I love the
journey we take on stories. I
particularly love the journey we take with television. There’s really no medium
like this. The experience is over in a couple hours with a movie. We can control how quickly we read a book
(even if we have to wait for additional sequels). But television? Television is
a week to week story that spans years. Or at least it is if you watch live from
start to finish. Television can be a long and arduous journey. Full of ups and
downs. Great episodes and horribly bad ones. We walk the road with the characters in real
time. It’s a serious time investment and the hope is the story eventually
connects. That the threads the writers weave come together in the end and we
can see the full picture. "Lian
Yu" is one of those rare storytelling gifts that repays all the many years
this journey with Oliver Queen five years ago. We have walked each step with
him. We’ve rejoiced with Oliver in his moments of triumph.
We’ve grieved with him.
We threw things at him with every maddening
step, we’ve watched Oliver come back to life.
It hurt and he fought it for a
long time, but slowly Oliver began to learn how to live again. Instead of
shutting himself off, he chose to build a life filled with purpose
his way out of the dark and into the light that was always there, deep
It was all
leading somewhere. A destination, a choice, Oliver had to make. No matter how
far Oliver has come there is always a piece of him that remains on the
island… and on the boat. Oliver had to
return to Lian Yu, one last time, so he could finally let it go. So he could
finally come home.
story is fraught with triumph and tragedy. There is both in “Lian
Yu.” The great tragedy is once Oliver decides who he is, and is ready for
all that entails, he’s faced with an impossible choice and loses what he’s
spent years building.
Or did he?
Adrian Chase is the master chess player. He was always ten moves ahead, even in
the final moments, but perhaps there was a move Chase couldn’t foresee. One
Oliver set in motion years ago, in a moment where he clung to the light and
held to Diggle and Felicity’s faith in him. A moment where Oliver kept a promise.
When you find yourself drowning in self-hate, you have to remind yourself that you weren’t born feeling this way. That at some point in your journey, some person or experience sent you the message that there was something wrong with who you are, and you internalized those messages and took them on as your truth. But that hate isn’t yours to carry, and those judgments aren’t about you. And in the same way that you learned to think badly of yourself, you can learn to think new, self-loving and accepting thoughts. You can learn to challenge those beliefs, take away their power, and reclaim your own. It won’t be easy, and it won’t happen over night. But it is possible. And it starts when you decide that there has to be more to life than this pain you feel. It starts when you decide that you deserve to discover it.
I’ve done my best to categorize and organize the titles according to subject matter.
- Some of these titles have Wiccan influence.
- Certain authors are not 100% reliable for information (DJ Conway, Silver Ravenwolf are some examples).
I hope you find this list to be helpful and resourceful as you develop your own beautiful practice!
* indicates a pdf file or ebook.
The Rising Sign by Jeanne Avery*
Do It Yourself Astrology by Lyn Birkbeck
The Practical Astrology by David Christie-Murray
The Ultimate Book of Relationships by Clare Gibson
The Ultimate Birthday Book by Clare Gibson
Linda Goodman’s Love Signs by Linda Goodman*
Linda Goodman’s Sun Signs by Linda Goodman
Darkside Zodiac by Stella Hyde
Darkside Zodiac In Love by Stella Hyde
The Astrology Kit by Grant Lewi and Liz Greene
The Astrology Yearbook by Loan Moore
The Guide to Astrology by Lori Reid
Book of Shadows/Grimoires:
The Azoetia: A Grimoire of the Sabbatic Craft by Andrew Chumbley*
Cunningham’s Book of Shadows: The Path of an American Traditionalist by Scott Cunningham*
The Gardnerian Book of Shadows by Gerald Gardner*
Witch’s Master Grimoire by Lady Sabrina*
The Complete Uncut Book of Shadows by Riders of the Crystal Wind*
The Alexandrian Book of Shadows by Sekhet Sophia*
The Book of the Law by Aleister Crowley*
The Book of Lies by Aleister Crowley*
The Book of Thoth by Aleister Crowley*
Book 4 by Aleister Crowley, Frater Perdurabo, and Soror Vira*
Book 4 Part 1: Meditation by Aleister Crowley*
The Confessions of Aleister Crowley by Aleister Crowley*
Diary of a Drug Fiend by Aleister Crowley*
Duty by Aleister Crowley*
Eight Lectures on Yoga by Aleister Crowley*
The Equinox by Aleister Crowley*
The Equinox of the Gods by Aleister Crowley*
Goetia of Solomon the King by Aleister Crowley*
Household Gods by Aleister Crowley*
Invocation of Hecate by Aleister Crowley*
Liber CVI (Book 106): Concerning Death by Aleister Crowley*
Liber 777 and Other Qabalistic Writings of Aleister Crowley by Aleister Crowley*
Liber LXXXIV vel Chanokh by Aleister Crowley*
Little Essays Towards Truth by Aleister Crowley*
Magick in Theory and Practice by Aleister Crowley*
Magick Without Tears by Aleister Crowley*
Moonchild by Aleister Crowley*
Olla by Aleister Crowley*
The Tao The King by Aleister Crowley*
