Compassionate Curiosity

secretsoftheserpent

Inside all of us there is a healing force or healing capacity.  Many of you have started the wake up process or you have been through it.  I take that as a given for my readers because if one has not at least started on the journey of waking up they will be repelled by my writings.  This world can be a very cruel place for the ones who have awakened.  So it is very important for you not to be cruel to yourself.  

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Energy Work: Sending Energy

Wolf Of Antimony Occultism

Sending energy is a basic energy technique that goes through the process of releasing energy out of  your energetic body. Through this basic process you are able to release specific types of energy from your being out into the world, or into other constructs which can be very useful for other techniques such as the enchantment of objects, or the process of sending someone else energy. This process could also be used in the releasing of energy during a state of energetic overflow. The releasing of energy also is done during processes such as grounding, though it is not controlled specifically like in this technique.

You are going to want to ground, and center before you do this technique, so that you will be able to bring all your energy, and awareness to the center of your being, and ground yourself within this moment physically, and energetically. This process may also be smoother if you get into…

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How to Help an Author: Leave a Review — Sylum Clan

I saw this on Charles Delint’s Facebook page and it’s so very true. This is why I leave reviews on Goodreads for the books I read. It doesn’t matter if the author is well established or just starting out. Reviews help get books moved on up the charts. Reviews help books get past the initial…

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Spiritism and Religion

Ozark Healing Traditions

I’ve talked elsewhere about the universal nature of Spiritism, but I thought it might be appropriate to look more closely at the topic of Spiritism’s relationship to religious traditions. In this article I will be using quotes from the 1893 edition of The Spirits’ Book, as translated by Anna Blackwell.

Early Spiritists came mostly from a Christian (specifically Catholic) background. Researchers would say this is for the simple reason that Kardec and his associates just so happened to be Catholic, and I would tend to agree with them, but for the fact that I believe what helped the Spiritist cause early on was growing from religious traditions that more emphasized mysticism than others. Many French Catholics, for instance, joined the Spiritist ranks under Kardec as a way to expand their already profound experience with the divine. With their doctrine of the Saints and angels who often intervene on human…

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The Shadowed Snow

Fantasy

Title: The Shadowed Snow by Paula Cas
Fandom: Original Fiction
Ratings: Gen
Summary: What do you see? Picture Prompt – Beginning the journey.

Standing before the Council of Sages, it was hard to hide my nerves. These were my teachers, mentors … My family. There was no need to be nervous, but ever since the moon hid her face there had been an air of anticipation permeating the pile of rocks … Uhm, the Keep, I called home. I pulled my attention back to Council as the leader of the Council began to speak.

“The time has come for you to begin the journey into your future.” I felt my eyes widen with surprise, but I held my silence. “You will be given all you need to survive your journey.” A page to the Council moved in front of me, her arms holding a staff topped with a beautiful crystal and a cloak.

“Where am I going?” I asked while fastening the cloak around my shoulders. From what seemed like a far distance I heard a gasp escape when I took hold of the staff. It automatically adjusted to my height and felt as though it had always been in my hand.

“You will go North until the moon shows the entirety of her face. There you will find your home until it is time to continue your journey. You will depart when the day overcomes the night.” The Council disappeared from my sight.

When I stepped from the Council chamber, the first thing I noticed was the first rays of the sun dancing across the beveled crystalline windows of the Keep. Tears pricked my eyes at the thought of my few possessions I would have no time to collect for one did not disobey when told to leave, so I vanquished the tears and with my back ramrod straight, I stepped out to greet the new day.

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As I walked, I found a water skin with a broken strap that was easily fixed, and a traveler’s pack found hanging from a broken limb. The ability to carry water and food found along the trail eased many of my worries. Living out in the temperate climate of my childhood home held little anxiety for me, but I worried about what I would find as I entered the northern climes, for they were not known for their hospitality. Puzzling on the words spoken by the Head of the Sage Council, I still had no answers when my boots first crunched in the snow.

The staff provided the spark for my fires, my cloak warmth from the sharpest cold. As I held to true North, water was plentiful, and there always seemed to be a rabbit or partridge that willingly sacrificed itself for my supper accompanied by tender shoots along the streams or winter berries the birds were willing to share.

Using what I had learned, I was able to keep my fears for the future grounded until I could feel them flow into the earth with each step taking me closer to my new home. With my body hardened to the trail and my mind armored against my anxieties, I watched the clouds part to show me the full face of the moon. Between the light of my staff, and the light of the moon, I felt no need to stop for the night. I continued to follow the small stream that had provided my water throughout the day. Seeing a hedgerow at the edge of the trees, I squeezed through the opening as the hedge grew around the flowing water.

