"The whiskey you bought me, I was afraid to unscrew it, the Gypsy woman told me it was embalming fluid. You got a Black Cat Bone and a Buzzard Feather, a John the Conquer Root and they're all tied together" --CONJURED by Wynnonie Harris.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Confessions, Virtual Spanks & Tangible Insights

Confessions, Virtual Spanks & Tangible Insights

From the depths of lunacy to a cinema near you...

Firstly, I do apologize for my lack of being a blogger-addict; I just haven’t had the time between projects, study and life in general. There simply isn’t enough minutes in the day, that or I seriously need life management. These past few months had just been strange, from one extreme to another, study has been crazy not to mention the writing projects I already have and more placed on the silver platter for me to consider. Time seems to be flying, sometimes upwards, sometimes sidewards in rather chaotic sporadic patterns but rarely ever downwards. Studying an Advanced Diploma of Western Herbal Medicine has been a beautiful learning experience, and between the learning process, writing and my family (including the gorgeous network of friends I possess). I have felt indeed blessed especially after a few virtual slaps along the way which were certainly needed for I am extremely close to having a dream come true. The only thing which maybe prevents the full fruition is myself, to take the initiative and just “DO ETTTTTTT!” so many of us procrastinate for whatever reason, be it fear of rejection, frailty, lack of resources or support, self-esteem, motivation. The ‘fuels of failure’... so I have come to entitle them.

A true friend, will always inform you of your sillies, but also praise you for your glories; they speak to you openly, and should always be able to do so regardless of whether it may upset you. They will tell you where you are going wrong in life, whether you believe you are or not; they offer an insight that at times we fail to see because we are crashing blindly into a travesty or a brick wall. I am one of the luckily ones who have a wonderful network of friends who can and will kick me up the rear on such occasions... all good I say, bring it on! Happily so, I have an amazing group of assorted folks who are there for me, during the up’s, down’s and chaotic in-betweens which manifest randomly; and likewise. It has taken many years to find these beautiful people, sorting through the proverbial trash of gossipmongers, fakes, malignant people who lie to manipulate others into believing their lies, and basically scum of the earth trying to guise themselves as diamonds. It happens, such is life! But I thank Hekate for removing them from my life, now I would like for them to leave peacefully back to the snake-pit from where hence they slithered.

What truly matters, is who I know I can count on for these beautifully kicks in the rear, but also advice given with genuine sincerity, compassion, love, honour and experience or simply an ear to listen. To my friends, and you know who you are...  I owe you all thankfulness, and the words “Thank You” will never be quite enough for all that you have given, shared and expressed. Each of you have a piece of my heart, and even though I personally find these words are not enough, but I love you all so much, that it even transcends above the dialogue and usual understandings. You all instinctively know when there is something amiss, you all offer words that I need to hear, and hope you always know your advice is welcome and never falls on deaf ears rendering that I plummet headfirst into an abyss of pandemonium. I shall always come to you should I require/or in need of a swift spanking. A total meltdown is no option. So heaps up for the past and in advance (with love and gratitude) thanks for the virtual spankings and occasion kick up the jacksy!

Friday, March 25, 2011

The Shadow Self: To Know Thyself Is To Be Complete

The Shadow Self is something often discussed in ‘Contemporary Witchcraft’, and regarded as a taboo. It can be depicted as a 'prison' formed within our unconscious mind where we exile parts of ourselves that we subdue, deny, or neglect to develop.  These are frequently feelings of anxiety, fear, lust, insecurity, hate, envy, jealousy, desire, and greed... anything that we pretend not to possess; relegated to this deep pit (abyss) inside our minds. While these are usually determined as... negative attributes we feel should not have, they can also be positive things as well. Such as our power to be strong, sexual, sensual, independent, and assertive, qualities society teaches are sinful or immortal to possess. Everyone has a Shadow, and since we are all individuals each is uniquely our own. It is a part of ourselves we should not neglect or ignore: one cannot know themself truthfully if they do not accept all sides to their innate natures, and one cannot state they know themself if a part of themself is feared, neglected or imprisoned. Know thyself, doesnt mean acknowledge only half of ourself and shun the rest- to know thyself, is to know thyself as complete, light, shadow & darkness within.

