. Apparently chickens do not make good roommates and he went AWOL within in weeks of arriving at his new roost.

A few years later this same scenario happened again, and Patty lived with us for a week, until she figured out the flying thing and took off. Then years after that another came, but this time didn’t survive a dog attack (neighbours dog). It’s about the right time in the cycle for another bird to appear, which is probably why I started thinking about this story when I heard the crows this afternoon.

I don’t know why I’m posting this story, it has nothing to do with anything and I’m not trying to make any subtle points about genetics, or DNA stuff. It just came into my head when I sat down to write, so I wrote it. There you go my post for the day.
 
directions to the not so secrect island- losers only
06.07.05 (3:58 pm)   [edit]
Here are the Mapquest driving directions to the "not so" secret island getaway for losers, like myself and Jerneedog http://www.tblog.com/template... who got voted of their islands of calm (oh maybe clams for the dyslexic) by asshole friends and coworkers (did she just swear?) By Goddess! Yes I did damnit!

See you there Jernee!

FM

Directions start from 666 Burrard street Vancouver BC, which by the way is a corporate office building located next door to Christ Church Chapel. oooowwwwwww spooky.

1: Start out going SOUTHWEST on BURRARD ST toward W GEORGIA ST/PROVINCIAL ROUTE 1A/PROVINCIAL ROUTE 99. 0.3 miles
2: Turn LEFT onto NELSON ST. 0.1 miles
3: Turn RIGHT onto HOWE ST/PROVINCIAL ROUTE 99 S. 0.3 miles
4: Take the GRANVILLE ST SOUTH ramp. 0.2 miles
5: Turn SLIGHT RIGHT onto GRANVILLE ST/PROVINCIAL ROUTE 99. 4.6 miles
6: Turn LEFT onto W 70TH AVE/PROVINCIAL ROUTE 99. 0.4 miles
7: Turn RIGHT onto OAK ST/PROVINCIAL ROUTE 99. Continue to follow PROVINCIAL ROUTE 99 S. 25.5 miles
8: PROVINCIAL ROUTE 99 S becomes I-5 S. 93.4 miles
9: Merge onto I-405 S via EXIT 182 toward BELLEVUE/RENTON. 19.1 miles
10: Merge onto I-90 E via EXIT 11 toward SPOKANE. 817.1 miles
11: Merge onto I-90 E via EXIT 456 toward SHERIDAN. 702.7 miles
12: Merge onto I-29 S via EXIT 396A. 346.1 miles
13: Merge onto I-435 E via EXIT 14 toward ST LOUIS. 28.4 miles
14: Merge onto I-70 E via EXIT 63B on the LEFT toward ST LOUIS. 242.5 miles
15: Merge onto I-64 E toward ILLINOIS. 78.2 miles
16: Take I-57 S toward MEMPHIS. 47.3 miles
17: Merge onto I-24 E via EXIT 44 toward NASHVILLE. 317.6 miles
18: Merge onto I-75 S via EXIT 185A toward ATLANTA. 178.8 miles
19: Merge onto I-475 S/GA-408 S via EXIT 177 toward VALDOSTA. 15.5 miles
20: Merge onto I-75 S. 300.9 miles
21: Merge onto FLORIDA'S TURNPIKE S via EXIT 328 on the LEFT toward ORLANDO (Portions toll). 192.4 miles
22: Take the SR-706 exit- EXIT 116- toward JUPITER. 0.5 miles
23: Turn LEFT onto W INDIANTOWN RD/FL-706 E. <0.1 miles > 24: Merge onto I-95 S toward W. PALM BEACH. 61.6 miles
25: Take the SR-84 W exit- EXIT 25- toward MARINA MILE RD/FLORIDA'S TURNPIKE. 0.3 miles
26: Turn RIGHT onto FL-84 W. 1.9 miles
27: Take the FLORIDA'S TURNPIKE TOLL ramp. 1.1 miles
28: Merge onto FLORIDA'S TURNPIKE S/FL-821 S via the exit on the LEFT toward MIAMI (Portions toll). 55.7 miles
29: Merge onto US-1 S. 123.5 miles
30: Turn SLIGHT RIGHT onto N ROOSEVELT BLVD/US-1. 2.3 miles
31: Turn LEFT onto GEORGE ST. 0.3 miles
32: Turn RIGHT onto WASHINGTON ST. <0.1 miles > 33: End at Key West, FL US
http://www.mapquest.com/directions/main.adp?go=1&do=nw&rmm=1&2si= gaz&un=m&2gi=0&cl=EN&ct=N A&2n=Monroe&2da=-1.000000&2rc=A5XAX&rsres=1& 1ahXX=&1y=US&1a=666" title="http://www.mapquest.com/directions/main.adp?go=1&do=nw&rmm=1&2si= gaz&un=m&2gi=0&cl=EN&ct=N A&2n=Monroe&2da=-1.000000&2rc=A5XAX&rsres=1& 1ahXX=&1y=US&1a=666" target="_blank"http://www.mapquest.com/direc...+burrard&1c=vancouver&1s= bc&1z=&2ahXX=&2y=US&2a=&2 c=Key+West&2s=FL&2z=
 