The Vision & the Voice With Commentary and Other Papers: The Collected Diaries of Aleister Crowley by Aleister Crowley, Victor B Neuburg and Mary Desti*
Abrahadabra: Understanding Aleister Crowley’s Thelemic Magic by Rodney Orpheus and Lon Milo Duquette*
Cunningham’s Encyclopedia of Crystal, Gem & Metal Magic by Scott Cunningham*
Dunwich’s Guide to Gemstone Sorcery: Using Stones for Spells, Amulets, Rituals and Divination by Gerina Durwich
Crystal Prosperity by Judy Hall
Crystal Awareness by Catherine Bowman*
Solitary Seance: How You Can Talk with Spirits on Your Own by Raymond Buckland
The Spirit Book: The Encyclopedia of Clairvoyance, Channeling, and Spirit Communication by Raymond Buckland
How To Read Palms: Understanding Personality and Personal Destiny through Palm Reading by Maria Costavile*
Psychic Self-Defense: The Classic Instruction Manual for Protecting Yourself Against Paranormal Attack by Dion Fortune
Complete Illustrated Book Of The Psychic Sciences by Walter B. Gibson and Litzka R. Gibson*
You Are Psychic: The Art of Clairvoyant Reading & Healing by Debra Lynne Katz*
The Intuitive Arts on Love by Arlene Tognetti and Lisa Lenard*
Spirit Allies: Meet Your Team from the Other Side by Christopher Penczak
The Witch’s Shield: Protection Magick and Psychic Self-Defense by Christopher Penczak
The Other Side of the Mind by w. Clement Stone and Norma Lee Browning*
The Complete Book of Palmistry by Joyce Wilson
Gods and Goddesses:
Maiden, Mother, Crone: The Myth and Reality of the Triple Goddess by D.J. Conway
Dictionary of the Gods and Goddesses by Michael Jordan*
Encountering Kali: In the Margins, At the Center, IN the West by Rachel Fell McDermott and Jeffrey Kripal*
Singing to the Goddess: Poems to Kali and Uma from Bengal by Rachel Fell McDermott*
The Magic of Kali: Inner Secrets of a Tantrik Goddess by Michael Magee*
Buddha, Christ, and Merlin: Three Wise Men for Our Age by Christopher Penczak
Goddesses and the Divine: A Western Religious History by Rosemary Radford Ruether*
Occult Medicine & Practical Magic by Samael Aun Weor*
The Complete Book of Incense, Oils & Brews by Scott Cunningham*
Cunningham’s Encyclopedia of Magical Herbs by Scott Cunningham
Earth, Air, Fire & Water: More Techniques of Natural Magic by Scott Cunningham*
Earth Power: Techniques of Natural Magic by Scott Cunningham*
The Encyclopedia of Magical Herbs by Scott Cunningham*
Cottage Witchery: Natural Magick for Hearth and Home by Ellen Dugan*
Seasons of Witchery: Celebrating the Sabbats with the Garden Witch by Ellen Dugan*
Herbal Magick; A Witch’s Guide to Herbal Enchantment, Folklore, and Divination by Gerina Dunwich*
The Sea Priestess by Dion Fortune*
A Witch Alone, New Edition: Thirteen Moons to Master Natural Magic by Marian Green*
Earth Divination: A Practice Guide to Geomancy by John Michael Greer*
The Herbal Alchemist’s Handbook by Karen Harrison*
The Weiser Concise Guide to Herbal Magick by Judith Hawkins-Tillirson*
The Element Encyclopedia of Witchcraft by Judika Illes*
Sea Magic: Connecting with the Ocean’s Energy by Sandra Kynes
The Magical and Ritual Use of Herbs by Richard Allen Miller*
Magical Gardens: Cultivating Soil & Spirit by Patricia Monaghan
Grimoire for the Green Witch by Ann Moura
Mansions of the Moon for the Green Witch by Ann Moura*
Incense Crafting and Use of Magickal Sense by Carl F. Neal*
The Extremely Large Herbal Grimoire by Que Sage and Midnight Mindi*
Gardening with the Goddess: Creating Gardens of Spirit and Magick by Patricia Telesco*
The Folk-Lore of Plants by T. F. Thiselton- Dyer*
Herbs in Magic and Alchemy: Techniques from Ancient Herbal Lore by C. L. Zalewski*
Paganism Surviving in Christianity by Abram Herbert Lewis*
The God of Witches by Margaret Alice Murray*
The Malleus Maleficarum of Heinrich Kramer and James Sprenger by Heinrich Kramer, James Sprenger and Montague Summers*
Persephone’s Quest: Entheogens and the Origins of Religion by R. Gordon Wasson, Stella Kramrisch, Dr. Carl Ruck, and Jonathan Ott
Mrs. B’s Guide to Household Witchcraft: Everyday Magic, Spells, and Recipes by Kris Bradley
The Complete Book of Incense, Oils & Brews by Scott Cunningham*
Cunningham’s Encyclopedia of Wicca in the Kitchen by Scott Cunningham
The Magical Household: Spells & Rituals for the Home by Scott Cunningham & David Harrington*
Spell Crafts: Creating Magical Objects by Scott Cunningham and David Harrington*
A Little Book of Altar Magic by D.J. Conway*
Practical Protection Magick: Guarding and Reclaiming Your Power by Ellen Dugan
Meta- Magick: The Book of ATEM- Achieving New States of Consciousness through NLP, Neuroscience, and Ritual by Philip Farber*
Fire and Ice: The History, Structure, and Rituals of Germany’s Most Influential Modern Magical Order: The Brotherhood of Saturn by Stephen Flowers, PhD.*
Applied Magic by Dion Fortune*
An Introduction to Ritual Magic by Dion Fortune*
High Magic’s Aid by Gerald B. Gardner*
Godwin’s Cabalistic Encyclopedia: A Complete Guide to Cabalistic Magic by David Godwin*
Circles of Power: Ritual Magic in the Western Tradition by John Michael Greer*
Learning Ritual Magic: Fundamental Theory and Practice for the Solitary Apprentice by John Michael Greer, Earl, Jr. King, Clare Vaughn*
E-Witch: Teachings of Magical Mastery by Deborah Gray*
The Basics of Magick by Amber K. *
True Magic: A Beginner’s Guide by Amber K.*
