the land of spirit and light


Aries ~ The snowflakes of Pisces winter fall and death embraces the zodiac.
Sweet, sensual death. Evaporating into the divine, deep in the hollows. And the further we go into darkness, the brighter the light within us shines
Bursting to awaken with the first sound of spring, bluebirds echo in the Aries ear, calling… calling… calling….
bring back life, colour, and god’s delight to the bleakness
Special child of the divine, still held in heaven’s arms, waiting to be born like an exploding nebula, scattering pieces of itself everywhere out of curiosity and enthusiasm. Follow the sound of bloom, the fresh smell of spring, the feeling of warmth beginning to saturate your spirit once more
the earth’s revered child has finally been born. The zodiac begins

Taurus ~ 
As a child of Venus, Taureans navigate the world through their senses. The fresh air of nature, trees, flowers and wildlife is extremely therapeutic and stimulating for them. They are often acutely sensitive to the seasons and weather changes. There is a real need for contact with nature, which and many Taureans fill the roles of farmers, gardeners, horticulturists or artists who use natural materials. One of the male images of Taurus is that of the green man, the male fertility principle. This sign is the closest manifestation material purity, and their sensory alertness allows them to connect to the five sense experience like no other. They can make universes out of empty sketchbooks, make homes out of half crescent Moons and heatwaves through their determination and spirit. This is all four seasons rolled into one.

Gemini ~
Gemini provides a dazzling display of how the mind works. This
mad instrument in all of its
glory and its chaos, its genius and dissociation, its ability to create patterns and puzzles and spin the world upside down. Gemini is like a literal
mind fuck, you know one minute you are traveling 200,00 miles an hour down one road, into philosophy and corruption of the military
and then you have a drunk child on your hands, unable to focus or sit still for a moment. Geminis orgasm can come from conversation, communing with a mind, or meeting an intellect, someone who will talk their ear off all night
conveying hypnotizing facts and knowledge. Gemini is always
the student and the teacher, forever threading the information inside onto
silver wings and blowing them into the ether. They touch people through
language, through the way they weave words together to create
laughter or conversation or sheer delight. Gemini is spinning deliriously in a
world of thought, crossing the borderlines, doing the thinking for both dark and light. Gemini is a book of mysteries inside 

Cancer ~ 
Cancers have a surreal experience of time. It can melt through their mind
like dripping honey. The sound of clocks can be intimidating. They need music and oneness, the rhythm of stars. The moon rules Cancer, and before the 30-31 day calendar, we followed the cycle of the moon, a 28 day ‘month’, stemming from ‘mon’, or ‘moon’.
And now we live separate from nature, and the Cancer is pulled between materialism and delirium, unsure of what is completely real. But from this conflict evokes a brilliant prophet in the Cancer, a crystal ball that conjures the inner world’s most marvellous vision. Spirit guides reside in the 4th house.
So the Cancer can hear thoughts, and these are thoughts of their guide. They can receive intuitive knowledge about the past, a place where the Cancer dwells comfortably, they can be the conduit for ancestral inheritance and the protection of passed descendants, they can swim on a river of divination, because their psychic imagination is so acute. When they fear their own safety, this vision can become dark and volatile. Fear is Cancer’s most destructive poison.

Leo ~ It’s the centre of a star that bursts from Leo
and they are pure magic, a splendid cosmic artwork mixed with dripping sun maple and  the manifestation of divine creative power.
the Leo can stare at themselves and see the universe in their reflection, a flickering light of God burning behind their eyes,
constellations made of broken capillaries, sweetness and softness.
And there is the roar of the Leo lion, a heart that beats a tattoo
in their chest because it is overflowing with love, passion, and desire. The Leo has painted every sparkling essence of time and space with their
enchanted paintbrush, that mind is a visual display of milky way fireworks, heaven is a place on earth with Leo.
But the Leo can also look in the mirror and see a black hole. It isn’t always so vein and conceited. every flaw echoes so loudly. The Leo just wants to be loved, simply for who they are. Not their fortune, or photographs, or profound generosity. Only the bravest hearts are born under the sign of Leo. It’s sensitive and spirited,
ravishing and regal

Virgo ~ 
The lines and poetry of sacred geometry and mechanical movement come to life before the Virgo eyes. Sacred geometry is the sort of experience the Ancients believed was nourishing for the soul. Virgo becomes intimate with the earth and its divine faculties with more voracity than any sign. There are details perceivable to only the  Virgo, like nervous signals jump from their fingertips into their surroundings and electrify the invisible engineering. The Virgo individual is very sensitive to elements, precision, accuracy, and seemingly insignificant components, but nothing is simple to the Virgo, and they recognise
the duty and usefulness of everything, the whole dynamic of seasons and earth, the equilibrium and the silent movement. This is what makes Virgo tremendous at occult studies, specifically those requiring analysis like astrology and numerology, and those involving healing properties like minerals and witchcraft. Through intense observation of surroundings, through holding a
microscope to every leaf and flower, through watching the reverent dance of the sunrise as they measure the motion by time, they identify with the part of themselves that is infinite. They can unify with the part of themselves that is pure, that is untainted awareness and magnificence and beauty. 

Libra ~ 
With Libra we have the Snow White pages. the innocent beauty who does not know the seduction of her aura, the distressed belle who waits for a prince to save her, despite easily outwitting and serving justice better than any man who takes their hand. and in the antithetical pole, the wretched self consciousness. After Virgo has achieved personal perfection, she wants to be the fairest of them all. she evokes the images of others as she attempts to be all things, a glorious figment. they are the enchanted mirror, although they look into their own searching for others and answers. Libra is every character, the enchanting snow is the jewel in her heart and the melody in her love of people. And the witch, her voices of self resonance. Saturn exalts in Libra and the stepmother is an expression of the domineering Saturn parent, often leaving impossible idealism in the child. The notes of empty comparison against others that wither her supple apple cheeks into dried roses and destroy every venus valley. 

