Reminder: Summer is Evil Sale

•July 28, 2015 • Leave a Comment

As I prepare for our Dionysos ritual at Many Gods West, figure I’d post this reminder about my Summer Is Evil Sale. And a special note: there’s a new listing at Magpie & Rook: 13 Issues of Man, Myth & Magic, the classic 70’s occult encyclopedia magazine!

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Go to Goblinesquerie for bone jewelry, my bone-working booklet, incense, and more, or go to Magpie & Rook for a variety of vintage treasures, and enter the code SUMMERISEVIL at checkout to receive 15% off your entire purchase! Sale lasts through August 15.

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Hermes in the Cemetery #7

•July 21, 2015 • 5 Comments

Lane Memorial Gardens is at the edge of town, at the very furthest point west that any of the regular buses go, and thus one of my last stops of this project. Unfortunately, this was another fairly uninspired cemetery – headstones all flat to the ground, big swathes of lawn, etc. But, a few more trees than the last, and a lot of statuary. One more to go after this!

Entrance

Entrance

You can't even see the graves. It's odd to me that people want a cemetery that doesn't look like a cemetery. Also, what a huge waste of water in this drought! Have to make sure the grass is alive over the dead people.

You can’t even see the graves. It’s odd to me that people want a cemetery that doesn’t look like a cemetery. Also, what a huge waste of water in this drought! Have to make sure the grass is alive over the dead people.

I assume these are cremains housed in this structure, with a plaque and flower receptacle for each one.

I assume these are cremains housed in this structure, with a plaque and flower receptacle for each one.

Another Jesus Kriophoros!

Another Jesus Kriophoros!

One of the few shady corners.

One of the few shady corners.

These modern stones with photographs freak me out a little. Strange to see a picture of the person who is decomposing beneath you, especially a child.

These modern stones with photographs freak me out a little. Strange to see a picture of the person who is decomposing beneath you, especially a child.

These are statues of the apostles, though from the back they looked like they were going to be Greek gods.

These are statues of the apostles, though as I approached from the back they looked like they were going to be Greek gods.

The pet cemetery section, which was neat. I like the St. Francis statue with the dogs, cat and rabbit looking up at him.

The pet cemetery section, which was neat. I like the St. Francis statue with the dogs, cat and rabbit looking up at him.

There was goose shit *everywhere* - at the end I finally saw them.

There was goose shit *everywhere* – at the end I finally saw them.

My favorite part - this circle of columns in the middle of nothing. Like a new ruin.

My favorite part – this circle of columns in the middle of nothing. Like a new ruin.

I left the herm of stones for Hermes in the center of the circle.

I left the herm of stones for Hermes in the center of the circle.

 

Inherent Animism

•July 15, 2015 • 6 Comments

“The city of Melbourne assigned trees email addresses so citizens could report problems. Instead, people wrote thousands of love letters to their favorite trees.”

I know this sounds silly, and I’m sure many of the letters were tongue-in-cheek, but… personally, I see it as a good sign. There’s still some inherent animism in the human spirit, even when the person isn’t consciously animist or polytheist. And maybe it will stop us from entirely destroying the other living beings on this planet.

Speaking of animism, a beloved local stadium built during the Depression just burned down in my city (just a couple blocks from where I live!), and it’s been interesting to see the reactions. People were really connected to that place, even beyond any particular memories or associations. The other day I noticed a sign tacked up to a nearby phone pole: “Rest in peace, beautiful stadium. You deserved better than this.” Again, a bit of personification at work, perhaps the same reason we still call ships “she.” Always makes me smile a little – one of the few times I’m on the same page as the rest of the culture.

Dog Bone Necklace

•July 14, 2015 • 4 Comments

A reminder that I am selling this necklace (that can’t be listed on Etsy due to their policies) – comment or email me if you are interested.

IMG_2080Green Beaded Necklace with 3 Real Dog Foot Bones

This delicate necklace of pale green stone beads and silver spacers features three real domestic dog foot bones. Animal died naturally – no animals were harmed to make this necklace.

Measures about 18″ long. Bones are between .75″ and 1.25″ long.

$25 with free shipping (US addresses only).

ETA: THIS NECKLACE HAS BEEN TAKEN.

Cartomancy resumed

•July 13, 2015 • Leave a Comment

Recently I had to turn down a couple cartomancy requests due to still being in recovery from my surgery, and a lot of other life craziness. But things are settling down and I’m feeling better than ever, so I’m ready to open the doors again. If anyone is interested in a cartomancy reading, please see this page with the details. I’m excited to get back to work.

Death Makes Angels Of Us All

•July 3, 2015 • 4 Comments

I’ve told the story here before, of how discovering Jim Morrison led me to Dionysos, and how he is entwined with many other aspects of my spiritual life. Thus, every year on July 3, I mark the date of his death and make offerings of whiskey. This year, I will also be watching “Feast of Friends” – a movie made by The Doors in 1968 which was just restored and released.

It is hard to adequately explain how I feel about Mr. Mojo Risin’ – it’s not about the man, it’s about the heros, the part of him that touched the divine. His music, his poetry, his strange drunken ecstatic presence, set me on the road to what I am now. And so I am going to share something kind of embarrassing, because it’s so dear to my heart.

0591This is a photo of me at age 13, wearing a t-shirt of Jim from the famous “young lion” shoot. This was taken in May 1991, meaning I had just started encountering my spirits and dealing with all of that. Just goes to show that the spirits do not always choose people for their looks! Oh gods – the hair, the glasses, the braces, the shirt tucked into jeans…

But despite all appearances, I was open, and I heard Them, and I let Them in. And fittingly, it was all to the soundtrack of music by The Doors.

Hail to the Lizard King!

Pursuing the Gods

•July 1, 2015 • Leave a Comment

Read this great article by John Beckett on why it’s perfectly okay to pursue the gods rather than waiting to be “called.” I’ve been called plenty, but I’ve initiated relationships with gods too. There’s no reason we have to wait for Them to make the first move! (Although, also no guarantee that They will reciprocate or things will click.) An especially important point he makes is that many people might be hearing the call and not recognizing it. I see this happen a lot. Which is why I always advocate learning to interpret omens and finding ways to communicate with the gods no matter what your mystical skill level. Anyway, go give it a read.

 
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