Gaining my feet, I picked up my staff and shook the snow from my cloak. Looking up to see where next my path would lead, I saw the moon shining upon a Keep sitting atop a rocky isle rising from the frozen lake and knew I was home.

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Tuesday Weekly Challenge

February 26, 2019

Weekly challenge

RULES:  write your post on your own blog.

Link back to this post with a “Pingback”  OR copy/paste the *link of your own post* into the comment section of this prompt.

Prompt: Feb/26/2019: Poetry, stories, whatever you see/feel about this photo.

Mondays, I post a “Roundup” of all links showing in the comment section of this post.(Check that your link shows up in the comment section).

Photo prompt for this week:

Fantasy What do you See? photo challenge Tuesday, Feb/26/2019

Have a good week!

Hélène

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Druidry for the 21st Century: Psychopomping the Anthropocene

The Druid's Garden

As an animist druid, I recognize the spirit of all beings.  I honor and interact with the spirits in the land, in the trees, in the animals and birds, in the insects, in the rivers, in the mountains. Animals die, plants die, insects die. Their spirits live on.  In the Anthropocene, even mountains die, they are removed for mining activities all along the Appalachians and in many other places.  Rivers die, and have been dying cor centuries as we fill them with refuse. In the Anthropocene, many things die. What happens to that mountain’s spirit when the mountain is gone? What is happening now to the millions of non-human lives that are dying because of human activity? That’s the question we focus on today–as part of my druidry for the 21st century series.  Earlier posts in this series include Druidry for the 21st Century and Druidry in the age of…

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Yahweh Returns

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A large group of people were having a party at a large stadium.  It was before a championship soccer match, so they were all having a great time mingling among themselves.  Out of nowhere a man appears with a bellowing voice.  “Excuse me! Excuse me!”,  he says.  Everyone stops and looks at the man.  The place gets really quiet and the man begins to speak.  He says, “I am Yahweh.  You know me as God.  I just thought I would come back to Earth and see how things are going”.  Immediately without hesitation some people crowded around him and start bowing to him.  Yahweh notices that not everyone is bowing down to him so he gets angry and screams, “Bow down to me! All of you!”  So even more run over to him and start bowing down. 

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The Skin You’re In (#herbs, #IBS & #skincare)….

My Herbal Adventures...

My skin has been a nemesis of mine since I was a teenager. Yet, the worst years were in my early twenties for breakouts and trial after trial of trying to fix what seemed to only get worse. As I tried to figure out how to fix it from the outside, without being willing to change my eating habits, it only got better when my alcohol consumption and relationship with nutrition & food changed in my mid-twenties. To this day I still struggle with my skin more than anything else in my lifestyle routine; due to a few reasons I will discuss below.

IBS! This has been a new discovery for me in the past few years. My sensitive stomach is really what has now been defined and given a name; Irritable Bowel Syndrome. Here are the list of symptoms in case you are unfamiliar:

  • Changes in normal bowel movements…

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Slavic Faceless Doll Talisman and its Magical Powers

Elder Mountain Dreaming

In ancient times, the Slavs took making doll talisman quite seriously. Dolls were the main charms, as each carried out their “duties”. Most identified with the image of female deities and goddesses, dolls like Zernushka was “responsible” for a good harvest. But to grow and harvest food is only half the battle. The harvest should provide a comfortable life and prosperity in the home and to do this without the doll Bogatka (Great Tit song bird)does not work, our ancestors believed this.

At its base, the doll had a wand also called a column, for which it was also called Stolbushka (same as Motanka Doll). For full prosperity in the house it was necessary to ensure that the doll was not bothered to fulfill its “duties”, it was hidden from prying eyes and could even be kept on an altar.

Slavic doll talisman not only decorates the interior or played with by children, they have always…

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Seed Libraries where library members can “borrow” fruit and veg seeds for free

Life & Soul Magazine

Public libraries across the US are offering library members free fruit and vegetable seeds to promote sustainability.

Known as seed libraries, these collections of complimentary seed packets are being made available in hundreds of libraries across the country. While some institutions simply give the packets away to library card holders, others allow them to be “checked out” with the understanding that the seeds of any future plants will be returned to the library.

A seed library is a place where community members can get seeds for free or for a nominal fee and is run for the public benefit. Many seed libraries are open in public libraries and community centres, and are run by nonprofits, clubs, or school groups.

The Seed Library Social Network, an online resource for anyone wanting to set up their own seed library, said: “For some communities, getting folks to garden and grow some of their own food…

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