Matchstick Spell


Simplicity is the name of the game this year, especially in my house. Not only is my husband coming to the end of his career contract, which means changes in job, we will also be moving across the country, changing our lifestyle (farming!), and in the transition taking about a year-long road trip to explore the country.

Holy. Changes. Batman.

These changes are all VERY welcomed and SUPER exciting! I mean, if you've ever read the site, like EVER, you know I've been counting the minutes until I get to leave the desert. And after years of scrimping and saving, we are so VERY fortunate to travel the country. Trust me, you will not hear one bitch from this ecstatic witch!

But the reality of all those changes is that I don't have a lot of time left over for showering eating reading casting. Fortunately, I happen to know of a site that specializes in quick and easy spells! 

;)

And since you're living in modern era, what with all this technology that's supposed to make life easier yet somehow we find ourselves busier than ever, I'm guessing you could use a time-saving spell now and again as well! While I'm generally not a proponent of glorifying busy, the reality is sometimes chaos pulls you in like a riptide—strong, full of havoc, and you find yourself with hardly enough time to change your undies, let alone set up an altar.

...Fortunately, I've never been sucked into an actual riptide, but I'd imagine I'd be in major need of an undie change if the ocean was trying to kill me. Let's be honest.

This Matchstick Spell is the epitome of simplicity. Combined with a few moments of visualization, you will literally ignite your intention as you manifest the spell in your mind! (Because thoughts are energy, and energy is power!) Who doesn't like a little pyro in their Pagan?! =D

What You'll Need:
A matchstick
A pen


How to Conjure:
-Write your desire in one word on the match. Being so small, it may get tricky. Don't get frustrated. Write as neatly as you can and call it good! =P

-Before lighting the match, take a moment to envision your spell coming to fruition. For example, if you're seeking a new home, imagine walking into your new house. What does the entryway look like? What color are the walls? What does the living room smell like? Where will you put the couch? Really visualize your goal.

-Once your desire is crisp and colorful in your mind, say the following:


With the strike of a match, this spell is aflame,
Quickly manifesting, my desires attained.

- Light the match and allow it to burn as completely as possible without burning your fingertips! With one deep breath and the unfailing belief your spell will manifest, blow out the match before it reaches your fingers.

-Dunk the match in water to ensure it's entirely extinguished. 

-If you have house plants, push the remaining bit of match deep into the soil. Otherwise, take the small bit outside and bury. You shouldn't need a shovel, just kind of shove it into the dirt with your finger. You know, nature's tool! ;) Alternatively, you may also toss the remaining bit into a fire.


Your spell is now quickly on its way to manifesting! In and out in under five minutes. Imagine that! You just earned yourself a shower, you busy Pagan you!


Do you have a go-to spell when you find yourself short on time?

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Charmed to Drink You: Tea & Coffee Incantation


Caffeine is my vice. I know this is such a common habit it's not even considered a vice in our society. And I'm fairly certain people roll their eyes at me when "things to let go" discussions come up and I declare my bad habit that needs breaking is an overconsumption of tea.

I mean, how friggen weak does that sound?

*Tiny voice* "Oh, I really need the tea, man. You got any to spare? Earl Grey? Irish Breakfast? Hell, I'll settle for some Lipton, dude. You got a bag?"

But seriously, I'm kind of...cantankerous without my morning mug. I'd like to think charmingly so, but I think that's being optimistic.

=D

I wasn't always this way. In fact, I rarely drank caffeinated beverages when I lived in Arizona. New England is a whole other story. You practically grow up drinking coffee. They put that $#!@ in your bottle right around three months old. They actually served coffee milk in my elementary school, alongside chocolate and plain ol' white.

Ah, coffee milk. The TRUE gateway drug.

But back in high school, which was the last time I lived in New England, coffee was more of a way to stay up crazy late to do really strange stuff rather than a necessary component of functioning.

