Part I

So, I thought that I was done except to give the completed stole to Tom. Silly Beweaver…

Now, during that last talk with Tom I had said that I wanted to be friends. But when he threw the Christian / Cowan insult at me that changed. And every time I picked up that stole to work on it, I was filled with rage and resentment. I finished it as fast as I could and took it to him. He was/is a gardener and he gave me several plants from his yard in exchange. Great. Done. Handed it off, done. done. done.

One thing that I didn’t mention is that at the very very end, Tom brought in a woman he knew from his past. I will call her Kali. She was just as bitterly angry as he was. It was weird to be at the last ritual with them, Beltane. All those white flowers and candles and lovely faery lights and the rest of the weekend in anger and retribution. The only reason I bring her up now is because she was the nudge that began the second phase of this debacle.

I finally wrote Tom and told him of my dilemma. That I really had intended to be friends but that I found I could not. So sorry. Buh BYE. Continue reading →

I’ve been meaning to post about this for awhile. It’s not a story that shows me in the best light in any way but it was a huge learning experience for me. It was part of the process of getting rid of the death grip of Separated Ego. I’m fully aware that this lifetime is about my struggle with ego and grandiosity. The friend that survived with me coined the phrase Uncle Tom’s Coven, we were going to have it printed on black t-shirts. Maybe we still will. There are some details missing. Not to make myself look good, I can’t. But simply to keep this from being longer than it is. They are only details that further dig Tom’s hole, not mine.

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Hekate felt that she should have at least equal time with Herne. So here She is in all Her glory.

The Stag Man has been in my life a very long time. I have many wonderful things in my home that reflect this affinity and connection. But my altar has been sadly lacking in largish. mannish, imagery. I have lots of Goddess things. A few years ago, a dear (or is it deer) friend gave me a lovely plaque for my altar. The seller said it was Selene but we both yelled out “Hekate” at the same time. She is gorgeous, carries a torch, a sickle, there is a moon, and a cornucopia. Hecate indeed. And all this time there has been nothing on my altar to match her in stature. Until today.

I found him at Sacred Source, a fabuloso online place for pagan statuary.

He came! He came! Errrr. He arrived! Clicky to make him biggy. Sorry, can’t help myself. You know how he is. *wink*

I sold several no longer treasured books recently to fund my upcoming metalsmithing class. And had a little left over. Truth is, I spend money but I’m also cheap. I hate spending over $40 for any one item. I usually put items that cost that much on the back burner for awhile or until I get a windfall or sell something. I thought, you know. It’s time. I have $ now, it’s time.

Some might think it odd that I have Hekate and Herne on my altar. But really, it only appears that way. What I have is Hekate. Then Epona and Herne. My daily devotions are directed first to Hekate alone. And then to Epona and Herne. But I needed Goddess and God visual balance on my altar and this provides it. The two plaques are joined by many things including:

• a fork that a friend bent (to remind me of the “there is no spoon” concept)
• citrine crystal ball
• glass ball with waves and moon in a night sky
• black dog
• crow bone from my garden a year after a crow died. I waited until the elements had done their jobs and then collected what bones were left. I think this one is an upper wing bone. Too big for the leg I think. But perhaps.
• antlers (some real, some not)
• a Shiva lingham stone brought back from India by a friend
• a woven wooden pentacle
• a string of woven twig pentacles
• an aroma burner which goes very well with my Hekate plaque, very Grecian although I think of Hekate as being older than that and from further East

May the God and Goddess bless you all with staffs and fecundity, protection and stamina, love and beauty…