Scorpio ~ 
The human world is rarely enough for Scorpio. That can be why they provoke people’s souls, they want to see your insides, your darkness, your light. They can seem spiritually provocative, it’s like they know how to draw madness out of lovers, they can sense the unseen, they can experience states that question existence. And nothing is ever enough.
They don’t want a lover. They want a reunion with a soul mate, their soul. They don’t want sex. They want angelic intimacy, the evaporation of bodies into intwined ether. Scorpio is preparing for death, but they don’t want to leave without truly tasting life. The superficial is rarely enough for Scorpio. They are discontent swimming in shallow waters. They become easily bored when their brilliant mind is under stimulated and unchallenged, they become distracted into unconscious trance when people are dull. And the Scorpio cannot force conversation. There are holes in the world that only Scorpio can see, and they will crawl into one when this world is not enough. 

Sagittarius ~
After emergence from the deep Scorpio tomb, the Sagittarius hybrid spirit soars far and wide. The Sagittarius wisdom operates from the laws of nature, stars, archetypes, the Akashic records, the higher mind, and culture. It embodies the divine chant of laughter, the publication and interpretation of symbols, mythology, theology, and religion.
Here is the quest for the meaning of life, the pilgrimage to unknown regions in search of understanding and the materialisation of belief. It could be travel, education, relationships, indulgence in intoxicants, or nomadic wandering through religion. The Sagittarius guru is the scholar. His temple is filled with books, compasses, astrology notes, and artifacts from every country. He uses comedy for his teachings and applies experience to philosophy and scripture. Waiting in the middle of winter, the Sagittarius speaks many languages and knows many ways of life.
He is approachable and warm, filled with light and spice. Even with the wrinkles of time, the spirit of youth always radiates. Old as the trees and free as a bird, as young as the sunrise and as old as the night.

Capricorn ~ 
To stand on top of the mountain, to stare over the edge of the midheaven, sometimes all you would ever
see would be your own shadow. And the Capricorn’s shadow can linger like a heavy fog, always threatening, always concerning. At her peak, she radiates like a Mistress of Brilliance, she has scaled the land and sea, starred in her
own dream and written her own success story. She has stood behind people and encouraged their ascent
in her graces she has climbed and flown, a mountain goat, pursuing the grand land and salty sea. In all of this, she has only had herself to rely on,
and a voice of wisdom, found only in the darkest moments. She can be hungry for descent because she understands the reigns of flight. The Capricorn is contained, and yet they are the stitches that thread the stars, the grand mastery of it all. In her spirit wields the resources of the Gods, each of whom have tried and tested her. Through the Capricorn’s shadow, a self portrait is created. It reveals the most powerful triumphs of human kind.  The undeniable component of the shadow is that in its presence it reflects only light. The Capricorn is capable of wielding both in their starry ascent toward the heavens, an intuitive focus in strategic command, a skilled concentration that gleams fantasy into
reality. The shadow can be lined in
exquisite silver. 

Aquarius ~
Telepathy could be the Aquarius enchantment. Telepathy into the web of consciousness, the matrix of thought that connects all beings together. Telepathy into the ideas of the sky, cascading like a diamond waterfall into the Aquarius mind. And there is telepathy into the knowledge of stars and space dwellers. The Aquarius mind is a conduit for all sorts of cosmic contemplation. It receives tremendous visions of utopia and elevating bursts of intuition. It also soaks up space junk, and this may turn into madness. Aquarius is the last moment of thought before we capsize into Pisces dream.
They look out to the stars to find their soul mate. They stare into the sea to contemplate infinity. They test logic against galaxies of invisible wonder. The Aquarius mind diffuses an extraterrestrial perfume, their thoughts dart through constellations and fields of existence. Underneath the disorder is a mind that sparkles like the diamonds that rain on Uranus. Inconceivable. Curious. Marvellous.

Pisces ~ 
Pisceans can try on new personalities like they try on shoes,
and with those unusual feet hardly any shoes, from heels to flats or docs seem to fit properly, like all these personalities she tries to be, none of them cloak her soul with the colours. Nothing ever seems to fit those shades
she knows ripple inside, those pastels that haven’t been invented yet. From room to room she moves, shifting face and shape, slippery with sea salt infused in her skin, impossible to catch or define, lost and wandering,
the facets of a thousand personalities. It feels so foreign being trapped in a body, when she can feel wings fluttering behind her shoulder blades,
and scales shimmer under her thighs. Like a mirror carved in heaven, reflecting people as angels. She is the stain glass window that forever changes colour and tone, paint streaked over her spirit, impossible to conceive without a kaleidoscope. She knows her true self resides at home
The home in the sky, made of clouds and liquid love. But for now the show must go on. Who do I dress as today.
Nobody knows.


Three Elements Home Blessing and Protection Ritual


  • Incense, or Sage Bundle - for smoke cleansing, to cleanse and protect with the “Sky”
  • Purified Water in a small bowl (optional ingredients include salt or herbs) - for saining, to cleanse and protect with the “Sea”
  • Protection Salt and Herbs (I’ll be adding lavender for peace and purification, and rosemary for protection and remembrance) - for protection of doorways, windows, and portals - to protect with the “Land”
  • Chant, Spell or Prayer of Intention - This step is best if you make it yourself, with your magical paradigms. Here is mine - “By the power of elements three, by the power of land, sky, and sea, I cleanse and protect this home to keep us safe from all harm.”  I also have one for each element e.i. “By the power of the sea, keep harm away from me”.


