Today’s Tarot Card for November 23rd is The Chariot

The Chariot

Friday, Nov 23rd, 2012

Traditionally, the card usually entitled the Chariot points to a triumphal feeling of freedom, as if the charioteer is being paraded through the streets as a hero (or heroine). The card reflects congratulations for high achievement, and serves as a sign of empowerment.

Huge wheels and frisky steeds speed the rate at which the driver’s willpower can be realized. This kind of charge makes more of the world accessible to anyone ambitious enough to seize the Chariot’s reins. But there is danger in this feeling of freedom, because of the increased rate of change and its power to magnify mistakes in judgment. As a seasoned warrior, the Charioteer is called upon to be extra attentive to the way ahead.

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Today’s Tarot Card for November 3 is The Chariot

The Chariot

Traditionally, the card usually entitled the Chariot points to a triumphal feeling of freedom, as if the charioteer is being paraded through the streets as a hero (or heroine). The card reflects congratulations for high achievement, and serves as a sign of empowerment.

Huge wheels and frisky steeds speed the rate at which the driver’s willpower can be realized. This kind of charge makes more of the world accessible to anyone ambitious enough to seize the Chariot’s reins. But there is danger in this feeling of freedom, because of the increased rate of change and its power to magnify mistakes in judgment. As a seasoned warrior, the Charioteer is called upon to be extra attentive to the way ahead.

I Wish You and Yours A Very Pleasant & Blessed Weekend!

Good afternoon! It seems like we are apologizing all the time now. I am sorry for not getting on the blog sooner. I was tired and it was Saturday. I forgot that I didn’t have this Saturday off. Old habits are hard to break.

We ask you have patience with us. We will eventually get our act together. We are going to let Lady A try to start doing the daily postings again. “Let,” lol!  She is still weak but get stronger each day.  I know she don’t want to admit it but I think she got out of the hospital too soon. She probably raised hell to be released and they let her go. She doesn’t like to be away from home and her animals. I can’t say I blame her. At first, she would get tired sitting up and have to lay down after so long. The last couple of days, I have seen her strength growing. She wants to get back to the blogs and all of you. We will give her a try next week.  If she gets tired, I will just take over the postings. She is bull-headed and determined to do things her way. The only way to let her know she can’t do something is to let her try.

We love and support her. I guess you could say we sort of carter to her. She is a very special Lady and we feel fortunate to have her as a friend.  I feel fortunate to have her as a sister. We might not be blood but I don’t believe you have to be blood to have a bond such as ours. I am sorry I need to get this information out to you today, don’t I?

I hope everyone has a pleasant and blessed weekend. I promise I will be on time tomorrow.

Anastasia

 

 

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Daily Motivator for Sept. 12 – Feel good

Feel good

You can feel whatever way you choose to feel, so choose to feel good. Feel  good about yourself, your world, your possibilities and your life.

You don’t have to ignore or deny the difficult realities in order to feel  good. You can be fully aware and involved with life’s realities and still choose  to feel good.

You can endure pain and disappointment and still choose to feel good. For  there is a beautiful part of you that can always rise above the most painful and  burdensome difficulties.

Choose to feel good, and you put yourself in a position of power and  effectiveness. Feel good, and feel the genuine strength of your true purpose. 

Feel good, and open yourself to the best possibilities. Feel good, and  generate new positive energy for moving forward.

Whatever the situation, feel good about yourself and about what you can do.  Feel good about life, and let those feelings create a positive reality.

— Ralph Marston

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Wishing You A Very Blessed & Happy Thursday, dear ones!

Well here I go again, apologizing for running late. But this time I believe I have good news and you will like why I running late, lol! We are currently in the process of opening up our own store. Yes, you hear right, the WOTC is going to have its’ own online store. After several weeks of going through agreements and terms with providers, we have found a fabulous one. We are going to be able to give all of our FOLLOWERS super discounted prices!  Then, of course, to the general public, we will have coupons and other promotions for them. That once again, our FOLLOWERS can use with their already low prices! We are all super excited about this. Opening our own store has been a dream for a while and now it is coming true. Thank the Goddess!

The only bad thing about the deal is, I am the only graphic designer in the bunch. So I get to sit at the computers, get the eyestrain, backaches, and all those other nasty little things that happen to you when you are at the computer to long. But I don’t mind it a bit. You know why? Because I love all of you! This is going to be some incredible that we can offer you. So I don’t mind a bit, if I look like the hunchback of Notre Dame time this is over with, lol! (I hope not though :s)

We will be offering about anything you could want. Athames, staffs, cauldrons, herbs, hard to find herbs, Books of Shadows and much more. You are just going to have to check it out when we open it. And, of course, there will be a huge announcement when we do. So for the next week or two, please have some patience with me. Please!!! We are in the process of making one of our dreams come true and you are going to benefit from it. Remember though, to get the discounts and then use the coupons and promotions on top of you discount, you have to be a current FOLLOWER of the WOTC. So take a moment to press the follow button.

