Daily

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I couldn’t find my notebooks. 🙁

I’m going to keep digging, though. They couldn’t have gotten far.

This month has been a bit crazy. Between my course, work, and being a Mom, I haven’t had much room to breathe. I’m not sure if I’m sick, but I’ve been feeling out of sorts, and I’ve been experiencing a weird set of symptoms for the last couple of weeks. Knowing me, it’s probably just fatigue. I have a three-day weekend, so I hope to rest a bit. I have a lot to do around the house, but I’m not going to push myself too hard.

If the rain slows down, I’m hoping to get outside a do a little work in the yard. There is a patch of thistles that have just absolutely exploded this last month and they need to go. Charlie said he’d lend me a pair of his work gloves to rip them out of the ground and I’m kind of looking forward to it. Get some of that ol’ aggression out, you know, LOL.

I volunteered myself to host the October “Witch Stack” book club in DCG. I don’t know why I did… I guess getting into the spirit of getting my little rump out of my comfort zone. At least I can speak about the book I chose, and I think I can speak on the material with some confidence. I chose “The Morrigan” by Courtney Webber. I need to reread the book and make some notes… maybe consult my Raven’s Retreat journal and see if there’s anything I can supplement the notes with. My anxiety is already at work, trying to get me to back out, and list all of the reasons why I should. I’m determined to see this through. Even if it turns out to be me just blubbering at the camera, or giving the deer-in-headlights look, at least I will be able to say that I tried.

I really need to get to bed. It’s Friday tomorrow, my dudes.

LOL. Good night.

Daily Music

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My latest earworm that won’t leave me be, LOL.

I’m still alive, I swear, LOL. The last little while has been spent working, more working, being mom, and working on my transcription course. Between all that, I’ve been enjoying the two new Marilyn Manson songs and trying to have a normal sleep schedule.

This month is going to be a bit crazy… I need to start getting my stuff together for Mabon, Thanksgiving, and Samhain. Also, the Empowered Modern Witches Summit happens at the end of September, and I’ve been at the edge of my seat in anticipation for that because this year’s theme is shadow work (free tickets for the summit are here).

One thing I did was reactivate my Photobucket account. It’s quite a mess in there, but it had all of my graphics and icons that I made for my blog and my LiveJournal when I was a teenager, and a lot of photos from when I was 16-18 in it. The photos were quite mortifying – I still can’t believe I wore Eric Draven style make up for years and no one stopped me, LOL. I might share them on here if I can get over the cringe.

Hopefully, this weekend sometime I will finally be adding some poetry and things under the writing section here. WordPress is being weird, so we’ll see what I can do. I am going to dig my old notebooks out of the closet and see what treasures I can find in them.

Goddess Craft Witchy

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I recently attended The Morrigan’s Ravens Retreat online, which is put on by the lovely Joey Morris of Starry Eyed Supplies. It was quite a transformative and wonderful journey. Prior to this, I had never worked with The Morrigan before, and with how well the retreat went (some very profound experiences were had) and how much information I’ve gleaned from it, She will be part of my practice moving forward. Joey is an absolute fountain of knowledge, and I still have a lot of the material to work through and book recommendations to follow up with because there was just that much material provided.

This retreat was completely online, and it stretched over three months (three weeks of material and then a rest week). Joey mentioned that she hoped to one day move it from the online sphere to in-person, and I would definitely save up to attend if that ends up being the case. I don’t know when Joey will be putting it on again, but I highly recommend if you want to know more about The Morrigan, or feel called to work with Her, this is the route to go and the teacher to chose.

One thing I learned about The Morrigan was that She is a poetess, and it was a big surprise to me that when I began working with this aspect of Her, my own poetic cork unplugged. I can’t even begin to tell you about how much my Samsung Notes app on my phone just became full of fragments of poetry and bits of prose. My favourite one that I wrote was this one:

“Badb,
Weave my grief
Into a lullaby,
So that I may
Herald my anguish
And cry my anger to the night.
Phantomess,
Draped in silk and moths’ wings,
Be witness to the changing of the guard,
For I now stand alone and
Mother’s soul rests on the wings of corvids,
Spiriting her to the Otherside.”

– Unfinished poem by Rachel Venos, 2024

Williams Shakespeare I am not, but I really did like this one. It’s not finished yet, and I plan to keep working on it and post the finished result.

It feels good to be creative again. Another thing working with The Morrigan has done is force me to confront (that seems too strong a phrase – She has politely kicked me in the pants and put me in front of) my grief regarding my mom’s passing and everything that happened with my ex-pedophilic partner, David. Things I thought that I had worked through, but as always… there was a lot of residual feelings there that I had been allowing to fester.

Although I’ve been journeying with The Morrigan, I haven’t forgotten my patron goddess… Lilith has given me the nod to work on what I’m working on now, and She’s been a pillar of support.

And mentioning Lilith, I’ve actually been thinking about what parts of my practice I want to post about on here. One of the things that I plan to work on is getting more familiar and working more with Lilith’s epithets – is that something anyone would be interested in reading about? Some of them have more information on them than others, so I will probably end up combining those into one post. I’m going to tap into this creative buzz that I’ve got going on and start writing more about my practice regardless… but that’s where I might start.