In an empty house, or apartment, open all doors and windows, including closets, bathrooms, etc. Start at what is to be the heart or center of the home, (the hearth, the bedroom, the living area, kitchen, etc) walk walk the perimeter of the home clockwise. If you wish to banish all spirits, spirits that mean you harm, all entities, whatever it is- do so at this time. Once you set your protections, you may accidentally banish or piss off ‘people’ you want to be friendly with. Walk the perimeter and focus on all the good memories you want to make here, the creating that will be done here, the hospitality you will offer guests, etc. 

Sky - Come back to start and light your “Sky” representation. Walk clockwise, chanting your spell. Aim the smoke at the ceiling, walking the perimeter of every wall and every room, including in closets, and around the shower, following the line of the ceiling. (not cupboards in the kitchen, because you might not be able to get the smell out later). Think of the smoke as banishing any previous tenants memories, bad emotions, spirits or energies you don’t want in your new home. End at your predesignated heart of the home.

Sea - Take your bowl of water, your “Sea”, and start again. this time dip your fingers into the bowl and flick water all around, aiming at the floorboard. Chant while you walk clockwise, focusing on the protection of the salt and water, creating a white light around your home as you sprinkle the water. Alternatively you can add to a spray bottle and spray the water. If you wish, sprinkle or ‘paint’ the water around any openings - mirrors, drains, windows - to protect from unwanted entrances for spirits or energies.  End at the heart of the home.

Land - Now take your “Land” representation of salt and herbs, and walk counter clockwise. Chant your house blessing or the chant for salt if you wish (if you chant the salt blessing, do one more pass clockwise saying you final home blessing). Sprinkle salt in a line across any doorway or window to outside the home. The salt should stay on the window sills if possible. The salt can be swept up from the front door if you wish, just ‘paint’ some salt water instead, after it is swept up. Sprinkle some around drains as well, and across wall mirrors. This closes up any magical or physical doorways of outside influence. End back at the heart of the home.

If you have a backyard or patio, you may want to extend the protections out there as well. Use cascarilla powder (powdered eggshells) around any dirt or lawn you have, use pure water with no salt, and maybe use wind chimes or a bell to represent the sky instead of the smoke, if you wish to not arouse suspicion. Please don’t use salt on the land. Its bad for plants and snails.

Home Protection Cont. :

I will be setting up my home altar at this “heart of the home” and from there it will be an easy place to renew the protections. I would recommend renewing the protections once a year, or whenever you feel you need a little extra boost of protection or cleansing. Since you originally did this when no furniture was in place, renewing the protections may seem hard. I prefer to smoke cleanse so that is a little easier for me, just say a protection or cleansing spell at our home altar and walk clockwise around the house with your smoke. Its gets into all the tight spots, now that there is furniture in the way, easier.  The spray bottle works well for this as well. I would recommend renewing one element at a time, in place of all three. 

Don’t forget that other protections are still great to uses as well. I will also be hanging my witches’ ladder made of hag stones by the door for protection, having potted plants for cleansing and protection like lavender, and hanging some wind chimes to know when the Good Folk are near.

Originally posted by butteryplanet

The last step is to enjoy your protected and magical home!

anonymous asked:

What are the best ways to protect yourself when trying to communicate with spirit, and do you have any sort of protection routine yourself?

FAQ: What are the best ways to protect yourself when trying to communicate with spirits?

There are several basic to advanced ways you can protect yourself when communicating with spirits.

Circles intended to keep out malicious, uninvited, and manipulative spirits are my go-to and are cast every time I do even so much as a reading. Cast a little salt or dried herb on the ground for extra secure protection. I do not believe circles can be crossed, so recast them if you must cross.

Enchanted incense charged with the intention to keep out false visions, phantasms, untruths, and lies from my circle.

Enchanted flame charged with the intention to cast evil away from wherever its light and flame falls.

Sigils painted in salt-water or a suitable potion on floors, walls, windows, and mirrors I find to be a necessity in times of danger and emergency.

Guardians are very good to have on your side. Every time I do even a basic amount of magical work I light a candle and/or incense for my Ancestors and petition them to watch over me. I also sometimes contact other guardians such as spirit guides, plant people, animals, and Archetypes to watch over me and protect me depending on the situation.

Jar spells are good and useful to have around. Try creating a jar spell with a sigil of protective intent, rosemary, heavy rocks painted black, and a clear quartz crystal. To “activate” it for temporary intense protection during spirit communication, light a tea light on top of the jar.

Energy dance is my term to describe whatever it is that happens now when I cast circles. Using a stick of dried rosemary, I light the stick and do spontaneous dance to cast a circle. This includes using the burning rosemary stick like a wand to cast a circle, cleanse the space within, honor the quarters, etc. It’s just like using incense as a wand and being directed by the plant spirits to cast spontaneous protective and cleansing magic.

Energy buffers are a necessary and vital part of protection. I have been burned by energy overloads too many times and I rarely, if ever, see this shit recommended.  Cast a dark bubble shield around yourself that lets a maximum amount of energy through. Very positive, loving, and “light” energies can burn, hurt, and injure you magically if you receive an overload of it at one time.

Being at peace with your environment is very important. I cast magic in my bedroom, built to be my safe comfort space. If you are doing spirit work in Nature, you will want to appease the spirits around the space you are working in. Nature is a living force and you are borrowing her land and energies for your working, so it is good to have her happy with you before starting out. If working indoors, care for your space and the spirits within your space. Keep things clean and tidy.

Notes on protection:

  • Although my room, where I do my magic, is full warded, I still do all these other actions. I simply do not feel comfortable unless I am in a extra-warded space.
  • It doesn’t matter if you follow all the steps correctly - if you do not feel protected, you are not protected.
  • Protection for me follows a general formula: Put up markers, cleanse and banish inside the markers, cast a circle, light the enchanted incense and flame, petition Ancestors, and sometimes take other actions like petitioning other guardians.