farm animals made my day
06.07.05 (3:36 pm)   [edit]
It’s been another one of those blogging loving days, well week I suppose. It’ve been concentrating on my final exam for school and haven’t thought about much else for a week, so now that it’s done, all those little things that I ignored, I have to deal with and it’s been overwhelming.

I did very well on my exam, so that made me very happy last night and this morning. I decided that I’ve been ignoring the Ruler for to long with all my studying so I took him to Maplewood Farm this morning. It’s the last working Farm on the North Shore of Vancouver and is great for taking preschool aged children too. There’s all the traditional farm animals there and a goat and sheep petting paddock. The Ruler and his little friend had a great time.

This woman in the parking lot really pissed me off though. We pull in to the lot and it’s full. The old lady is waiting for a car to pull out so she can back into it. I pull forward in the lot so I have room to turn around and this woman gestures at me “Oh no, I’m parking there,” she is frantic about it, she was determined to get the spot. And really really didn't want me to steal it. It pissed me off.

I saw her, I follow the etiquette of parking lots, "first there gets first spot". I understand that many don’t follow this unwritten rule of the road, but come on, she didn’t have to be rude about it. I was just trying to turn around.

We saw her later on walking with her granddaughter who looked about two, the same age as the Ruler. She had her on a lease. Need I say more?

After a terrific day at the Farm, I had a nap, which a sorly needed, then dove in to the trials of making a hair appointment. Why was this a trial? For many women it’s not, they get their hair ‘done’ regularly and have ‘a person’ who does it. I however don’t I usally just trim the split ends off my hair myself, and dye it myself, or with the help of my hubbie (he’s pretty good).

As a late Mothers day present, I’ve been given the gift of having it done professionally. Yippee for me! But getting the appointment was a @#!$%&** hassle.

First I didn’t know who to go see, having never gone, I didn’t want to just pick a random name out of the phone book. First choice, the woman who cuts my moms and sister#1s hair. She does a good job I’ve seen it. But her cell isn’t in service, and the salon doesn’t reply to phone messages, very rude!

Second choice, stylist to best friend and best friend’s mother, the line was busy, all three times I tried calling.

Honestly, at this point I’m totally stressed out. I’ve called three other friends to get recommendations, none of them are home. I feel like crying. The hubbie has Thursday off and will stay with the Ruler, then he works the next two weekends, then it's our friends wedding, and who knows if I’ll have time before then to get it done, if I can’t get an appointment Thursday.

I am crying, I don’t get the opportunity to pamper myself ever. This feels like my one time option.

In tears, I call sister#2 at work, and spend the first three minutes of our conversation convincing her nothing is really wrong, The Ruler is fine, though he is currently eating toilet paper, I just need a phone number of her hairdresser. After a chat with her I call her salon. First time the line was busy, second time it rang and rang and no one answered. I was ready to throw the phone through the window and shave my head.

Third time I call, they answer and I have an appointment at noon on Thursday. Thank the Goddess, I really would have regretted shaving my head.

*deep sigh* it was exhausting. I’m not even going to bother about a waxing appointment I’m sure the trauma will send me to the loony farm.

In other news. Now that school is done for the summer I can devote all my time to wasting it here, self publishing my novel and playing at the park with the Ruler. I love summer.

Oh and check out this link. (teehee, I’m such a geek, with a bad crush [haha ignore the pun]) it’s cool though, it’s also on the left side too. http://www.wilwheaton.net/ind...