Faery Magic: Spells, Potions, and Lore from the Earth Spirits by Sirona Knight*
Modern Magick: Twelve Lessons in the High Magickal Arts by Donald Michael Kraig*
Modern Magick: Twelve Lessons in the High Magickal Arts, Second Edition by Donald Michael Kraig*
Protection and Reversal Magick by Jason Miller*
The Secrets of High Magic: Vintage Edition: Practical Instruction in the Occult Traditions of High Magic, Including Tree of Life, Astrology, Tarot, Rituals, Alchemic Processes, and Further Advanced Techniques by Francis Melville*
The Book of Solomon’s Magick by Carroll Runyon*
Instant Magick by Christopher Penczak*
A Wee kof Magic by the Sea Witch*
An Enchanted Life: An Adept’s Guide to Masterful Magic by Patricia Telesco*
Enocian Magic for Beginners: The Original System of Angel Magic by Donald Tyson*
Magician’s Workbook: Practicing the Rituals of the Western Tradition by Donald Tyson*
Not in Kansas Anymore: Dark Arts, Sex Spells, Money Magic, and Other Things Your Neighbors Aren’t Telling You by Christine Wicker*
Crone’s Book of Magical Words by Valerie Worth*
Le Tarot de Marseille (The Tarot of Marseilles)*
The Tarot by Richard Cavendish*
Witches Tarot (with companion book) by Ellen Dugan and Mark Evans
Native American Tarot Deck by Magda Weck Gonzalez*
The Lover’s Tarot Deck (with companion book) by Jane Lyle
Legacy of the Divine Tarot (with companion book) by Ciro Marchetti
Renaissance Tarot Deck by US Games*
Lord Of The Rings Tarot Deck & Game by Vintage Sports Cards Inc
Three Books on Occult Philosophy by Heinrich Cornelius Agrippa
Psychology and the Occult by Carl Jung
Music and Its Secret Influence: Throughout the Ages by Cyril Scott and Desmond Scott
The Necronomicon: The Call of Cthulhu by Unknown*
The World’s Most Haunted Places by by Jeff Belanger
Haunted Happenings by Robert Cahill
New England’s Things That Go Bump In The (New England’s Collectible Classics) by Robert Cahill
Mysteries and Legends of New England: True Stories Of The Unsolved And Unexplained by Diana Mccain
The New England Grimpendium by J. W. Ocker
Spooky New England: Tales Of Hauntings, Strange Happenings, And Other Local Lore by S. Schlosser and Paul Hoffman
Walking Between the Worlds: The Science of Compassion by Gregg Braden*
Psychedelic Shamanism: The Cultivation, Preparation, and Shamanic Use of Psychotropic Plants by Jim DeKorne*
Hallucinogens and Shamanism by Michael Harner*
By Land, Sky, and Sea: Three Realms of Shamanic Witchcraft by Gede Parma*
Shamans/Neo-Shamans: Ecstasies, Alterative Archaeologies and Contemporary Pagan by Robert Willis*
In the Shadow of the Shaman: Connecting with Self, Nature & Spirit by Amber Wolfe*
The Ulitmate Book of Spells: A Complete Guide to Using Magic to Improve Your Life and the World Around You by Pamela Ball*
The Goodly Spellbook: Olde Spells for Modern Problems Diixie Deerman and Steve Rasmussen
Exploring Spellcraft: How to Create and Cast Effective Spells by Gerina Dunwich*
The Ultimate Encyclopedia of Spells: 88 Incantations to Entice Love, Improve a Career, Increase Wealth, Restore Health, and Spread Peace by Michael Johnstone*
The Salem Witches Book of Love Spells: Ancient Spells for Modern Witches by Lilith McLelland
The Ultimate Book of Spells by Michael Johnson*
The Elemental Encyclopedia of 1,000 Spells by Judika Illes*
The Encyclopedia of 5,000 Spells by Judika Illes*
Witches’ Potions and Spells by Kathryn Paulsen*
Symbols, Amulets, Sigils:
A Dictionary of Symbols by J. E. Cirlot and Herbert Read*
Basic Sigil Magic by Philip Cooper*
Practical Sigil Magic: Creating Personal Symbols for Success by Frater U.:D.:*
Dictionary of Occult, Hermetic and Alchemical Sigils by Fred Gettings*
The Complete Book of Amulets & Talismans by Migene González-Wippler*
Runic Amulets and Magic Objects by Mindy MacLeod and Bernard Mees*
Symbols, Signs, and Spells by Lolita Perdurabo*
Secrets of Magical Seals: A Modern Grimoire of Amulets, Charms, Symbols and Talismans by Anna Riva*
The Book of Talismans, Amulets and Zodiacal Gems by William Thomas and Kate Pavitt*
The Power of the Word: The Secret Code of Creation by Donald Tyson*
Buckland’s Book of Spirit Communication by Raymond Buckland*
Divination for Beginners: Reading the Past, Present, and Future by Scott Cunningham*
Witch’s Guide to Ghosts and the Supernatural by Gerina Dunwich*
Summoning Spirits: The Art of Magical Evocation by Konstantinos*
Vampires: The Occult Truth by Konstantinos
Faerie Way: A Healing Journey to Other Worlds by Hugh Mynne and George A. Russell*
The Necronomicon by Simon*
Cunning Folk and Familiar Spirits: Shamanistic Visionary Traditions in Early Modern British Witchcraft and Magic by Emma Wilby*
Hoodoo, Voodoo, and Conjure: A Handbook by Jeffrey Anderson*
The Voodoo Hoodoo Spellbook by Denise Alvarado*
Hoodoo, Voodoo and Conjure: A Handbook by Jeffery E. Anderson*
The Candle and the Crossroads: A Book of Appalachian Conjure and Southern Root-Work by Orion Foxwood*
Charms, Spells, and Formulas: for the Making and Use of Gris Gris Bags, Herb Candles, Doll Magic, Incenses, Oils, and Powders by Ray T. Malbrough and Bill Fugate*
The Magical Power of Saints: Evocation and Candle Rituals by Rev. Ray T. Malbrough*
Waters of Return: The Aeonic Flow of Voodoo by Louis Martinie*
Sticks, Stones, Roots & Bones: Hoodoo, Mojo & Conjuring with Herbs by Stephanie Rose Bird*