[faq project]
[the faq]

{Intro: Boy Meets Evil} - vocab list

이름 n. name
날 n. day
밤 n. night
손 n. hand
숨 n. breath
피 n. blood
입술 n. lips
꿈 n. dream
길 n. road, path
빛 n. light, sparkle
죄 n. crime, sin
칼 n. knife, sword
갈다 v. sharpen (a knife)
눈 n. eyes
감다 v. close [shut] one’s eyes
미래 n. future
현실 n. reality
악마 n. devil, demon, evil spirit, Satan
욕심 n. greed, avarice, selfishness
야망 n. ambition, aspiration
독기 n. virulence, venom
양심 n. conscience
지옥 n. hell
나팔 n. trumpet
비극 n. tragedy
오르골 n. music box
포기 n. abandonment, resignation, surrender
연애 n. love
주위 n. surroundings
시선 n. one´s eye(s); one´s sight; one´s gaze
기적 n. miracle
달콤함 n. sweet
중독 n. poisoning, toxication
병신 n. stupid person, fool, idiot
지뢰 n. land mine
매일 adv. every day, daily
다르다 adj. different
날카롭다 adj. sharp
붉다 adj. red
달콤하다 adj. sweet
매섭다 adj. fierce, severe, strict, sharp
미치다 adj. crazy, insane
좋다 adj. good
뒤틀리다 adj. twisted
울리다 v. echo, reverberate / adj. famous
어두워지다 v. darken, become dim
잃다 v. lose
참다 v. bear; endure; put up with; tolerate; suppress; repress; control oneself
알다 v. know
잡다 v. hold, take
외치다 v. shout; cry (out); yell; shriek; scream
저버리다 v. go back on; turn one´s back on; back down; break (one´s promise) 
느끼다 v. realize; see; feel; find
취하다 v. get drunk/intoxicated
버리다 v.  throw away, discard
깨어나다 v. return to consciousness, come to one’s senses, sober up
건드리다 v. touch
부르다 v. call
잊다 v. forget
생각하다 v. think
찢기다 v. get torn
놓치다 v. let scape, lose

Solas’s Stories Transcribed

I couldn’t find these anywhere (except in video form which is too long) so I just transcribed them.


I found the ruin of Barindur, a lost Tevinter city buried deep beneath a dead and barren wasteland. Volcanic ash had sealed it tight. In one dark moment, every living creature in the city seared and smothered. They were statues in the ashes, like a mold made to recall the lost.

I found an ancient dwarven thaig no longer sheltered by the stone. An earthquake had exposed it all to daylight. A thousand dwarven corpses lay, the victims of a darkspawn horde, their last stand marked by one great ring of armor. In the middle, one small body, clutching tightly to a small stuffed toy.

I found in the Korcari Wilds a humble cottage far removed from any of the simple Chasind tribesmen. The trees and weeds had not reclaimed the home nor did the Chasind dare to come and steal the trinkets still remaining. It was empty, long abandoned, but the world feared that she might return.


I met a friendly spirit who observed the dreams of village girls as love first blossomed in their adolescence. With subtlety, she steered them all to village boys with gentle hearts who would return their love with gentle kindness. The Matchmaker, so I called her. That small village never knew its luck.

The Alamarri crossed the Frostback Mountains to escape a beast they called the shadow goddess in their stories. I met the spirit that they fled. She walks the Fade along the southern tundra, weeping, lonely, and forgotten. Great Ferelden formed because a lonely spirit drove her prey away.

I found an ancient spirit who had once been undisputed king of almost every land I had discovered. Like Pride or Rage, it was the Fade’s reflection of a feeling. When I asked which one it was, the spirit faltered. “They’ve forgotten,” said the spirit. “There remains no word for what I was.”


I saw a savage human horde go marching toward the battlefront. They sang a soldier’s hymn to keep formation. The primal music shook the ground. These savage unwashed warriors carried harmonies no Chantry choir has mastered. Though their cause was all but hopeless, they sang songs that made the spirits weep.

I saw a dwarf emerge into the light of day and shield his eyes against the sun, the first time he had seen it. The tears were streaming from his eyes. I thought them from the blazing light until I saw the rock he held so tightly. Then he laid the rock down gentle, and he left it as he walked away.

I saw a young Qunari working in a simple kitchen, baking bread as she was ordered every morning. In every loaf she broke the rules. She’d take a punch of sugar and would fold it to the center, like a secret. And this act of small rebellion brought a shining smile across her face.

in every world, in every realm, in every version of the story, neal and emma find their way to one another.

172-VOLBUN [Volt-Bunny]
-The Static pokemon
-Ability: Static - Vital Spirit(HA)
-Dex: “With almost 2/3 of its body weight being only fur, this pokemon spends most of its life gathering static energy as it hops around. You may know one is nearby as the hair on your body will start to rise up.”
    -Cotton Guard
    -Thunder wave

–>Evolves with max. friendship<–

025-LEPOX [Lepus-Box]
-The Electrified Pokemon
-Ability:  Static - Vital Spirit(HA)
-Dex: “This energetic pokemon is very sociable and will spend most of its time tossing around with its mates, accumulating energy on its long fur. LEPOX are known for the "boxing Matches” that seems to occur among them, used as a way to release saved up energy when it becomes too much.“
    -Thunder Punch
    -Jump Kick

–>Evolves with a thunderstone<–

026-THUNDARE [Thunder-Hare-Daring]
-The Supercharged Pokemon
-Ability: Lighting Rod - Heroic Spirit*(HA)
-Dex: "This pokemon lives alone yet it will always remain nearby where wild VOLBUN and LEPOX live together, looking out for them when they need help. This noble behavior doesn’t stops there, if it hears a pokemon, or even a human in peril, it will jump on its aid immediately.”
-Sig. Move: Lightning Kick “The user launches a kick that lands a critical hit more easily. This may also leave the target paralyzed”
   Type: Electric
   PP: 10 (max 16)
   Power: 85
   Accuracy: 90%
    -Wild Charge
    -High Jump Kick

*This pokemon can’t be put to sleep and its attack cannot be lowered.