Anyway, I am going to run for now. I just wanted to apologize and share the good news with you. I hope you have a very blessed Thursday, my friends!

Lady A

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BEING CALLED TO A PARTICULAR DEITY

 

I recall someone talking about a feeling of being called to a given deity, and

how to know this was for real, and how to go about making it Signed and

Official(tm) and all that . . . I thought I’d give out with few (yeah, right)

words as to my own experiences this way.

I’m pretty much a believer in the notion that a person is best served by

following their natural inclinations on some ways.  I found my own Craft name

this way — I just sort of waited until I found the “right” name.  I waited

until I got a handle on what I was like at that time (it may change in the

future) and at that point, saw the name as the proper noun that described what I

was, the word for my inner nature.

It’s not a name in any but the most basic sense — a description of what I *am*.

It’s no more a “chosen” name that an apple “chooses” to be called an apple.

It’s simply the name we have for the thing.

Finding a deity figure is similar, and the one that fits you is often different

from time to time.  Don’t look for one that you like and say, “I want to

dedicate myself to that one.”  Look inside yourself and see what’s there — and

don’t lie or hide anything.  Honesty is needed here.  Know yourself, and then

see if you can find a deity matchup for what you see.  This is what I mean by

seeing what your own natural inclinations are and then going with them.

Oftentimes, the deity will just sort of fall into place with no effort, like a

dewdrop rolling off a leaf.  It just finds the proper time and bango — it

happens.  Very zen, actually.  This is similar — if you relax and just know

yourself, the deity will fall into place with no effort. Well, enough effort to

read books and research so that you’ll be able to know him or her when you see

them.  But research isn’t effort — it’s fun!

My own deities are a bit odd — the moirae from the Mycenean/Greek pantheon are

good, as is the Minoan god Kouros.  (Never let it be said that your deity has to

be the same gender!)

Anyway, the only advice I can give you is to know yourself and then when you see

your deity you’ll recognize him or her as the right one. Choosing one that isn’t

a good fit is a bad idea

Wishing You A Fantastic Wednesday! 2 More Days To Friday!

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Good morning, my dearest of friends! How are you today? Me, fantastic!!! I did some astral projecting last night. It was great. I went back to a very happy time in my life. Then I came back, I relaxed and fell asleep in the floor. Then this morning at 6:00 a.m., my son ran in the bedroom. He proceeded to hit me on the foot with a magazine, hollering, “Get up! Get up!” He then ran like hell. He woke up Kiki and she flew off the bed trying to eat him up. He came back and told me, “my damn dog bite him!” I told him not to worry she had all her shots, lol! Then he turns around and goes back to bed. I thought what the heck? So I went down to his bedroom, and told him to get his butt up! He had to get up and go do something at a boarding kennel he works at. The kid has three jobs. But his point of getting me up was something I said yesterday. For supper, I unthawed some pulled pork I had made and we had sandwiches. I told him I had slept to late to put a roast in the crock pot and let it cook. So he got me up this morning were I would have time to fix that roast.  I thought you little poop!

Funny thing, Razzy remembers my son from the dog attack. I went down to his room last night while he ate. There was clothes drug out of plastic garbage bags all over the place. I asked him, if he was looking for something. He said no he figured that one of my cats had been playing. While we are sitting in there, here come Razzy. She is crouched down on the ground, sneaking in the door. The next thing, she has one of his shirt and is off and running. I laughed my rump off. My son chased her till he finally got his shirt. His dear sweet wife packed up all his stuff in garbage sacks and sit them on the porch for him. I haven’t said anything about this to anyone but she is trying to paint him as the villain. He might be my son but he isn’t a villain at all. His wife is two months pregnant and come to find out she has been having an affair.  She would take their two kids to her grandmother’s and then she would be off to meet her man. It gets me, my son working three jobs. He has a brand new house, two new cars, he has given her anything she wants. Then she does him like this. I told my son, very gently, that he might want to consider having a DNA test on this third child. He agreed with me.

My son has changed so much since he has come back out here. It is expected that when he comes home from work that we sit and talk. He said talking to me clears his head. He also apologized for the way he has treated me the last seven years. He told me I was right all along. Between my two children, my son was the one most interested in magick. I asked him last night if he has a moment would he like to help me in operating the Ouija Board. He told me, I was crazy. Then I reminded him what a time we use to have. He then said, yes if he had the time he would like to help me. Then he wanted to know if I still had those Tarot Cards he had gotten me one Christmas. I told him, he was crazy if he thought I would ever throw them away. He told me, he wanted a reading. After last night, my hopes are I am getting my son back. But with children and one on the way, who knows what might happen.