The Super Voodoo Coursework by Unknown*
Wicca: A Guide for the Solitary Practicioner by Scott Cunningham
Living Wicca: A Further Guide for the Solitary Practitioner by Scott Cunningham*
Drawing Down the Moon: Witches, Druids, Goddess-Worshippers, and Other Pagans in America Today by Margot Adler
Witchcraft: Theory and Practice by Ly de Angeles*
Witchcraft on a Shoestring: Practicing the Craft Without Breaking Your Budget by Deborah Blake*
Buckland’s Complete Book of Witchcraft by Raymond Buckland*
The Witch Book: The Encyclopedia of Witchcraft, Wicca, and Neo-paganism by Raymond Buckland
Witchcraft from the Inside: Origins of the Fastest Growing Religious Movement in America by Raymond Buckland*
Power of the Witch: The Earth, the Moon, and the Magical Path to Enlightenment by Laurie Cabot
The Witch in Every Woman: Reawakening the Magical Nature of the Feminine to Heal, Protect, Create, and Empower by Laurie Cabot
The Truth About Witchcraft Today by Scott Cunningham
Book of Shadows: A Modern Woman’s Journey into the Wisdom of Witchcraft and the Magic of the Goddess by Phyllis Curott
A Practical Guide to Witchcraft and Magick Spells by Cassandra Eason*
Old World Witchcraft: Ancient Ways for Modern Days by Raven Grimassi*
The Encyclopedia of Witches, Witchcraft, and Wicca by Rosemary Ellen Guiley*
Progressive Witchcraft by Janet Farrar and Gavin Bone*
The Meaning of Witchcraft by Gerald Gardner*
Italian Witchcraft: The Old Religion of Southern Europe by Raven Grimassi
Mastering Witchcraft by Paul Huson*
How to Become a Witch: The Path of Nature, Spirit & Magick by Amber K and Azrael Arynn K
Nocturnal Witchcraft: Magick After Dark by Konstantinos*
Aradia, Or the Gospel of the Witches by Charles G. Leland*
Witchcraft Today: An Encyclopedia of of Wiccan and Neopagan Traditions by James Lewis*
The God of the Witches Margaret Murray*
8 Sabbaths of Witchcraft by Mike Nichols*
The Inner Temple of Witchcraft: Magick, Meditation and Psychic Development by Christopher Penczak
Solitary Witch: The Ultimate Book of Shadows for the New Generation by Silver RavenWolf
The Real Witch’s Handbook by Kate West*
World Pagan Practices:
Buckland’s Book of Saxon Witchcraft by Raymond Buckland*
The Book of the Dead: The Papyrus of Ani by E.A. Wallis Budge*
Egyptian Magic by E. A. Wallis Budge*
Witta: An Irish Pagan Tradition by Edain McCoy*
Practising the Witch’s Craft: Real Magic Under a Southern Sky by Douglas Ezzy*
Hermetic Magic:The Postmodern Magical Papyrus of Abaris by By Stephen Edred Flowers*
Mystical Qabalah by Dion Fortune*
The Book of the Holy Strega by Raven Grimassi*
By-Paths of Sicily by Eliza Putnam Heaton*
Germanic Spirituality by Bil Linzie*
The Religion of Ancient Egypt by W. M. Flinders Petrie*
The Mechanics of Ancient Eqyptian Magical Rituals by Robert Ritner*
Santeria: The Religion by Migene Gonzalez- Wippler
1. WE believe that fat people are fully entitled to human respect and recognition.
2. WE are angry at mistreatment by commercial and sexist interests. These have exploited our bodies as objects of ridicule, thereby creating an immensely profitable market selling the false promise of avoidance of, or relief from, that ridicule.
3. WE see our struggle as allied with the struggles of other oppressed groups against classism, racism, sexism, ageism, financial exploitation, imperialism and the like.
4. WE demand equal rights for fat people in all aspects of life, as promised in the Constitution of the United States. We demand equal access to goods and services in the public domain, and an end to discrimination against us in the areas of employment, education, public facilities and health services.
5. WE single out as our special enemies the so-called “reducing” industries. These include diet clubs, reducing salons, fat farms, diet doctors, diet books, diet foods and food supplements, surgical procedures, appetite suppressants, drugs and gadgetry such as wraps and “reducing machines”.
WE demand that they take responsibility for their false claims, acknowledge that their products are harmful to the public health, and publish long-term studies proving any statistical efficacy of their products. We make this demand knowing that over 99% of all weight loss programs, when evaluated over a five-year period, fail utterly, and also knowing the extreme proven harmfulness of frequent large changes in weight.
6. WE repudiate the mystified “science” which falsely claims that we are unfit. It has both caused and upheld discrimination against us, in collusion with the financial interests of insurance companies, the fashion and garment industries, reducing industries, the food and drug industries, and the medical and psychiatric establishment.
7. WE refuse to be subjugated to the interests of our enemies. We fully intend to reclaim power over our bodies and our lives. We commit ourselves to pursue these goals together.
FAT PEOPLE OF THE WORLD, UNITE! YOU HAVE NOTHING TO LOSE ….
By Judy Freespirit and Aldebaran November, 1973 Copyright The Fat Underground
His young magic is influenced by his emotions. His comfort with magic is a problem. He tries floating his juice in front of his muggle cousins, but his Mum catches him before her family notices.
Later,he’s an excitable, talkative, little thing who keeps trying to liberate his parents’ brooms from the closet.