The Spirit Death/ Initiation

Traditions from all over the world hold that the person who wields supernatural power must first be initiated. 
But that word has changed since those times.
Today, most view initiation as some dusty set of rituals. But that’s not what it was then, and that’s not it is now for traditional witches.
It’s death.
It’s destruction of the old self to make way for the new.
It’s sickness and decay.
It’s the rotting flesh made bare for the young animals to eat.
Most know that it happens to shamans. You’ve heard the stories of sickness, depression, hallucinations, and lonesome. 
It happens to witches too.
It is a difficult time referred to now as ‘Spirit Initiation’, though I’ve come to know it as “The Death” or “The Spirit Death”. The phenomena has been talked about at length and experienced by traditional witches. Its function is to destroy the old to make way for the new. It kills the old you and uses it for kindling to light the witch fire. It’s happened to many traditional witches before they found their way to the Crooked Path. 
When people warn others that witchcraft could drive them mad, this is one of the things that they refer to. The destruction doesn’t promise you will return perfected. It’s been known to mess people up, leave them broken, or flat out destroy them. 
Most of the time, these initiations are led by a particular spirit. For many traditional witches, it was and is the Dark Man. For others, the spirits of the land might do it, or their ancestors, or all of them together. In other traditions, the spirit of another magical person would lead them through this and pass on their knowledge.
The Death manifests itself in different forms and can change in intensity from witch to witch. For some, it’s a physical sickness. For others, it can be a long bout of depression. Sometimes it’s a series of horrific nightmares or hallucinations. Though it can be different for each witch, it’s always an unpleasant experience. 
The Death only comes with one promise. If you begin it, you’ll never be the same again. The world will always look different and you’ll never be who you were before you began. 
When you feel you’ve hit the end of the road and can go no further, though you want to learn more, that’s when The Death often comes. 
It’s not something to be desired, but its results afterward are. 

Will You Stay?

Bucky x Reader

Summary: Don’t let go of him. He needs you. He wants you stay, but he doesn’t know how to say it.

Warnings: Angst, all that good shit, it’ll end with a sort of cliffhanger idk i like to call it an interpretive ending but whatever floats your boat, also the obvious language warnings and mentions of baby buck not being okay :-(

Word Count: 9.1k (i’m SORRY)

Author’s Note: so, again, thank you to my inspo tag bc I saw this quote and it’s been churning in my head for so long but I’ve never had the chance to actually sit down and write it. This literally took me a full year to write so let’s see how it goes ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Also this could possibly go into a part two if you guys want it. I have an idea for it but if people want to use their imagination to create their own ending then by all means! Anyways, feedback is more than welcome and please leave requests; I’d love to see what you guys want to read :)

Originally posted by gliceria

It’s funny how easily someone’s world can come crashing down. How easily the bright colors that once painted your world turn to an ashen gray within a few short minutes. It’s sickening that love can raise you up to the sky and show you the world and the beautiful blues and golds of the sky. It’s intoxicating how drunk you feel off of the beauty and the glory of having it all, of seeing it all. How warm you feel, how weightless and limitless, like you’re the air. Twisting and turning, light and free. Young and spirited, wild and reckless and untamed.

Poets, authors and painters convey love with the prettiest words and the lightest shades of pink and yellow and white. They romanticize the fall, the moments before the leap and how wonderful it feels when you finally do.

What they never tell you about is after the fall. 

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anonymous asked:

Why do they say that faeries are afraid of iron?

Thank you, that is a very good question.

Now firstly, faeries is a very general term. If you take a look at Faeries by Brian Froud or An Encyclopedia of Fairies by Katharine Brigg you will see there are hundreds of kinds of fairies.

But for simplicity’s sake lets divide them up into major types. I am using a mix of terminologies here that I believe explain things in the most simple manner.

Shining ones/Aos Sidhe: These are a divine race and/or semi-divine race of people that once ruled the British Isles, but later went underground and in the hills in a pact with the ancestors of the current residents to share the land. These fairies are usually huge and have bodies of light. Lugh, Angus, and Brigid are good examples. These are not particularly dangerous if you keep the pact with them.

Seelie fairies/Trooping fairies: These are the figures of lore seen dancing, holding feasts, and marching at the quarters as the seasons change. These creatures seem to have laws and rules in their courts. They have queens and kings and such. They sometimes kidnap beautiful and/or especially talented young people. These creatures are usually made of a kind of oily airy substance and they feed off of the spirit of foods and crops causing them to be no good for people to eat. They are usually similar to humans in build, but a little bit smaller or thinner—though most can shape change to be smaller or bigger, prettier or uglier as the case may be. They are somewhat dangerous, but sometimes can be tricked due to a moral and honor system of their own.

Unseelie fairies/The Host: These are restless undead. Perhaps fallen angels that didn’t take sides in the battle between heaven and hell. Suicides or other people who aren’t bad enough to go to hell and not good enough to get to heaven who haunt the land for whatever reason and are usually fairly solitary and are not particularly good-natured. These creatures tend to also be made of the thin oily airy substances and are also usually similar in size to regular creatures, but usually are grayer, more gaunt, and strange. They live in odd wild places like bogs and graveyards. They are very dangerous.

