Posts Tagged With: Pennsylvania

Your Animal Spirit for August 28th is The Beaver

Beaver

Beaver may be one of the hardest working animals on the planet. Beaver is attuned to both earth and water medicine, and is strongly attached to home and family. Beaver appears in your reading to remind you that sometimes there’s no substitute for hard work. Make a plan, create a solid foundation, then take  the next indicated step.

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Your Animal Spirit for August 17 is Beaver

Your Animal Spirit for Today
August 17, 2013

 

Beaver

Beaver may be one of the hardest working animals on the planet. Beaver is attuned to both earth and water medicine, and is strongly attached to home and family. Beaver appears in your reading to remind you that sometimes there’s no substitute for hard work. Make a plan, create a solid foundation, then take  the next indicated step.

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Did You Gasp With Horror?

If you didn’t, you’re not human. I am talking about the horrible news of the British solider being hacked to death in the middle of the street. I could not believe my ears. In the middle of broad daylight, one report I heard was individuals were watching! What in the holy hell is wrong with these people? To stand and watch another person get hacked to death right before their very eyes. My Goddess, is there no hope for this planet?

 

To add salt to an already very open and raw wound, the terrorist or murderer is tape recorded. I wanted to crawl through the TV at him. Blood still on his hands and shouting, “None of you are safe anywhere, we are going to kill you all!” You do know who that means don’t you?  The innocent ones, our sons, our daughters, our brothers, our sisters. These terrorists don’t care. As long as you do not belong to their religion, you are marked for death. They don’t care if you are a solider or not, you’re dead.

 

You’ve been warned, not by me but by the maniac waving his bloody hands in the air yesterday. Just imagine how many more maniacs there are like him out there.

 

Ever since 9 – 11, the Americans have been fed up. We took a stand that day on the Flight that went down in Pennsylvania. We decided if they are going to kill us, then we are going down fighting. I can never believe an act like what occurred in the England yesterday would happen here. We are fed up. We would have been out there in that street with ball bats, pocket knifes and who knows what else. We are not going to tolerate terrorism anymore. They are out to kill us. Don’t that make you sick at your stomach? They want everyone of us wiped off the face of the planet. I haven’t don’t anything to them. Have you? I would imagine that poor man hacked to death yesterday hadn’t either. His only fault, he had on a uniform. It could have been anyone with an uniform on. These people don’t care. All they care about is killing as many of us as possible.

 

It sort of reminds me of the Witch hunts of old. Except this time, it is everybody being hunted. I am an old soul. I know for a fact, I didn’t go down then without a fight nor will I now. The Burning Times have returned. But instead of the Burning Times it is the Killing Times. Are we going to stand idly by and watch this happen? As for me, I’m not. I hope you won’t either.

 

I believe it is time we call on two of our Greatest Goddesses that exist. Hecate and Morrighan. With our Almighty Great Hecate, we petition for Her to seek out all those that wish to do the Innocent harm. Show them swift and unmerciful justice. Our Almighty and Dark Queen Morrighan, we petition Her to protect the Innocent. Watch over them, protect them from all the blood thirsty maniacs till they can properly dealt with.

 

We are Witches. They want to kill us just like everyone else. Truthfully, since we are witches probably more so. But we will not stand idly by, we will take up arms. We have our Almighty Goddesses to help us and aid us in our quest to end this bloody madness. Let us use the power we have been given for now is the time. To call upon the Great Hecate and the Dark Queen Morrighan. Please for the lives of our children, make your petitions now.

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A Little Humor For Your Day – ‘Relationships’ (Be warned, a teeny bit dirty)

Relationships

by Anon

LOVE – When your eyes meet across a crowded room.
LUST – When your tongues meet across a crowded room.
MARRIAGE – When you try to lose your spouse in a crowded room.

LOVE – When intercourse is called -making love.
LUST – When intercourse is called -screwing.
MARRIAGE – When intercourse is a town in Pennsylvania.

LOVE – When you argue over how many children to have.
LUST – When you argue over who gets the wet spot.
MARRIAGE – When you argue over whose idea it was to have kids.