There’s far too much to do between socializing, plotting with the twins, Quidditch and avoiding whatever is trying to kill people this year to bother with studying up on wandless magic.
Post-Hogwarts: He has more time and a world of possibility, but his new interest in wandless magic is more about impressing the person who has stolen his heart.
Second Wizarding War: He wishes he had delved more into wandless magic when dark magic and smoke and rubble-dust mix in his throat and he’s gasping for breath,and his wand lies just beyond his bloodied, scraping fingers.
He can’t speak the real reason he’s not keen on the movie his muggle cousins pick. It’s his welcome home party and his new flat. He can’t leave.
He is until the final act has smoke and fire, rubble, and blood–
The television screen cracks, sparks fly, and it starts to smoke.
Lee’s parents glance his way and frown.
Lee isn’t two years old and accidents like this shouldn’t happen. He makes his own excuses. He loudly complains about slick salesmen and wonders if exploding television sets are covered under manufacturer’s warranty.
His work is righting wrongs, giving voice to the voiceless in peace-time as he had in war-time.This is what the public sees of Lee Jordan. For now.
When the taste of smoke and stone and blood has faded from his tongue, he’ll speak of what once silenced him,too.
But not yet. Now, he works at wandless magic to focus his mind, to steel himself against other threats if there is ever a need, to reclaim his own power,and to heal.
Hi Lazy Yogi. How would you suggest someone let's go of past occurrences and people who destabilized our energy and focus that they keep creeping into present moments and consistently deplete energy and time.
The way you carry the past into the future is no one’s doing but your own. Therefore the first step is becoming aware of the ways you carry the past.
Is there a resentment you are holding onto?
A past feeling you are avoiding or seeking?
A habit you keep repeating?
A cycle you find yourself locked in?
The idea or memory of a person you can’t shake?
There is a process popularized by Carlos Castaneda called recapitulation. This process is intended to reclaim the energy you have squandered, relinquished, or otherwise disbursed throughout your life. Much of this energy became knotted up in your interactions with people and your life events.
You begin the process in the present moment, tracing back through your immediate past and then working your way to your distant past until you go back to your very earliest memories. As the process unfolds, your access to energies in your present moment will increase. Less past equals more present.
The final result is arriving at your energetic wholeness, the entirety of the energy body.
To practice recapitulation, you must be able to examine the above bulleted questions over and over in different contexts. What stories and beliefs about yourself are you perpetuating? Don’t just examine the bad but also the good. The point is to release all of it into the shiny newness of the present moment.
Take time out of your day with the intent of reclaiming your past energy.
When you free up some energy, you will find new energy to use to help free up even more energy. This encourages a snowball effect.
The form of the practice is contemplation. Think on different people and situations that have you have become entangled with, both pleasant and unpleasant.
Let feelings arise. Remember the focus is not on analyzing but on reclaiming the power and energy tied into those memories. Forgive, let go, and breathe.
Essentially this is a practice of becoming present with greater intensity through abandoning the conscious, semi-conscious, and subconscious ways in which you continue to carry the past into the present moment.
Unattachment is central to this practice and also its result. When you realize you have only been chasing your own energies in the present that have been bound up in the past, you naturally become unattached to the things you mistook for your own inner power. The inner energetic drives return to their right place as intuition and naturalness.
Once you get the knack for it, don’t stop this practice. So long as you are taking on imprints from your experience of life, learn to let them go.
Daily meditation and mindfulness practice will be immense aids in this process as well. They will also anchor it into a continuous state of being.
Persephone is the walker between worlds. The underworld is where she felt her fate was- that was where her meaning was. She reclaimed her power as the one to bring light into the dark, and be the guide to those who are alone and scared. Persephone sees both light and dark; she does not choose dark over the light. Rather, she chose to walk among both, to integrate them, to work in cycles. For six months Persephone is reunited with her mother, Demeter, and the fruitfulness of the earth.
She brings that, because her inner light is innate. She chooses to bless and celebrate the earth, to honor and rejoice in life and light. And the six months she is in the underworld, when the earth feels her loss and changes, she brings with her all the life and light to those who are without it in the underworld, those who need it, perhaps more than the rest does.
She is the one who brings light to the shadows. She is Balance. The power of life is within her still, even in the underworld. She never chose to give it up. She chose to reclaim her power as a possessor of light and life- and share that warmth equally among all.
Persephone was afraid at first, hence her screams as she was taken to the underworld. She was being taken from all she has known, and she had never seen darkness, nor sickness, nor pain. In the underworld she learned that there is suffering in the world, and her ignorance/naivety was once and forever gone. Once she saw pain, suffering and darkness, she realized her purpose as the one containing light, the one bringer of life, one who walks between the worlds. She realized her power and transformed from Kore into Persephone, the Queen, who realized her responsibility and reclaimed her power to share equally among all in balance- in the lightness and in the dark. This ties in to witches reclaiming their innate power- how they are tranformed as she was, and at a crossroads of choices. They can ignore the suffering and live in ignorant bliss. They can face fear and suffering and choose the healer’s path of balance and restoration. Or, the last choice which would be if she stayed in the underworld, becoming consumed by power.
so first off I’d like to apologize to everyone who’s not an asshole that has to watch the shitcourse going down on my blog right now, but also I’d like to post some thoughts I’m having.
other people have said this better than I have, but there’s something incredibly disingenuous about attacking bi/pan/other wise multiple-gender-attracted people for calling themselves gay. ‘gay’ has, for better or worse, become the widely-accepted umbrella under which bi/pan people are included - we attend gay pride events, we join gay-straight alliances, we go to gay clubs and benefit from legalized gay marriage. we didn’t ask for gay to be The Word for the community but it is, so here we are. being offended by us calling ourselves gay under these circumstances is either ignorant in the extreme or willfully exclusionary.
especially when we also factor in the “q slur” discourse, which tells us we’re oppressing ourselves by calling ourselves queer. I understand it’s not for everyone, but for a lot of people it’s an affirming identity and there’s a lot of power in reclaiming it. to try and bar people both from calling themselves gay AND from calling themselves queer - essentially, to try and stifle their right to self-identify in any way that makes them feel like part of a larger community - is an act of hostility.