Someday soon I’m actually going to get back to writing about Witch stuff. I think I’m just at a loss on what to say about it right now. Any thoughts from the peanut gallery?

FM
 
procrastination Rocks!
06.07.05 (7:07 am)   [edit]






You Are Ani Difranco!


Honest, real, and well liked.
You're not limited by any boundaries.
"And you can call me crazy
But I think you're as lazy as white paint on the wall"





Who's Your Inner Rock Chick? Take This Quiz :-)




Find the Love of Your Life
(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.




 
You know you're an American witch when...
06.07.05 (6:52 am)   [edit]
Okay, i'm a canadian, so i don't use an american flag for anything, we don't have Krispy Kremes, but is still a funny post. I've put a * next to the stuff I have done and a # next to the stuff i want to do.

You have substituted soda-pop for wine in ritual--
Coke=Traditional/Gardenar ian,
*Cherry Coke=Alexandrian,
Dr. Pepper= Eclectric,
7-Up or Vanilla Coke= Dianic,
RootBeer= Folk/Appalachian,
GingerAle= Native American,
Grape= Neo/Reconstructionist,
Orange= Chaos,
Pepsi= New Age/Wiccan,
Cream Soda= Faery,
Mountain Dew= Satanic

You have substituted cookies for cakes in ritual--
Almond Cookies=Traditional/Garde narian,
*Brownies=Alexandrian,
Chips Ahoy= Eclectric,
Sugar Cookies= Dianic,
Oatmeal Raisin= Folk/Appalachian,
Molasses= Native American,
Pecan Sandies= Neo/Reconstructionist,
Nutter Butters= Chaos,
*White Chocolate Macadamia Nut= New Age/Wiccan,
Vanilla Wafers= Faery,
Oreos= Satanic

You bought your chalice on eBay and it has at least one
dragon on it

You bought your athame at a Flea Market and it has
at least one dragon on it

*Your paten or pentacle on the altar is hand-made
ceramic that you bought at a Pagan Craft Faire and it has at least one
dragon on it (no dragon, it is ceramic)

You have left an 'offering' of hotdogs and potato chips under the oak
tree after a family cook-out

You consider the end of your driveway as a'crossroads'

*You have ever 'honored the Lord and Lady' in a tent in the back yard

*Marshmallows and S'Mores are incorporated in your Beltaine Fire celebration

*Your home is Feng-Shui, your Chakras are all open, and
your Aura is clean and you are not concerned about your Karma
because you harmed none today

You have ever saved the last sip of Mocha Latte and
the last bite of Krispy Kreme for the Fairies(they love Krispy Kremes!)

You have ever used Kosher Salt on the altar or burned
Opium incense (it does smell better than Sandalwood!)

You have ever used the Flag of the United States as an
altar cloth (only on 4th of July, Memorial Day and Veteran's Day!)

At least one of your ritual robes is denim or tie-dyed

*Your Goddesses are Isis and Diana and Hecate and your Gods are Odin
and Herne and Dionysius and if you invited them to a dinner party you
would serve sushi and quesadillas

*You have ever smudged your bathroom with white sage after your
husband/boyfriend/brother /father used it -------

#### And finally you KNOW you are an American Witch if you
hope someday to make a Sacred Pilgrimage to Salem, Massachusetts.

enjoy my wtichypoo friends, and everyone else, who may not get some of these jokes.
FM
 
Grow up would ya!
06.07.05 (6:00 am)   [edit]
one of those email forwards that i enjoyed... new post forth coming....

George Carlin's Views on Aging

Do you realize that the only time in our lives when we like to get
old is when we're kids? If you're less than 10 years old, you're so
excited about aging that you think in fractions.

"How old are you?" "I'm four and a half!" You're never thirty-six
and a half. You're four and a half, going on five!

That's the key.

You get into your teens, now they can't hold you back. You jump to
the next number, or even a few ahead.

"How old are you?" "I'm gonna be 16!" You could be 13, but hey,
you're gonna be 16! And then the greatest day of your life . . . you
become 21. Even the words sound like a ceremony . . YOU BECOME 21.
YESSSS!!!

But then you turn 30. Oooohh, what happened there? Makes you sound
like bad milk! . He TURNED; we had to throw him out. There's no fun now,
you're Just a sour-dumpling. What's wrong? What's changed?

You BECOME 21, you TURN 30, then you're PUSHING 40.