LOVE – When you share everything you own.
LUST – When you steal everything they own.
MARRIAGE – When the bank owns everything.

LOVE – When it doesn’t matter if you don’t climax.
LUST – When the relationship is over if you don’t climax.
MARRIAGE – When … uh … what’s a climax?

LOVE – When you phone each other just to say, “Hi.”
LUST – When you phone each other to pick a hotel room.
MARRIAGE – When you phone each other to bitch about work.

LOVE – When you write poems about your partner.
LUST – When all you write is your phone number.
MARRIAGE – When all you write is checks.

LOVE – When your only concern is for your partner’s feelings.
LUST – When your only concern is to find a room with mirrors all around.
MARRIAGE – When your only concerned as to what’s on TV.

LOVE – When you are proud to be seen in public with your partner.
LUST – When you only see each other naked.
MARRIAGE – When you never see each other awake.

LOVE – When your heart flutters every time you see them.
LUST – When your groin twitches every time you see them.
MARRIAGE – When your wallet empties every time you see them.

LOVE – When all the songs on the radio describe exactly how you feel.
LUST – When the song on the radio determines how you do it.
MARRIAGE – When you listen to talk radio.

LOVE – When breaking up is something you try not to think about.
LUST – When staying together is something you try not to think about.
MARRIAGE – When just getting through the day is your only thought.

LOVE – When you’re only interested in doing things with your partner.
LUST – When you’re only interested in doing things TO your partner.
MARRIAGE – When you’re only interested in your golf score.

LOVE- When a rainy day means more time to stay inside and talk.
LUST- When a rainy day means more time to stay inside and have sex.
MARRIAGE- When a rainy day means it’s time to clean the .

LOVE- You only leave the house to  and doughnuts.
LUST- You only leave the house to buy condoms and Vaseline.
MARRIAGE- You only leave the house when you’re allowed.

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The Witch Hunts of Old Hit Home

I have been thumbing through some of my books. Truthfully as I look through them, I can’t find anything at all that interests me to talk about. Except one thing that I learned about not to long ago that happened in my hometown.

All of my family came out of the mountains of Eastern and Central Kentucky. Most of the men were coal miners and the women were homemakers. I remember my father had come from a family of 13 children. There would have been 15 but two of them died as babies. My mother came from only a family of 3 children. Her baby sister passed on when she was 12 from lockjaw. She stepped on a rusty nail and there was no cure at the time. My father and mother met, married and moved to Western Kentucky. I grew up in this area and have lived here all my life. I always thought it was a very peaceful and lovely place to live. All those thoughts were scattered to the wind the other day. I learned of something terrible that had happened here. Down where the floodwall now stands on the other side of it, three witches were hanged. I cried.

The thought of those women or so called witches has been weighing on my mind. The is the first time, I had ever heard of the witch hunts and executions coming this far south. The details of the hanging are unknown to me. The names of the victims and what they were accused of is also. I want to know about these women. I feel a yearning to know. Perhaps it is a sisterhood or perhaps there Spirits are calling to me, I don’t know. But I want to find out.

I haven’t mentioned any of these to my husband yet. I know what he will say, “leave it alone. Don’t go snooping.” I had an aunt on my father’s side to just disappear. No one in the family ever talked about her. The only reason I know is because I did a little genealogy on my own. She showed up in the censuses and I also found a birth record of her. I even asked my sister about her and she had never heard of her either. It was always public knowledge that women on both sides of the family practiced healings and witchcraft. It makes me wonder if one of those women could have been my aunt.

I cannot even begin to think how to go about researching something like this. I know my husband runs across transcripts of Witch Trials no one had ever heard of before. He gave me one not to long ago about a trial in Pennsylvania that I have found no record of anywhere. I would love to find out more about these women. I would especially like to know if one of them was my aunt.