Cinder, Kaijin, Ash from the Ember, Dust in the Wind, Descendant of the Peiji Though the Peiji clan went to its end after Genpei War, a member from it, Taira no Yorimori didn’t follow. Minamoto no Yoritomo spared his life for saving him before the war, letting him keep his land. In exchange, he and his descendant must send a family member who expert in fighting every 10 years to serve the Shogunate, which was, joining Hazama Gundan. Centuries after, the ruler of Shogunate changed, yet this contract went on. A Yorimori girl, who bear the hatred of her ancestors, now serve Hazama Gundan. She abandoned her real name, giving herself a new one: Kaijin, namely Cinder. "祇園精舎の鐘の聲、諸行無常の響き有り。 沙羅雙樹の花の色、盛者必衰の理を顯す。 驕れる者も久しからず、唯春の夜の夢の如し。 猛き者も遂には滅びぬ、偏に風の前の塵に同じ (The sound of the Gion Shōja bells echoes the impermanence of all things; the color of the sāla flowers reveals the truth that the prosperous must decline. The proud do not endure, they are like a dream on a spring night; the mighty fall at last, they are as dust before the wind.) The Tale of the Heike, Story of the Peiji. She didn’t like the idea of dust. Her clan’s houses were destroyed by God-borns, with the power of Amaterasu, Goddess of the Sun, thus, were burned down, so, Kaijin, or Cinder, she named herself. She mastered archery, in respect of an ancient Chinese archer Hou Yi, who shot down 8 Jin-wus, the Golden Ravens in Chinese, avatars of the Suns, from the sky; she mastered the power of fire, so when she face God-borns, she could send the pain of her long destroyed clan. She’s ready to revenge.
Hazama Gundan: Corps of the Rift The order to setup Gundans(軍団, Corps in Japanese) was issued under Taihō Code, requested by Mikado Monmu, at 703 AD, to levy citizens into defense forces for each kuni(namely Country, actually manors of Lords. Be noted the concept of Daimyo had not appeared yet at the time), including several hundreds to thousands of men. They were disbanded during the 11th century, with one exception. Hazama Gundan, unlike any other normal gundans, it didn’t recruit from normal citizens, but hand-picked from battlefields right after battles, for it was not established to protect kunis, but the Holy Palace, as an extra aid to Royal Guards. It was however destroyed during the Genpei War during the siege of Kyoto. After the war, Minamoto no Yoritomo had foreseen the Mikado might one day unleash the strength from his God lineage to reclaim his power, so, soon after Shogunate established, the new Hazama Gundan followed. The composition and purpose of Hazama Gundan had changed. It no more protect the Mikado, but protect from him. To do so, it involved individuals with supernatural powers or supreme combat skills. Sometimes, it involved more than just human. When the Mikado raise, Hazama Gundan was expected to put him and his followers down.
Can you imagine Krystal having a Hades storyline? Where she’s been lonely in Underworld/Hell for so long; and then she sees a beautiful girl living her life and Krystal wants to get to know her, so Krystal kidnaps her to be her future wife …
Yes, I did. And I’m all in for this. I changed a bit the plot, but I really hope you like it!
The room was deadly quiet as always, even the fire crackling in the fireplace was mute. Soojung liked that for some reason, just watching the muted sinuous flames move from her spot at the foot of the king size bed. Her back against the once old dark wooden headboard, she was used to spend her free time there in that anodyne silence, trying to catch a breath that she knew it was gone forever. If she looked over her shoulder, she could see a figure lying over the bed.
The whole bed was made of some material similar to ivory. A dark ivory layer which covered the whole furniture down to the floor. Wood turned into black ivory, simple objects too. Even the figure of the woman lying there, as if she was asleep, was covered with ivory.
Soojung got used to hang out there, in the silent that the immense magic power set long time ago.
Forgiveness is the portal to unified consciousness, the pathway back to infinity, and the key to unlock our mental shackles. All is one in the infinite cosmos, after all anything plus infinity is still infinity. Though divided into a spectrum of polarity, everything is composed of the same source vibration of intelligent awareness. Light and dark are one and the same, existing as illusory opposites to create contrast and a bandwidth for vibrational experience to occur within.
The manifestation of the experience of self has created in parallel the experience of other. But this otherness is part of the dualistic illusion created by polarity. We are all expressions of one intelligent infinity. Holding onto judgements, fears, and attachments perpetuate a belief system of separateness, which manifests experientially in our personal creations of “reality”. In other words we experience ourselves as separate from the world because we believe we are separate from the world. We then use these experiences to further validate our beliefs of separateness in a vicious cycle.
Forgiveness is the ticket out of this cycle of separation. True forgiveness is not a promise to give up retribution, it’s not something you do to be a good person, it comes from a place of understanding and compassion. Forgiveness is a letting go of attachment to a perceived imbalance. We resist forgiving someone and ourselves when we see something within them or us we cannot accept to be true within ourselves. We recoil and put up beliefs of separation in an attempt to distance ourselves from that which is deemed unacceptable. But this resistance (or attachment) we build in opposition to the unforgivable is exactly what gives it power to and continually manifest its presence in our reality. The first step to forgiveness is in understanding that all the evil and darkness we perceive amongst the world is merely the necessary balance in polarity to love and light in this bandwidth of vibration. We are all beings cast forth into the same unknown dealing with the endless struggles of exploring an endless cosmos, and exploring infinity includes the highest heavens to the lowest hells. Instead of deeming one aspect of infinity as bad or wrong accept it for what it is, part of reality and a reflection of self. Keeping in mind that every reflection of self provides an opportunity to learn and grow, we can begin forgiving by coming from a place of gratitude for the opportunities the perceived “evil” and “darkness” provide. In this way we can reclaim the power we’ve previously been feeding into the aspects of self we’d prefer not to manifest and actually direct the energy into what we want to create. Forgiveness not only frees us from our perceptual bonds, but frees up blockages of potential energy we can use in our creative focus.