My son told me that her family had run me down and talked about like I was a dog. He told me that he had gotten the point to where he wanted nothing to do with me. Especially since they had started going to church. Then listening to her grandmother yell, “Suffer not a witch to live!” I quietly told him, I knew what was going on. He started crying and saying how sorry he was. Then he asked me, how he could have turned so against me? I told him I didn’t know. Perhaps these past seven years were something he was supposed to experience. Perhaps he just married the little *&$@^ just to spite me. Who knows? All that matters is that you knew no matter what, you could always come home. You knew this was your safe haven. The Goddess’ Love brought him home. Her Love & Grace will open his eyes finally. As for me, I am going to serve them a dish best served cold! Not only for myself but also my son.

Helloooo, My Friends! Having A Terrific Tuesday So Far?

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I certainly hope you are having a great Tuesday. I have tried to do several new things on the blog. And ain’t a damn thing went right!!! So I pulled some of my hair out and looked at the clock and said, “Oh, Crap!” Since the time got away from me along with my patience, I am going to do things a little different today. Normalcy will return tomorrow (I hope).

Have a fantastic day,

Lady A

Gentle thoughts for Monday, October 24th

Gentle thoughts for today:

1. Birds of a feather flock together and crap on your car.
2. There’s always a lot to be thankful for if you take time to look for it. For example I am sitting here thinking how nice it is that wrinkles don’t hurt.
3. The sole purpose of a child’s middle name is so he can tell when he’s really in trouble.
4. If you can’t be kind, at least have the decency to be vague.
5. Don’t assume malice for what stupidity can explain.
6. A penny saved is a government oversight.
7. The real art of conversation is not only to say the right thing at the right time, but also to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the tempting moment.
8. If you can smile when things go wrong, you have someone in mind to blame.
9. The easiest way to find something lost around the house is to buy a replacement.
10. He who hesitates is probably right.
11. If you think there is good in everybody, you haven’t met everybody.
12. Did you ever notice: When you put the 2 words “The” and “IRS” together it spells “THEIRS”?

VJ FEMIA

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I’m a Level 20 Mage Half-Elf. And You Are…?

I’m a Level 20 Mage Half-Elf. And You Are…?

Author: Greymentality

Roll up a character! It’s D and D time! Oh, you prefer Champions? Okay. Or perhaps some Deadlands for some flavor? Yes, I’m talking about gaming, table-top role-playing. If you don’t know what it is, it’s basically pretending to be someone you’re not and imagining a storyline that’s not really happening (save for inside your own mind) . You can fly, fight, and throw fireballs at people. It’s fun, really. But, it’s not reality, or is it?

Depends on what you consider reality. Is imagination reality? Well, who cares about the mind’s eye, hmm? Oh…did you say, we do? Well, this isn’t an article about gaming, but it is about power play.

In gaming though, we have something called the “power gamer” or “munchkin.” They know every tiny detail of every single edition known to man. They brag about it. They pull out the book and quote the paragraph and page number. “No, you can’t be a such-n-such in 2nd ed. It’s in the rules!” Anything to make someone feel down. More importantly, to make them feel superior and get their way.

Why do people do this? People in the magical community do it too.

“I’ve been practicing for 10 years now, how about you?” says the older Witch to the newbie.

I say this because I caught myself saying just this. (I just did it now in the article, but never mind that. It was for the point) I was talking to someone a few weeks ago. We were discussing more in depth about how we worked energy and craftings. I have been somewhat reclusive lately so I was honestly a little overly excited.

I realized I said this exact phrase to someone even though I knew he hadn’t been practicing too long. I wanted him to recognize that I knew what I was saying. I didn’t allow myself to be heard on my own merit, and I really wanted him to listen, so I said it. I knew it’d get his attention. It was pride. It was also manipulation of a sort. It is also a lesson I had to learn.

But, did I say it automatically with no real focus on wanting to feel superior? That’s also possible. Just an innocent comment. What else do you say when you’re trying to explain what you do and how you got to where you are? I seriously don’t know for certain whether I said it just because I wanted to share something I was proud of, whether or not I wanted him to feel on a lower rung, or it could have been just some sort of random bit of information that flew out of my brain onto my hands and into my keyboard where it was sent threw AIM to another person’s attention.

I’ll never know for sure. I can conjecture. I think I wanted attention, and that is a dangerous thing. Pride. Pride and fear. I was afraid that I would be rejected by someone whom I had a chance of being able to Work with. Reaching out is a frightening possibility when you know what it feels like to be discarded by others.

We all know this feeling, have felt it at some point in our lives.

“I’m a 2nd level Gardnerian Wiccan.”

“I’ve been practicing Reiki for 25 years.”