Primordials: This term is one that isn’t particularly celtic, but I find it describes a group of Titan like figures that are absolutely giant, the shaped the landscape itself. The Callieach is such a figure. As is Mananaan MacLear. Puck is also like this, he predates the elves and fairies and is the land of the British Isles itself. Also included in this classification (for simplicity’s sake) are the Fomorians, a race of monstrous creatures that live in the sea. They are known for being inhospitable and are often combative.  These are no more dangerous than the tooth and claw of nature itself. They foretell deaths, they are the fates of nature, but don’t play a particular role in the lives of mortals unless there is a special relationship made.

Of these various types the Seelie and Unseelie fairies are the ones that are most likely to be susceptible to iron. As they are often very airy and oily the heavy dark metal of iron is too much for them to lift or cross. I have read dozens of reasons by thinkers about why fairies can’t abide iron, and I have yet to see any such reason match the fairy tales and folklore itself. Often mythologists and historians see legends as being proto-science as having to explain something—therefore to them fairies aren’t real but they explain some sort of natural physics or biology or historical migration. I figure, certain kinds of fairies actually just can’t abide iron. I can’t handle radium, plutonium, nor nickel, and copper makes my skin turn green. So I think, they just can’t—no special reason, its just how they are it likely reacts with what their bodies are made of poorly. Whereas some of the creatures called fairies are known to be fine with iron, like the primordials and shining ones.

anonymous asked:

I'm so frustrated. I feel like the writers really did Kara dirty this season. There's so much that they could do with her, but they just waste all of that potential away. I really, really hope they actually get themselves together for season 3. This show can be so much better than what it is now.

Attention, Tumblr. This is motorcyclegirlfriends, and… 

We have been attacked. 

Shippers and non-shippers. Friends and neighbors. Children… Everyone. Suddenly stopped by forces of evil, as great as this show has ever known.

Your attacker has sought to take Kara’s free will. Kara’s individuality. Kara’s spirit. Everything that makes Kara who she is.

When facing an attack like this, it’s easy to feel hopeless.

We retreat. Lose our strength… lose ourselves. 

I know.

I lost everything when I was on Once Upon a Time.

When I first landed on this show, I was sad and alone. But I found out that there is so much love in this show. In there for the taking. And you, the people of tumblr, you helped me.

You let this blog be what it’s meant to be. You gave me back to myself. You made me stronger than I ever thought possible. And I love you for that.

Now, in each and every one of you, there is a light- a spirit- that cannot be snuffed out. That won’t give up.

I need your help again. 

Kara needs you… to hope.

That you will remember that you can all be heroes.

That when faced with an enemy determined to destroy Kara’s spirit, that you will fight back and she will thrive.

That those who once may have shunned you will, in a moment of crisis, come to Kara’s aid. 

That we will see the face again of the Kara we love. And perhaps… even the other characters we’ve lost.

Religion Building, Part 1: Tradition versus Belief

There are a lot of different ways to look at religion, particularly in the context of worldbuilding. The problem I see most is that stories that purport to be totally fantasy basically just repackage Christianity, Islam, or some sort of amalgamation of paganism depending on what they’re looking for and call it a new religion. And that’s fine(ish, sometimes), but if you want an actually new religion, you’re going to need to start (more) from scratch.

That can be really daunting, so I’ll break religion down into manageable pieces to give you somewhere to start from.

First, the parts of a religion. There are a ton of different ways to break this down, but here’s the one that I’m going with. Religion, at it’s base elements, is made up of two parts: tradition and belief.

That is, obviously a simplification, but it’s a good place to start.

Tradition, as I’m going to talk about it, is what is done, while belief is what is thought. Practice versus dogma, if you will.

Tradition can take a lot of forms, and it takes different ones depending on the religion. This can take the form of physical actions such as prayer, cleaning, eating, planting of trees/flowers/etc., slaughter of animals, going to a place of worship, other forms of gathering, meditation, etc. It can also consist of hierarchy or other structures within the religion. It can be ceremonies that take place. It can be locations that are or are not gone to. It can be laws Basically, tradition is what one does.

Belief, on the other hand, is what one thinks. This may include theism, the belief in demons, the belief in reincarnation, views on the cleanliness of certain activities, etc. Belief can be codified (eg. Nicene Creed) or not. It can be passed down entirely by oral tradition. It can be something with strict rules or something that is open to interpretation.

In general, belief informs tradition. The belief that a specific piece of land is sacred could lead to the tradition of going to it—or of never going to it. The belief that women are unable to connect to the holy spirit could lead to the tradition of not allowing them positions in the religious hierarchy.

There are some cases where, for cultural or historic reasons, tradition may be not directly tied to belief. People who aren’t Christian may still celebrate Christmas. Secular Jews may still sit shiva or light Shabbat candles.

This is just a starting block, a way to begin breaking down the massive task of creating a fictional religion.

Divination in Hyrule

So after making this post the other day, my brain rattled it around for a bit more. I asked my peeps over at the hyrulian pc discord chat for some input and we got a few more ideas hammered out:

Hylians seem to have a certain skill for dream interpretation and the Royal Family is known for their eerily accurate prophetic dreams. This is believed to come from their divine lineage and the goddess Nayru.

The Sheikah are masters of trancework and shadow-scrying. Its been said that their dreamwalkers were able to see hundreds of years into the future at one time. The Lens of Truth could be coaxed into revealing the true nature of things, and it’s accompanying Mask could even coax the secrets out of stones. (Interestingly, the Shadow Temple holds a great many secrets, and a young Sheikah is considered to be of age when they can traverse it’s numerous dangers with naught but the Lens)

Gorons feel changes in their volcanic home the way others feel the rains, deep in their stone-wrought bones and with a sense of the earth holding it’s breath. They cast dice and runes made of Dodongo spines and precious gems, and scry the curl of smoke and hot metals in their forges. Goron elders will bathe in blessed hot springs, where they listen to the Mountain’s hollow voice echo the earth’s secrets and the heat lulls them into deep trances.

