Sometimes (all the time) I feel like I have nothing to live for but then I think that if I can help keep her spirit alive that’s a pretty good thing.
love.
(Source: heterogeneoushomosexual)
Flickering street lights and;
Haven’t been around lately, finishing up a lengthy process AKA moving. Though I’m only an hour away from where I used to live, Orlando, and I’m back in my hometown Melbourne/Palm Bay, it’s been quite a fiasco. Since this is technically the first personal post I’ll be making on this blog, I’ll give a short rundown of my life in the recent past:
I’ve moved in with my best friend of seven years, Jesica, and we’ve also taken in Suzen, a very musically talented and confident young woman going through some hard relationship troubles, paternal and significant. I’m glad she’s come into my life, and through her I’ve met some other great people. Three weeks of hell though, it was. Disregarding zero access to the world wide web, the flat was, to understate it, disgusting. I’ve been cleaning it (with help here and there) for the past few weeks (along with taking several trips to get my ridiculous amount of heavy furniture and books—and knickknacks, can’t forget the knickknacks!) and it’s just now starting to come together. So I’ve finally allowed myself to relax a little, enjoy myself on a few nights “abroad the tea ship”, smoking hookah and other things. :’]
The point of this post is more centered around my spiritual and mental growth over these hectic past few months of my life. I felt a conscious shift in myself in the beginning of the year, and I’ve decided to entertain it, embrace it, and see where it takes me. I’ve always been a deep thinker—I suppose that’s the best word for it. I just think. About a lot of dense, complicated, and answerless stuff. Nonstop, to the point where it wears me out! So I’ve been heeding Jesica’s advice and taking a chill pill every now and then.
There’s two totally unrelated things I’ve been noticing lately that are strange:
1. All the nail and hair salons I’ve seen always have their neon OPEN signs on at ridiculous hours of the night! It’s irkingly unexplainable and probably unimportant, but it’s still curious!
2. I noticed this a few years ago, but passively, because I skepticize everything, myself included—I seem to effect lights. Street lights or house lights, it doesn’t really matter. The light in one of my high school stairwells always flickered when I went past it, but it never did for other people when I started paying attention.
Jesica’s the one who pointed it out recently, and until then I’d kept it to myself because it’d only happen every now and then—streetlights flickering on or off when I pass by them. But after she mentioned it, and we ruminated over the possibility of it being related to my energy, it happened again, two more times. Three’s the magic number. Interesting, right?
I’ve postulated it might just be a sign as literal as the “light bulb above the head” idiom: that I’m centered and harmonizing well with myself, my energies, and those around me.
The complex I’ve moved into, aptly named Hidden Harbor (it’s down a little kitty-cornered road behind a bit of a wood and a half-empty strip mall) is very spiritually active. It’s kind of interesting, because I’ve never really been in that kind of environment before. It’s a very nice tropical alcove though, right by a small river.
I’ve picked up recording my dreams again, because I’ve been having some interesting ones. I’m thinking about creating a dream tumblr to collect them so I can reflect later.
Anyways, I’m tired out from a busy day heisting Publix subs and sushi, hanging out with my amazing friends Huart, Stasha, and Danny, and driving around connecting to great music.
A good, relaxing, interesting day!
Christian Witch: Witches and Cats
No other animal is more frequently linked with Witches and the Craft than the cat, and in particular the black cat.
This is not just part of the mythology of the Craft, as many Witches live with cats. Notice I say “live with” not “own.” No one who knows cats will ever consider that you can have possession of one! Having said that, there is no reason why you have to live with a cat to be a Witch.
There is an enormous body of folklore surrounding the cat. A cat washing behind it’s ears is said to forcast rain; stroking an affected eye with a cat’s tail was thought to cure a stye, and so forth. Whatever you feel about such sayings there is no doubt that the cat is a very magical animal. One of mine, now sadly dead, could tell the difference between a true Witch and a pretender. Certainly both my current cats pay great attention whenever I am practising the Craft, and can distinguish between a candle lit for magic and one lit for ambience.
Another way in which cats and Witches are linked is that cats are probably the best domestic animal for borrowing. That is when you transfer a part of your mind into the body of the animal so that you can travel in it’s shape and experience the things it sees and does. Indeed; it is thought that the saying that a cat has nine lives is an indication of the number of times a Witch can ride with a cat in this way.
From: The Real Witches’ Year
10 Day Pagan/Wiccan Challange: Day 7
07. A random fact about Paganism/WiccaTo me, the power of your thought is influential above any tool or incantation used in a spell.