But, I ask you, are you good at it? I say this because what I said to someone made me start thinking. Well, it made me continue thinking on something that I’ve been pondering for a while. Thanks to my friend Jason J., I started contemplating the idea of “Those who know do, and those who can’t, teach.” Or in this case blab.

I’m not a High Priestess of anything. I’m just me. I don’t want to be on a high horse, I don’t like me there. I’ve found that those who know do. So true this. They don’t explain how they do it. They don’t need to. And as Terry Pratchett says, “The natural size of a coven is one.”

I suppose that’s why there are so many solitaries. People want to do what they want to do, just like in everyday society. However, there’s prestige in fancy names. Hence the title of the article. “I’m a Level 20 Half-Elf Mage, And You Are…?” Right smug if I should say so myself.

Now, people in covens aren’t like that. I’m talking about the magical munchkins specifically. Every coven, every Witch, every Practitioner should be rated on themselves. Every Witch is a solitary in the end, because we’re all alone in the end. It’s not sad either. We are social animals. We like being with others, sharing other ideals. That’s why religion is such a big deal. People want to feel supported.

More people to travel with on this journey called life. Or, they want to know that they are right. They want to feel a feeling of “I’m not alone.” Well, it’s nice and all, but it’s not forthright. Not entirely. The reason it’s not a sad thing to be alone is because it is a neutral thing. It is just a fact of life and death. Only you can live your life. Only you can be what you are. If you’re loud and rude about what you’re doing, maybe you’re doing it wrong.

But when to speak up?

Well, that is a question. We’re supposed to keep silent about our ways, even if there are books about it and people eating it up like the next new thing. Still, I think, that you should help those that need help. I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. Sometimes it’s good to get out there and dig in the trenches.

I made the mistake of saying what I did, because if he needed help he would have asked. Still, people aren’t smart creatures. You know we aren’t. Individuals are at times. So, take it slow. Don’t be all “I know this because…” It’s just talk.

Lead by example. It’s bound to sink in sometime that you know a little somethin’ when it comes to whatever you’re good at. Despite the fact that people want to be straightforward, it doesn’t work that way. We have to use social cues.

Don’t volunteer information so freely, or you’ll look desperate. People are suspicious of free things. Basically, don’t-give-it-up-on-the-first-date type of mentality. Listen. You learn so much more by listening. But now that’s out of the way and you’re not going to go out of your way to explain how much knowledge you have, lets deal with those who do.

Well, you have options, which is good. The magical munchkin likes attention. Take that away and you take away their power. Your absence is their kryptonite. Well, at least it’s a start. Others might not be so aware that what their saying is just for attention and not helpful in any way. Or is it?

I suppose munchkins have their place in this world. If you do want to know something that you just don’t want to look up, you could ask them and they’d most likely know (if you trust them as a good resource of course) . A property of a rock, astrology sign, Horus’ favorite flower, etc. So long as you expect them to try and reel you in with their oh-so-spiffy image as all-knowing, you can nip it in the bud. Short and sweet is how I’d recommend.

Also, don’t let them drag you down. They may be the loudest of the crowd, but there are others out there like you just looking for someone to hang with, discuss technique with, or perhaps perform rites and spellcraft with. So, just remember, we’re all human…but allow yourself to be picky.

But, what about the munchkin in question? Should we leave them in the wind? Alone? I’ve always figured that we are sponges of a sort a great deal of the time. We mirror others. Would you want to mirror someone that was so smug? If you are by chance friends with one, you can only be yourself and hope that some of you comes off on them. Just keep yourself in check.

Now, in gaming, munchkins are laughed at. In the magical community, it is somewhat the same. People are suspicious of free things, remember? But, remember that not everyone is seasoned. Not everyone in the community knows that a magical munchkin is a pariah of sorts.

Yep, I’m talking about those new to the Craft with more naivety than street smarts. They would most likely go toward a person who seems to know the most. That would either be a) the loquacious munchkin lacking practical knowledge or b) the charismatic mystical leader (that is a munchkin in his or her own right only concerning how to ‘handle’ a coven and look cool) . Either way, this isn’t exactly very good.

I know; who are you to choose friends for them? It’s just good to not let their only options be a power-hungry/drama-filled priest/ess or someone that could drain all of their excitement for learning by force-feeding them superiority-filled gloat. They’re new, they don’t know.

Wouldn’t it be nice if you were the normal friend? The reliable friend? Or maybe just add to your reputation as a good guy? Instead of being larger than life…erm… 20th level whatnot, just say, “Hi, my name is _____.”

Compassion, by far my favorite virtue. What? It’s not on the list? Oh well. Still…

Pride isn’t confidence, and to be good at what you do doesn’t need a title to make it true. And prestige is overrated.


Footnotes:
Terry Pratchet “Witches Abroad”