Strange stuff? What the hell does she mean by that??

Um, visiting a playground at midnight to play on the swings? Going sledding at night in the pitch black. Standing up old, dried out Christmas trees in my friend's yard so we could run them over with his beat-up truck. You know, strange stuff.

Hey! Don't you judge me! *Waves tea-caffeinated fist* When you live in a small town you have to make your own fun, okay?! 

...Really questioning the "charming" part of that cantankerousness right now, aren't you? =P

But now that I'm a pseudo adult, tea has become a necessity. I look forward to that steaming mug of bliss, breathing in the scent of bergamot and hope as the hot drink courses through my body, awakening the cells, tantalizing the mind with prospects and endless possibilities for the day ahead. 

See? Problem.

I've tried to skip my cherished brew; some mornings I'm successful. But usually by day three I find myself staring out my kitchen window at the desolate smattering of creosote bushes half hidden by the red dirt miasma this state calls air and I start grumbling to myself—actually muttering like a malcontent lunatic—"Nope. Not today. Maybe when we're out of here. Maybe when I wake up surrounded by trees, but not today!"

Have you called the authorities yet? I feel I need to tell you not to call the authorities. 'Cause I've had a cup of chai today. Really. I'm quite myself this morning.

=D

It's no secret America loves their caffeine. As of this post, there are nearly 14,000 Starbucks in America. That's 280 per state! And that's JUST Starbucks. That doesn't include my beloved Circle K, or my east coast mistress Dunkin' Donuts, or any of the other chains and quaint little coffee shops drawing in countless customers with their siren scent of aromatic roasted beans.

Fourteen THOUSAND. Whew! That's a lot of brew!

Whether you're a purist or prefer a double shot soy latte, no foam, half sweet with a caramel drizzle, you can cast yourself a daily spell in under twenty seconds.

Yes, twenty SECONDS. Of course, if you're drinking a double shot you can probably fold a load of laundry in twenty seconds, so maybe that's not quite as impressive as I imagine it to be.

Below is my personal incantation I use every morning to start my day with a little magick. You can select any three attributes you'd like for your day, but I included a list of suggestions to help you as well. Just remember to stir your drink clockwise to draw your spell to you. Counterclockwise is used when rejecting energy, which can also be done if so desired. 

What You'll Need:
A mug of coffee or tea
A spoon

How to Conjure:
-While stirring your drink in a clockwise direction, envision three general qualities you'd like in your day. Here are a few examples:
  • Productivity, creativity, and accomplishment
  • Relaxation, restoration, and tranquility
  • Happiness, health, and positivity
  • Laughter, enjoyment, and protection
  • Peace, contentment, and abundance
  • Love, serenity, and calmness

-Continue to stir your brew clockwise as you say the following:


____, ____, and ____
These three things I draw to me as I drink this cup of tea (coffee).


(So, if you want to use the first example you would say, "Productivity, creativity, and accomplishment. These three things I draw to me as I drink this cup of tea.")


There you have it! A simple spell that is easily incorporated into your morning routine. Toss in a scone and you're starting the day off right! Keep calm, drink tea, and cast on, my friends!


What's your favorite morning drink? What's your harmless vice?



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Death, Grief, and the Shitty Side of Spirituality


It's been just over two years since I experienced an unexpected death that forever changed me. It all happened quickly, a diagnosis and phenomenal loss in less than a week. Half a damn week, really. When it happened I wasn't just sad and depressed, I was choking on the grief, wading in guilt—which all too often accompanies grief—and I was angry.

Really. Friggen. Angry.

I wrote about it here and discussed the natural approaches I used to help cope with the grief hereSince then I've received a lot of e-mails regarding these posts and have had more than one person tell me they feel there isn't enough discussion concerning grief and Paganism, as if the topic itself is taboo.