The Pronunciation of Hekate's Name

The Shrine of Hekate Triformis
The Pronunciation of Hekate's Name


In Egyptian, Heka means "magical speech" while Hekate in Greek means "influence from afar". The latter attribution was given due to her ability to use magick upon a person from a great distance, above the earth and below the earth. Hence the references "Far Darter" and "The Distant One" were given as references to Hekate. Hekate is also spelled Hecate in Latin, and you will often see it this way in print. In Greek her name would appear as: 'Εκατη'.

There are numerous modern pronunciations of Hekate's name, all of which are identifiable (explicitly, most people will understand who you are talking about.) But returning back to the ancient Greek articulations (all which DO have variations of vocal dialect who argue over the names correct elocution and the spelling of the words themselves changes according to their placement/purpose in a sentence of that dialect)....

Greek vowels have a "characteristic” of being brief or withdrawn (long), which refers to (in Classical pronunciation) how long the vowel is held for, similar to that of a sung key or harmonic libretto mantra. Epsilon is always short; alpha can be either short or long. However much is considered musical, out of devotion and love, not just merely spoken.


In Greek words, the accent falls on one of the last three syllables; in the Greek spelling of Hekate, the accent mark falls on the central alpha ‘Ka’.So, Hekate is pronounced Heah-KAH-tae or Heh-KAH-tay not He-cah-tay (languid) . However in some 'older' spheres and circles of Hekate worship it is considered disrespectful to utter her name outside of ritual/dedication/prayer or ceremony.

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

I live in beauty and respect for all that is and around me. I touch the Earth with loving caress, I kiss the Stars & Moon with my own divine lips & I live the life of the Goddess, in her reverence and in her glory for she is within my essence. I respect myself for the Creatrix I am, the children I have are the children that I love. My world is beautiful because it is beauty that I have woven into 'my' creation.

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Full Moon Charge of the Goddess

The Charge of the Goddess
Words beyond time & space


And let it be spoken, that in the night-tide hours when the resonance of the Full Moon gleams down to reveal the beauty the curves of my form, the visage of my picturesque face in the grace of this most ancient mystery- know that, you shall gather in the secrecy of my sacredness, in all your aspects, both feminine and masculine; all my children who live the ways and oath of this most Ancient and Sacred Path. You who respect the path of the Heavens, of the Moon and Stars, of the Sea, of the Earth and Nature- and all the realms and worlds that traverse throughout and within that of your physical world, may all manifest this hour, of this evening in the hours of darkness and shadow, guided by this, most luminous and arcane of mysteries.

To this gift of my vision, for all to cast their eyes upon me and marvel at the ancients who have been before, those whom have tapered into the wisdom of time, this too shall be yours, the deepest of secrets and all things unknown that shall be found through the essence of my veins, the reverence of my ways and the guidance I shall offer during these most consecrated and blessed times. Live a life free of slavery, oppression and conformity- for there is no man-made mechanics that can bind my children to the ways of the sheeple, other than by what is their will, for at times the guided path is easier than the one who calls for individuality and self-thought. As a sign of freedom, may you enjoy all the fruits of life, feast, partake of wine, know laughter and know love, make music, bask in the divinity of this enlightenment- feel and express passion, enjoy the senses of all that is around you- only then shall you know the liberation of the body, heart, mind and spirit. This is the ecstatic rites of my calling, for mine is the law of love, joy and the rapture in all things that are of Nature; all beings.

Know thyself and remain true to your highest ideals, philosophy and principles- strive towards them and allow nothing to sway you from your path and your respect of self and lifestyle. Permit nothing to prevent your idealisms from becoming that of manifested accolade, a tribute to yourself for the honour you grant to yourself. Never lower your standards, for anything less is dishonour to yourself. Know that all is within your life because you choose it to be there, that you are in perfect control of all that rests in the palm of your hand and if it does not serve you or your highest ambitions and dreams, then cast it aside with no guilt- for sacrifice is the highest tribute to the self. Mine is the door which reveals the beauty inside and that of the exterior. Mine is the chalice of essence and existence, where the waters of my wine may offer or inspire purification, blessings, protection, enlightenment, creation, elation and comfort in times of sorrow. Mine is the cauldron, the womb of darkness which bears forth all that is life and welcomes our return in the time of our physical passing- the vessel of mortality and immortality; transmutation and transformation. I am a Creatrix of Life & Bringer of Death. The Goddess of graciousness, of cruelty, beauty, love, war, peace and revenge- for these are all the faces of Nature and therefore are the many sides of the passions and temperament that comes with the changes of weather and season from tempest to blizzard, summer to winter.