This is a love letter to Lucien, to Cassian, to Vassa, and Viviane. May all my unappreciated, underdeveloped babies finally get some peace.
Summary: ‘As Lucien wishes it would all just end, everything is just beginning. With Elain’s prophecy hanging over his head that he will burn his brother, melt Winter, and cut the heart of of Night, all eyes watch him as he finds himself thrown into the role of a High Lord he never expected. With a band of irritable misfits and cranky bastards as his closest companions, he has to find some way to unite them, and all of Prythian, before it is too late.’
Lucien didn’t hear as the crowd whipped into an uproar, Feyre stuck between calling for silence and shouting explanations to the dumbfounded High Lords and Ladies. Only Elain was unfazed by the chaos, stoically regarding him with a steady, haunting gaze. He didn’t listen to their bickering, their outrage, their grief. Collapsed, kneeling on the floor, all he could focus on was the fading vibrations in his skin, the way his chest cavity had been filled with sunshine and yet felt all the darker for it.
He didn’t look up until the doors to the grand hall slammed open, and he could feel her there. A different kind of magic within him, not sunshine but fire and crimson, shivered in recognition of the one who had birthed him. His mother.
“I just heard. Lucien’s father is dead,” said the woman who had murdered Beron in cold blood the day he refused to lead Autumn into battle against Hybern. In the days that had passed since, she had been reforged and born anew. Gone was the cowed, shamed woman of fear and isolation. When she had handed the crown to her son, she set the condition that he must take her as his primary advisor, if he so much as hoped to hold the crown for longer than a second. Wisely, he had obeyed, and in her newly reclaimed power, she had thrived.
“Arissa,” Rhys said, standing and nodding his head respectfully. “We were just-”
“I am going to the Day Court,” she declared briskly, in the sort of tone that even Rhysand would not dare argue with. “And I am taking my son with me. He is to be the new High Lord.”
“We were just deciding to imprison him, Arissa.” Thesan had gone pale with shock, and his usually unreadable face had become strained with suppression of some masked feeling, though Lucien knew not what. He could guess, however, from the rumours that he and Helion had been past lovers, that even despite their later fighting, it was grief.
“You will do no such thing,” Arissa announced, and her voice, once so quiet and small, echoed throughout the hall. “There are no other heirs to Day, and we do not want to risk an unknown High Lord, not now.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, Helion has not just died by chance. He was killed.”
Silence. Silence, as every individual present, who had gathered there to see peace be restored to last, realised that their happy ending was being stolen from them. “By whom?” Rhysand asked, no longer slumped in his chair, but ramrod straight, his jaw taut.
“I do not know exactly,” Arissa conceded, with eyes only for her son. “But he was investigating the Dark Sorcerer who was responsible for cursing dear Vassa.”
‘Dear Vassa’ had not been permitted to partake in the Democracy Court. She had been deemed too unstable, and besides, she had refused. She’d called it stupid, to talk of peace when things were no better than they had been before. All that had changed, she said, was that the cartoonish villain was dead. The problem itself, the infection of hatred and prejudice, still feasted at the heart of all races. And now it seemed it had found a new figurehead - Or had there been another motivation for murdering Helion?
“And you know this how?” Eris raised an eyebrow at his mother, the cocky act struggling to hold as he tried not to stare at his brother, who was now his public half-brother, and his fellow High Lord.
“If you had ever experienced a mating bond, my son,” Arissa said quietly, “you would know.”
Before anyone - and they had really all endured enough bombshell moments of truth for the year, let alone the day - could respond, she snapped her fingers at her son. “Get up, Lucien.” Her face and voice softened with a smile, and she held out her hand to him. “You have a Court to save.” Thesan drew breath to protest, but once more she beat him to it, fixing him with the deadly gaze of a mother bear protecting her young. “You need my son now, all of you. Even you, Eris. We cannot afford to fall into descension, not now. This isn’t over.”
“This is not the Day Court Palace,” Lucien observed frivolously when his mother winnowed them out of that hall of gawping crowds and infuriated, cheated rulers. Not even Nesta had dared argue with his mother.
“You’ll have to be a little bit more intelligent than that, darling, if you wish to survive here,” Arissa said as she flung open the doors to a stable.
They had winnowed into the midst of a vast, seemingly endless desert, surrounded by countless fields of olive tree plantations, baking beneath the glow of the sun. The only building in sight was the one before which they were standing, a large, dilapidated wooden stable, chipped and falling apart at the rafters.
Despite its abandoned state, his mother appeared perfectly acquainted with the area. Airing the place out, she busied herself with leading out the horses and rigging them up to something concealed within the shadows of the stable. All the while, she did an excellent job of not looking at the son she had once allowed to be broken and exiled from her own home.
“You knew this was going to happen,” Lucien said coldly. He could spend hours questioning her on how on earth he was Helion’s heir, and yet the biggest surprise was how little it surprised him. He’d always felt other from his brothers, from his father. And Helion… what he’d known of the man had struck him with a sense of inexplicable comradery, of deep, platonic affection - something he hadn’t thought the late High Lord capable of.
“I feared,” She corrected him, not looking back at him. “Helion warned me that he might not return, the day he left. He told me- told me what to do if the worst happened.” Lucien tried his best to ignore how his mother’s voice cracked with pain, low and trembling.