In some ways, maybe it is. After all, death is something we openly embrace. Heck, our biggest sabbat is dedicated to it! We honor death as part of the life cycle, an ending that is also a beginning. As Pagans, we see beauty in the cyclical, including the reality that all life cycles include a stage of death. To us, death is not a definitive ending but merely a period of transition and growth for the soul, returning to the Divine Essence from which we all emerge.

Yet therein lies a dark little conundrum, one that I myself have questioned: Since Pagans embrace death as part of life, shouldn't we be at peace when people die? Shouldn't Pagans innately have a shortened period of grief since we understand it as the end of our journey on Earth? Shouldn't we be celebrating their life and honoring their transcendence instead of crying? Their spiritual journey is over! They've accomplished what their spirit came here to do! All is well, my remaining earth-dwelling friends!

Um, NO. This Pagan is more than willing to admit I am NOT okay with death. I accept it and I seek comfort in my spiritual beliefs when someone I love dies. I await signs. I tell myself death was part of their journey, and all journeys must end. But I mourn like a mutha. 

Like, bad. 

I'm an embarrassment at a funeral. I can't stop sobbing. The only redeeming factor is that I've learned to do so quietly. Even if I hardly knew the person I'm still a weepy mess. I just feel so deeply for their survivors, you know? We've all experienced the pain of loss. And despite understanding the need for death, it's a reality I strongly dislike— seeing people in pain, watching the family suffer. Knowing that numb, alien, sleep-like state they will stumble through in the weeks following such a painful loss.

As a Pagan, I do see a beauty to the cycle of life. There is a peace that can be found in the impermanence. Nothing lasts forever, not even the crappy stuff, which is a good thing when you're swimming in a poo-laden stream. As a Pagan I accept death, but I don't have to be happy about it!

I'm not okay with losing someone I love. I'm certainly not okay with watching them suffer, because death is an UGLY creature. And when I lost someone I so desperately loved two years ago, my world all but shattered. I will openly admit I didn't handle it with even a semblance of grace. I proverbially collapsed. I stopped functioning. The only reason I even ate was because my husband continued to shove plates of food in front of me and gently nudged me to eat. Otherwise, I probably would have gone weeks on just water and Kleenex. 

As Pagans, we often discuss the release that is death, the end to a cycle, and the eternal qualities of our soul. But apparently we don't discuss the turmoil left behind on our wondrous planet, because, as I said earlier, quite a few people have contacted me about feeling this topic is not frequently explored in our community.

Fortunately, after previously mentioned snot-fests at funerals, there's little in life that embarrasses me, so I'll go ahead and admit to it: As a Pagan I struggle with death. 

Not all losses are as monumental as the train wreck that occurred in 2016, but every loss is met with tears, with sadness, with a period of uncomfortable numbness where the world feels oddly dull and yet distressingly piercing at the same time. The explanation for this experience isn't that complicated: we are human. It doesn't matter what we believe, loss is still loss. They call it that for a reason! Someone that mattered to us—human or animal alike—is now missing from our daily life, leaving behind a void, excruciating emotions, and a lot of questions.

Why them? Why now? Why like that? Why ever? Why is life filled with so much goddamn pain?

It's okay to question the meaning of it all, the purpose of a path you can't rationalize. It's acceptable to wonder if you've been fooling yourself with comforting beliefs. It's natural to ponder if it's all a load of bullshit. Is there even really a purpose? 

I've done all of the above. I'm sure you have to. Moreover, it's okay to be angry. And it's okay to direct that anger at the energies that called home your loved one, the very same energies we otherwise worship. They can handle your wavering faith, your limitless anger. They understand your soul and the agony you are in. As our spiritual parents, they will carry you while you've fallen and they won't hold resentment when you are ready to stand again. Because the simple truth of spirituality and death is this:

Just as science can explain the process of conception without removing the awe of birth, spirituality can offer us footing but cannot eliminate the heartache of death. There is explanation, there is grounding in your beliefs, but the loss still remains.