Whoa! Put on the brakes, it's all slipping away. Before you know
it, you REACH 50 and your dreams are gone.

But wait!!! You MAKE it to 60. You didn't think you would!

So you BECOME 2 1, TURN 30, PUSH 40, REACH 50 and MAKE it to 60.

You've built up so much speed that you HIT 70! After that it's a
day-by-day thing; you HIT Wednesday!

You get into your 80s and every day is a complete cycle; you HIT
lunch; you TURN 4:30; you REACH bedtime.

And it doesn't end there. Into the 90s, you start going backwards;
"I Was JUST 92."

Then a strange thing happens. If you make it over 100, you become a
little kid again. "I'm 100 and a half!"

May you all make it to a healthy 100 and a half!!




HOW TO STAY YOUNG

1. Throw out nonessential numbers. This includes age, weight and
height. Let the doctors worry about them. That is why you pay " them " .

2. Keep only cheerful friends. The grouches pull you down.

3. Keep learning. Learn more about the computer, crafts, gardening,
whatever. Never let the brain idle. " An idle mind is the devil's
workshop." And the devil's name is Alzheimer's.

4. Enjoy the simple things.

5. Laugh often, long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath.

6. The tears happen. Endure, grieve, and move on. The only person
who is with us our entire life, is ourselves. Be ALIVE while you are
alive.

7. Surround yourself with what you love, Whether it's family, pets,
keepsakes, music, plants, hobbies, whatever. Your home is your refuge.

8. Cherish your health: If it is good, preserve it. If it is
unstable, improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve, get help.

9. Don't take guilt trips. Take a trip to the mall, even to the
next county; to a foreign country but NOT to where the guilt is.

10. Tell the people you love that you love them, at every
opportunity.

AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the
moments that take our breath away.

And if you don't send this to at least 8 people - who cares?
But do share this with someone. We all need to live life to its
fullest each day.
 
thanks surrogate
06.03.05 (6:23 pm)   [edit]
Thanks to surrogate http://surrogate.tblog.com/ (well Jesus actually - i guess) for posting this link. http://www.alternet.org/story... it's cool.

Surrogate i'm trying to send you a private message but Tblog must be sneaking drugs from those presription sites again and i can't do it. http://irishred.tblog.com/ I'll try later or tomorrow, unless you beat me to it.

FM
 
Cleaning Vs. Studying
06.03.05 (5:17 pm)   [edit]
As it tunrs out i would rather, make a wedding shower present, do the laundry, sweap the floor, wash the bathrooms, and do the dishes, than study for my final. My house has never been cleaner. 5 chapters down, 12 more to go by Monday 630 pm...

FM
 
OUTLAW
06.01.05 (8:20 am)   [edit]
Yup I should be studying, or at least writing something more meaning full, but well I'm doing this instead! QUIZES!


You Are The Outlaw
"Sure, I'll do it. My way."

Just because you do not conform to the same laws and rules as everyone else does not mean that you are a bad guy. You travel your own path, separate from those around you, with your own reasons for doing what you do. Because of this and your own nature, it goes without saying that you are generally misunderstood. That does not matter much, though, as people love you for being who you are. You are pretty well set in your ways and have no real intention of changing. This can come across as a flicker of arrogance if your not careful. You do what is right for you, and God help anyone who stands in your way.

Which Classic Story Role Do You Play?
brought to you by Quizilla

 

Demystifying Misconceptions


This Blog chronicles the journey of one woman as she attempts to define her faith and place in the universe.



I'm a geeky sort of Fae most of the time




Blog Posts of Note:

*Christian and Wiccan at The Same Time

*A Walk with Jesus’ Mom

*Finding God in Wicca

*Universal Myth and Personal Myth- Definitions in Consensus Reality

The Matrix: Systems Healing and Thinking, an Introduction

*Magic, Witches and the Bible

*A brief History of Wicca

*Wicca 101 part 1

*Wicca 101 part 2

*Spells and the Modern Witch

*Do Witches Worship Satan?

*Religious View

*Interview with a Witch

*A Witch's Story of Creation

*One Definition of the Divine

*I am a Witch

* Original Sin, from a Witches point of View

*Why a Witch Could care less about Harry Potter

*Satan is not my Sidekick

*The other people: Or how I learned to stop worrying and love the Bible