Zoras cast shells and stones into reflecting pools, the answer in the number of ripples, or in the persistent stillness of the water surface. A special pool hides at the bottom of Zora Falls, for especially difficult questions. Zoras read the pool, the spray, and the emergent miniature rainbows for a fuller, in depth answer. Rain, mist and fog are parted by very skilled diviners, and rumors tell of a Zora hermit who collects the densest mist into a special bottle that can even see into parallel worlds.

Deku Scrubs divine leaves of all kinds, sometimes after tea, sometimes dried and crumpled into a special bowl. They can tell much by the state of their swampland, and the murky depths carry secrets from all corners of the land. Lily pads can be coaxed into formations that reveal the future, and glowing mushroom spores can be cast into beams of light or ingested to induce visions. (Quick-witted Business Scrubs cast lots with driftwood and moss-covered stones to find the best place for business and how much stock they should carry)

The Gerudo are masters of astronomy, the clear desert sky giving them a consistent view of Hyrule’s constellations. Pendulums made from sun bleached bones and hardy desert plants casting their shadows upon carved spirit boards are common. The witches Kotake and Koume (called Twinrova) scry with fire and ice, the elements the have power over.

anonymous asked:

Do you know anything about Druidism? I am leaning towards becoming a druid and following the path but I don't know where to begin. Could you give me an over view of it, if possible?

links for youuuuuu!!!!:D 

From sagefae

From @thedruidsteaparty (couldn’t link to her resource page :<)

Druidry Tags

What is Druidry?

Where do I Begin? (a personal guide from me to you)

The Three Tiers of Druidry




Teaching & Practices

Druids Wheel of the Year


Druid Prayer & Devotion


Oracles & Divination 

Earth Mysteries

Stone Circles

Tree Lore

Tree Symbolism

The Ogham Trees

Trees & People

Trees & Elements

Plant Lore

The Curriculum of the 13 Moons: Exploring the Gifts of Plants

Animal Lore

Sacred Animals of The Druids

Star Lore


Dedicating Your Grove

Druidic Triple Circle

Opening the Doorway - An Awen Ritual


Nature for Indoor Druids

Sun Water

Making Your Ogham Sticks

Opening The Crane Bag (blessing)

Charging & Invocation of Your Ogham Sticks

Ogham Spreads (1) (2) (3) (4) (5)

Awen & The Sun

Working with Awen: Connecting with Light & Inspiration

Incense for Bards

Incense for Ovates

Incense for Druids

Seeking the Spirit of the Land

Druidry & Other Paths

Druidry & Wicca


Christianity & Druidry

Helpful Websites

The Order of Bards, Ovates & Druids

The British Druid Order

Ancient Order of Druids in America

Books I Have Read

The Path of Druidry by Penny Billington

A Druid’s Herbal of Sacred Tree Medicine by Ellen Evert Hopman

Druid Mysteries by Phillp Carr-Gomm

Living Druidry by Emma Restall Orr

Ogham: The Celtic Tree Oracle by Paul Rhys Mountfort

Tree Wisdom by Jaqueline Memory Patterson

The Modern-Day Druidess by Cassandra Easton

Introductory Books

Other Books

Oracles Decks

The Druid Plant Oracle

The Druid Animal Oracle

The Celtic Tree Oracle

Wildwood Tarot

Druidcraft Tarot


Druidry: A Beginner’s Guide part 1

Druidry: A Beginner’s Guide part 2

Druidry: A Beginner’s Guide part 3

Phillp Carr-Gomm Druidry

The Seven Gifts of Druidry

A Druid Tree Meditation

Beginner’s Introductions to the Ogham

The Green Wood Grove (Druid Network)


This is a story from long ago, when the great mammoths still roamed our lands. It’s the story of my two brothers and me. When the three of us were young, we were taught that the world is full of magic. The source of this magic is the ever-changing lights that dance across the sky. The shaman woman of our village told us that these lights are the spirits of our ancestors, and that they had the power to make changes in our world. Small things become big. Winter turns to spring. One thing always changes into another. But the greatest change I ever saw was that of my brother. A boy who desperately wanted to be a man…

get to know me meme favourite animated movies • 1/10

Mars in the 9th house - Spirit Warrior 

Mars in the 9th house people want to kindle the light of God into an explosive forest fire. The desire to aggressively connect with the spirit, intimately, like a sexual crescendo is powerful and consuming. Mars accelerates the energies of a 9th house voyage, often expansively crackling through culture, land, religion, mind, and sea to ignite the guru inside. The individuals life energy is activated by her search for answers, a combative pilgrimage through existence, fighting for pure truth. The unknown is evocative for Mars in the 9th people. Both the mind and body can satiate the individual’s dynamic curiosity, setting the mind ablaze with philosophy and wisdom from the higher mind, energizing the body so it can search for meaning in its vast environment.

The intellect can be an airline in the 9th house. Mars is a planet that generates energy, desire, and enthusiasm. To think, to discover, to expand awareness, to lose herself in conversation with a foreigner, it can all kind of satisfy the individual in orgasmic ways. There may be a great enthusiasm for undertaking higher education, traveling to distant lands, and assimilating into a vast variety of cultures or cultural experiences. The mind is full of activity with Mars in the 9th, and the individual’s self confidence and faith in her own intelligence expands with experience and confronting the true mental arithmetic written in the universe. Everything that relates to the 9th house - its symbolic scripture and theology, philosophy, wanderlust, and spiritual law is activated through the flames of Mars. The individual extends her vision beyond the horizon as she searches for a way to infuse intellect with intuition and take herself somewhere higher. There can never be enough stamps on the passport, enough languages learned, or information contained in the mind. The individual can really burn the candle from both ends and become nervous, over stimulated, and uninspired.