Perhaps this explains the strong feelings I have in regards to the Burning Times. Perhaps it explains why I am always talking about our Ancestors. I know I had several stoned and hung, distant ones not like an aunt. To me, an aunt is blood, real blood. I feel a responsible to find out what happened to her. Then I stop to think, if it was my aunt could I honestly handle the cruelty that I found out she suffered. Who knows if she was an actually practitioner? She might have been one of my relatives that was completely innocent. The thought of that makes me sick. The thought of her being tortured and no telling what else, just to make her confess. Then taken out to a gallows or even a tree and hung, it makes me cry. It is different when you read and heard about the old ones back in the 1600’s. But when you wonder if one of these women could have been your  aunt hung back in the early 1900’s. It hits home. It hits you square in your heart and soul.

The cruelty of people. How could people treat any of them the way they did? Did these people have any regrets? Didn’t they have any compassion for another human being? What happened back then, did the world go mad? I guess due to my tolerance and compassion for others, I will never understand it.

All I know is I want to know who these women were. Whether any of them were my aunt or not, I pray the Goddess gave them peace and comfort. I truly pray they were reborn into a much kinder and gentler world from which they came.

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Your Animal Spirit for September 2 is The Beaver

Your Animal Spirit for Today
September 2, 2012

 

Beaver

Beaver may be one of the hardest working animals on the planet. Beaver is attuned to both earth and water medicine, and is strongly attached to home and family. Beaver appears in your reading to remind you that sometimes there’s no substitute for hard work. Make a plan, create a solid foundation, then take  the next indicated step.

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SPELL TO BIND AN INHERITANCE

SPELL TO BIND AN INHERITANCE

First, you must obtain a porcupine quill. Granted, this isn’t an easy thing to do in this
day and age, but unfortunately, it is the only way.
Once you have the porcupine quill, the remainder of your spellwork will be a breeze.
Rub the porcupine quill with essence of Mir, which may be obtained without a prescription
from any apothecary. While stroking the quill with essence of Mir, intone the following:
Goddess of Mir, Queen of Night,
Confound mine enemies;
Prick (person’s name) with compunction,
Baffle (him/her) with blood.
(Prick your thumb with the quill and squeeze out a few drops on a smoking brazier)
Queen of Night, fair Proserpine,
Confound mine enemies;
Open (name’s) eyes so that (he/she) may do My bidding.
(Spit upon the brazier)
Artemis, brave Huntress,
Confound mine enemies;
Let the arrow find its mark.
(Blow upon the coals of the brazier until they glow fiery red)
Aphrodite, ruler of Hearts,
Confound mine enemies;
Let justice rain down from Heaven.
(Pour a libation of rainwater upon the brazier until it is extinguished; lay the porcupine
quill upon the extinguished coals.) So mote it be!
(After ensuring that the coals are extinguished, nail a live salamander to the wall)
This is a totally binding spell, so be sure that this is what you really want.

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And Last But Not Least, Our Special Kitty Of The Day for March 9th!

Sylvia, the Cat of the Day
Name: Sylvia
Age: Twelve years old
Gender: Female
Kind: Domestic Short Hair
Home: Harrisburg, Pennsylvania, USA
Presenting to Cat of the Day fans – Sylvia! She came to my life nearly twelve years ago – a stray kitten from a stray-friendly neighborhood. I was in the market for a new companion, having recently said goodbye to her predecessor, alas the Rainbow Bridge welcomed another angel. Soon after, I welcomed this sweet angel to my life.

Sylvia is wonderful; a true Diva Cat with many admirable qualities. She is open minded; calmly receptive to new experiences and new people, and curious about unfamiliar foods. As You can see, she loves to be outside when the weather is nice! In the city, enjoying her outdoor domain means being tethered on the balcony, but Sylvia, true to her name’s meaning, “from the forest”, is also an adventurous hiker. When the opportunity presents to walk in secluded woods, she walks right along with me – if we should lose line of sight between us, the ‘meowing’ begins! It is such fun to walk in woods with Sylvia as she meows occasionally to make sure we don’t get too separated. Very smart on her part as well, as her coat blends perfectly with Pennsylvania forest floors. If she would ever choose to strike out alone, I would be hard pressed to find her. Luckily for me, she believes that adventures are fun, but home is best!

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