“Why?” He asked, his throat hollow, sore. His mother… Why did their first true reunion have to be so tense, so riddled with tragedy? Was that really all he could ever hope for? “Why did he go, if he knew the risk?”
“You’ll soon learn, darling. Vassa will fill you in. She’s already at the Domus, where you shall live from now on. Helion had it built himself, his own design. He…” She trailed off, and if she cried, she did so soundlessly. Lucien had enough respect left for her not to crane his head around to look, but soon she came out to meet him.
Leading the four horses with her, she emerged to reveal just what she had been constructing. The four stallions, each a different shade of brilliant gold, pulled behind them a chariot the likes of which Lucien had only heard about in legend. It was worked from what looked like - but surely could not be - solid gold, painted and carved with intricate detailings of the sun passing across the sky, the land beneath it aflame.
“This, Lucien, is the Quadriga of Day. It has not been used in over a millenia. It is a rite reserved only for the arrival of a new High Lord into the city of Apollo. Helion rode this the day he inherited his powers. And now you too shall resume the tradition.” She finally looked at him, her eyes - his eyes - filled with such determination that he did not dare question her. “And when your people see you riding in on this, not one will question your position.”
“And if I don’t want to be High Lord?”
“Then there was no point in rebelling against Hybern. No point in any of it. If what we face now was capable of silencing Helion without so much as a whisper down the mating bond, then we cannot afford to have descension amongst the courts.”
Her sharp, no-nonsense attitude softened as she looked at him, and saw the son she had raised behind the man he had become. Leaving the horses, she crossed to him and cradled his jaw in her hands. He’d hated her a long, long time, for what she had allowed to happen, and yet in that moment it all was washed away. She was his mother once more, and after everything that had happened, he wanted to collapse and weep into her arms like a babe. He wanted, for once, to feel like he was home.
“Darling, I know that nothing has ever been easy for you. And this won’t be any different.” Stroking his hair, she smiled fondly. “But that is exactly why I know that you can, and must do this. We’ve all suffered too much these past hundred years.” She kissed him on the forehead and released him, offering him the robes she had drawn forth, folded across her arms. “You were always too bright for Autumn. The darkness of the forest never suited you. I truly believe here, you might finally be happy.” Her eyes were wet with moisture, from her lost lover, and now her changing son. “I would not do this otherwise. I’ve owed a debt to you for far, far too long.
Ride the chariot, my son. Become the force Prythian truly needs to change. And whatever you do, do not end up like your father.”
I used to be fine with the q slur and I still don’t mind it from other LGBTPN people in most contexts but you know what? I’m not “queer.” Nothing about me is “odd” or “unusual,” especially not my lesbianism. And that’s not exclusive to me, there’s nothing “odd” or “unusual” about any LGBTPN identity and existence. If you want to call yourself queer, that’s great and I’m glad you find power in reclaiming it. But don’t call the rest of us queer because that’s homophobic and transphobic.
On REAL Black Power, or, Let's Take Our JuJu Back!
Historically, our African Diaspora Ancestors combined African spiritual systems with black liberation to combat oppression. Examples include the only successful slave revolt in history, the Haitian revolution, and heroes such as Ancestors Harriet Tubman, Gullah Jack, John the Conqueror, Gaspar Yanga, Frederick Douglas, Denmark Vesey, Nat Turner, Marie Laveau, just to name a few. They all used our Ancestors’ spiritual systems for freedom, liberation, protection and well-being of black people.
Rootwork, conjure, hoodoo, voodoo, Vodou, Ifa, Obeah, etc are ours by birthright, yet are all being taken over by Europeans because Africans are too busy chasing Eurocentric gods and goddesses. The appeal of Eurocentric systems of spirituality by black people is understood, just as any other aspect of Eurocentric culture works its way into black life and consciousness. That is par for the course in an integrated, assimilated society. But when it comes to something as important as our spirituality, lines must be drawn. Take the black appreciation for Wicca. Wicca is a powerless system. This has been known for decades, and it explains why so many white Wiccans are leaving it and are flocking over to Afrocentric spiritual practices and claiming ownership, and in some cases, are making millions selling our shit right back to us for profit. Things that, should you just connect with your Ancestors, they would help you remember. And not just that: It’s where our power lies. Without that bloodline tie, the work is weak, powerless, useless. White folks have written hundreds of web pages and books on African spiritual systems but they do not include the Ancestral aspect because for one, by virtue of their race they can’t speak on the experience of African Ancestor veneration with any authority, and for two, they know their audience is widely white. It would be counterproductive for them to say, “Oh and by the way? The source of power behind all these works I’m writing about is a bloodline connection to your African Ancestors across space and time.” This serves the second purpose of effectively hiding vital information from readers of African descent, who might be ignorant of their natural disposition to things of the “magical” sort. As the Congolese proverb says, only a fool pays for the tomato that grows in his own garden.
WE ARE AT WAR. Our people are being murdered by those sworn to protect and serve us. This current election cycle is making white racism more empowered and emboldened. Our young black brothers and sisters who have boots on the ground doing social activism and facing these evil beasts on their turfs need to be covered with our protection and prayers. Our enemies, agents of white supremacy, must be bound and disempowered.
This is coming from the Ancestors.
This is coming from a place of “fierce urgency of now”.
Our Ancestors are screaming for us to recognize them because they see what we are going through and want us to use our inherited spirituality as a way of not just coming back to our roots, but to reclaim our power and utilize it collectively for our fight against oppression. I am not here trying to be a leader looking for followers. I am putting out a call for other leaders. Fighters. Spiritual Warriors. Conjurers. Seers. Root workers. Priests. Priestesses.
It is time to combine our black activism with our mojo.
It is time.
It is time.
It is time.
I wish you love, peace, and powerful juju, Brothers and Sisters.