So, I joined SpellsOfMagic.com and out of 46 views (which is low, btw) of introducing myself only one person responded. LOL is right. Now, how is it that white witches can't speak to the grey? or the black speak to the grey? It baffles me. Neither extreme can exist alone and there have to be some of us to balance.
I promise, it won't rub off on them.
There are many people on the site that look like persons that I would enjoy communicating with. However, some are just so very, very young and I do not have time to teach because I am so hungry to learn . NOW. I also do not want to get inundated by requests for love spells and sex enchantments and that nonsense.
The site overall is great. There is a lot of information and you can literally spend hours just looking around. I will certainly support them.
Spells of Magic's site also has online covens, which make me smile. I just reviewed them and I am not certain I really fit into any one group. So, solitary I stay. One can join many but I do not have the energy and time to spare for anymore than one group, if that.
I have been wanting to create and bind my own manuscript. I hope to get rather good at it and be able to make my own paper well. I could then offer my services to those like me and create the special order, leather bound books that are so very rare. Can you imagine, the perfectly bound, leather, sacred, blessed book to fill with what you know and learn and hand down to your family? I envision pages made on the full moon of birch shavings which behold the very best energy work that is devoted to the full moon energies and rose petal pages devoted to Mother Mary, the Goddess and devotions to her for all of the intercession she has given and will continue to give. Magically bound with hand spun fibers filled with the pieces of you that matter the most and then the pages sewn together. The entire grimoire bustling with the energies that charge each page, each work and each success, each failure. A legacy to share with your blood so that they may grow from you and carry on the traditions of seeking GOD/DESS began by your ancestors.
Tuesday, May 10, 2016
Thursday, May 5, 2016
Crafting, Black, White , Green or Grey... well, I suppose it is determined by the day.
I craft grey.
I can not see a world where only extremes exist. I have been reading St. Augustine's Confessions in English and am happily surprised. So far, it explains much of the grey.
I cannot envision a good undefined by the bad or the bad undefined by contrasting good - and all that is in between.
I call the omnipotent: GOD. GOD reigns over all and is sexless as far as I know.
It stands to reason that in believing that GOD made all then God also made the black as well as the white, one simply does not exist without the other. It cannot. Otherwise it is without definitions as we know them here.
So, how can anyone, a crafter or not, explore this? Isn't denying or hating one or the other denying or hating about half of all that is your creator? your GOD?
I am a Christian as well. Maybe not in the sense of what most people define Christian but I believe that Jesus Christ crafted and explored and realized what I hope to learn. You can hate me for it, you can open an intelligent dialogue all the while knowing that you will NOT change my mind 99.9% of the time. I am not here to change yours so please do not try and "save" me. You cannot. I am saved whether you believe it or not, whether you accept my definition of "saved" or not. The one thing I am certain of is that YOU cannot save ME. So, please don't try.
Jesus Christ leads me to salvation and has condemned NOTHING which GOD has given for my path, This includes all colorful craft. I simply chose grey. White of light and dark of night, illuminate love and conquer in fight. I protect my own with every atom of my being. I can love but cannot yet conquer and safeguard with only light. In fact, I do not think I am built to do so in this plane. That is what darkness is for, I am a creature of both worlds and thus need both to survive as I now know how to. Maybe you are on a different path and I wholly respect that. I simply cannot fool myself anymore, not if I want to grow. I want to understand GOD, all of her, all of him.
St. Augustine asked GOD about GOD's leaving learning in the hands of woman. That made me wonder.VFG
I can not see a world where only extremes exist. I have been reading St. Augustine's Confessions in English and am happily surprised. So far, it explains much of the grey.
I cannot envision a good undefined by the bad or the bad undefined by contrasting good - and all that is in between.
I call the omnipotent: GOD. GOD reigns over all and is sexless as far as I know.
It stands to reason that in believing that GOD made all then God also made the black as well as the white, one simply does not exist without the other. It cannot. Otherwise it is without definitions as we know them here.
So, how can anyone, a crafter or not, explore this? Isn't denying or hating one or the other denying or hating about half of all that is your creator? your GOD?
I am a Christian as well. Maybe not in the sense of what most people define Christian but I believe that Jesus Christ crafted and explored and realized what I hope to learn. You can hate me for it, you can open an intelligent dialogue all the while knowing that you will NOT change my mind 99.9% of the time. I am not here to change yours so please do not try and "save" me. You cannot. I am saved whether you believe it or not, whether you accept my definition of "saved" or not. The one thing I am certain of is that YOU cannot save ME. So, please don't try.
Jesus Christ leads me to salvation and has condemned NOTHING which GOD has given for my path, This includes all colorful craft. I simply chose grey. White of light and dark of night, illuminate love and conquer in fight. I protect my own with every atom of my being. I can love but cannot yet conquer and safeguard with only light. In fact, I do not think I am built to do so in this plane. That is what darkness is for, I am a creature of both worlds and thus need both to survive as I now know how to. Maybe you are on a different path and I wholly respect that. I simply cannot fool myself anymore, not if I want to grow. I want to understand GOD, all of her, all of him.
St. Augustine asked GOD about GOD's leaving learning in the hands of woman. That made me wonder.VFG
Me, my blog and my universe
I have wanted for years to write my thoughts and how they are so related by those things which move my soul - mainly the power of words - in music, poetry, my heart, lyrics, times and places and spaces. This blog is not about what anything means to anyone else but me. I do not know what others thought or felt when they read something or wrote something or said something. The art they shared moved me and that is why they appear here - no other reasons.
You can read, you can agree, disagree and share but if you dare to judge and hate it is you not me that shall seal your fate. Plus, I will remove your hypocritical and asinine comments! VFG
You can read, you can agree, disagree and share but if you dare to judge and hate it is you not me that shall seal your fate. Plus, I will remove your hypocritical and asinine comments! VFG
Gypsy
Why always go back? to your velvet underground? Strangely mine is also San Francisco. I was a gypsy of sorts, seeking my footing. I searched for it all. I grabbed at it all. I thought I needed it all. Everything I needed was within.
I shaved all of my hair off today. Did a Britney Spears if you will. A awakening, a newness, a cleansing. My gypsy still remains. She was just a wish. She lives but cannot be relived. She is evolved.
For such a long time, I sought to go back, sought to reclaim her. My attempts failed. So, I killed her, angry.
She never really died, just cried. A lot.
I can hold her and protect her now but I do not have to be her again, I cannot be. She is me, I am not her anymore. She lives, she can breathe and no one will ever hurt her again.
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