The search for answers with Mars in the 9th can be dangerous, a path set of reckless abandon, but crystal instinct seems to motivate the person wanting to taste God. The individual typically has a good nature and tremendous respect for the global community. She may be stimulated to participate in politics, study religion, work overseas, or indulge in many faiths and readings until she sets on her own scripture. Focusing on variants of study that bring pleasure and joy are usually indications the individual is searching the right track. Often there is a tremendous morality displayed in Mars in the 9th. A sort of bowing acclaim for religion or laws of the spirit, a clear distinction between good and bad, God and the Devil. Her own divinity reflects in the light rays of the sun or the flickering of a candle, the orb that spirals in her chest radiates with intuition, universal love, and answers, all the blood of the cosmic mind flows here.


Spirit banishing ritual

“My mom attracted some freaky ghosts” is the beginning of almost all of my spirits stories. Even this one.

Some weird stuff was happening in our apartment, and it got a little out of control because of my laziness. The thing is asking nicely works wonders 70% of the time. In 20% of the time, showing the teeth will seal the deal. Only 10% of the time requires actual work to be done. 

I asked nicely for way too long. When my mom finally came to me and said “Aren’t you going to do something about it?”, I had to perform the hole banishing because it was too late for threats. The main thing was the piece below.

The tools

A fire proof container – It can’t be a small one. I used my 5 L cauldron.

Rock salt

Black salt

1 reversing candle – If you can’t find one, you can paint the bottom half of a white candle with black paint.

A knife

9 tealight candles

3+ incenses

A stick of palo santo

A bell – I used my singing bowl.

Burning alcohol

Long matches – Mine were out, so I used a long barbecue stick.

Broom – You can use your besom, if you have one. I don’t.

The way

Fill your fire proof container with enough rock salt so it can hold 3 incenses sticks and 1 candle up. I chose the number 3 because it is my power number, feel free to use yours. Position your sticks in a triangle form (or whatever other form you can make with your chosen number of incenses) and leave the middle empty.

Put your container on the ground (I put it in our living room), and align the 9 tealights around it in a circle form. The number 9 here symbolizes closure.

Light up all the tealights and incenses. Do not sit, this ritual is meant to be done standing up.

Hold your reversed candle and your knife in your hands, and say loud and clear what you are doing and why you are doing it. I stated that I was banishing the spirits because they had crossed the line and pushed the boundaries I had previously set in our living space. I evoked the landlord power and said that as long as this is my land, my rules will prevail, and I will not tolerate to be disrespected.

Get your knife and sharpen the black side of the reversing candle – this is the side that you are going to lighten, not the regular one. Put the candle in the middle of your container and light it. State that when the flame reaches the white half of the candle, all of the said spirits will vanish from your house, and never come back.

Now, get the black salt. Go to every room of your place and put a handful of black salt on the ground, stating that this salt will absorb all negativity and bad energy of the room. Leave it there.

While the candle burns, it is time to ring your bell. Not in a Santa Claus way, keep the swing short. You will walk around your place swinging this bell until all the black part of the candle is gone. Ghosts hate bells, trust me.

This will take a while. Pay attention to the incenses – every time one is finished, replace it with a new one. I cheated it and made the candle burn faster with one of those kitchen lighters – and that’s fine. I actually think it gave an extra oomph to it, making it faster with my will. Showing who’s the boss, y’know?

When the black part is all gone, it is time to get all the black salt back – time to use your broom. Swipe it on to a piece of paper and pour it into the container. 

Now, really, REALLY carefully you will pour the alcohol into the container – that’s why it can’t be a small one, you have to be able to do this without risking a burning. Pour the alcohol directly on the salt, close to the edges of the container. A little goes a long way. Don’t forget: always keep a lot of water close to you when you are handling fire.

With your long match or stick, get the fire from the reversing candle to the rest of the container. Again, be careful. State that the fire will extinguish any remaining energy from those spirits. 

Throw the palo santo stick into the fire. Let it burn with it until the fire fades away – which should not take very long (a little alcohol goes a long way, I said). 

After that, cover the hole thing with water, mix it a little with your stick and let it sit overnight. The next day, strain it and throw the remainings away.

It is a long ritual (at least for me, a minimalist when it comes to this sort of magick), but effective af.

Loki’s Song (Tony/Loki Soulmate AU)

Loki has spent a thousand years searching for his soul mate.
Tony knows Loki is his Soulmate, but just couldn’t care less.
After the Accords tear Tony’s life apart, he runs, leaving everything behind to live alone. But when Loki lands in his living room, Tony is forced to suddenly deal with his Soulmate, deal with everything.
Somehow, together, they discover love, and find the peace that only comes in the arms of your Soulmate.
And at night Loki sings to Tony, the song of the traveler and his spirit light, whose bond was so strong not even death could keep them apart.

Part One 

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

Part Six

Part Seven

Part Eight

Part Nine

Part Ten

Recovery (Starcoweek3 day 4)

Marco watched Star sit next to his unconscious body in the hospital bed. The heart monitor beeped steadily. It was the only thing providing her with some comfort, knowing that he was still alive. She took his hand in hers and brought it to her cheek.

He tried to place a hand on her shoulders but it only passed through. No, he wasn’t dead. Just a ghost. His spirit was separated from his body. How did he end up in this situation? Ludo. The little bird monster blasted him with an unknown spell, knocking Marco’s soul out of his body. Needless to say, when Star ran to check up on him, she wasn’t too happy. She dipped down and blew up the entire underground fortress. Ludo probably escaped somewhere, but it’s doubtful he’ll show up any time soon.

And now here he is, trying to figure out how to get back into his body. Honestly, he was starting to lose a bit of hope. He already spent a week looking at the spellbook, hoping he could get himself back into his body, but nothing seemed to help.

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