Furthermore, being a spiritual person does not mean you never question your beliefs, your journey, or your purpose. I question that stuff all the time. If you're not questioning, you're not learning. And considering we're on a learning plane, there's always more to be understood. Otherwise, your journey would be complete and I'd be standing graveside, a blubbering spectacle garnering stares from bewildered strangers. 

If you've recently lost a loved one or you're still grappling long after a death, be patient with yourself as you process these arduous emotions. Grieving is a long process, and the truth is some losses will never fully heal. They'll become manageable, sealed over with a thin layer of acceptance, but in the quiet hours we still experience the yearning for that special soul that changed our lives.

Even now, two years after that ominous day, there are moments I ache with longing, my eyes well with tears, and my heart feels the weight of his absence. But most days I can celebrate his life, the lessons we learned together, and our bond that is unbreakable, even after death.

Because I am Pagan, and I know that his soul lives on. 

Have you questioned your beliefs after the loss of a loved one? Do you feel grief is under represented in Paganism? 


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5 Ways to Celebrate Ostara (Without Spending a Dime!)


Spring is such a lovely time of year! The earthy scents, bright green buds on the trees, and the sounds of chirping birds are all welcomed indications that nature is awakening from a frosty slumber. Slender grass tendrils poking through melting snow and that first day when mittens are no longer a necessity serve as a promise that those blustery winter days are slowly waning into the warmth and splendor of spring.

I've noticed people who love fall tend to consider spring a close second to their favorite season. It makes sense, really. It's basically fall in reverse, nature yawning to life instead of preparing for slumber, as if someone hit rewind on the DVR.

Spring in the Southwest isn't nearly as exciting as in other parts of the country, mostly because cacti are pretty stagnant. They'll spear you anytime of year, really. They're just so reliable like that.

Nonetheless, spring remains a favorite season of mine. Easily one of my top four. ;) And every Ostara I think back to the springs of my childhood, the vibrant colors of a refreshed earth, the blissful fragrance of revitalized nature. 

If you're looking for detailed information on Ostara, check out this post, which includes more free ways to celebrate! Otherwise, unwrap that chocolate bunny and let's get to celebrating!

Plant something
In many parts of the country the ground is still frozen on Ostara, if not covered in snow. But that doesn’t mean you can’t welcome the (painfully slow?) arrival of spring by planting something indoors! Treat yourself to a pot of tulips, a countertop herb garden, or whatever plant makes you smile and enjoy a little spring essence on your windowsill.

Treat the bunnies
Rabbits are a symbol of the Goddess, particularly during the spring. Seeing them is always a treat in my household, mostly because I live for anything covered in fur, but it’s also considered a blessing to encounter these lovely little lagomorphs.

Ahhh alliteration!

Give a sacrifice to the blossoming Goddess and her fertile earth by leaving some romaine lettuce* or berries for the bunnies.

Prepare your garden
If the weather permits, start clearing out your garden and preparing the soil for spring-time planting. If you're reading this while glancing out your window at a foot of snow on the ground, why not plan on paper? Make a list of what herbs, vegetables, and fruits you'd like to grow once the ground thaws. It's a nice way to tackle the winter blues!

Brew a spring tea
Just as nature refreshes and revitalizes, now is a good time for us to address natural detoxification approaches. 

But, you know, easy. Because that's how this blog rolls.

Brew yourself a warm mug of spring tea to help your body transition from the long nights of winter to the budding days of spring. Choose herbs like nettle, rose petals, lemon peel, cornflower, calendula, or dandelion to aid in detoxification as well as celebrating spring with an herbal brew! Interested in specific herbal purposes? Check out my absolute favorite go-to herbal medicine reference book: The Desktop Guide to Herbal Medicine by Brigitte Mars. 

Make an omelette
You gotta eat, right? Start your Ostara with a simple celebratory omelette (or egg scramble if you haven't mastered your diner skills). Use spring vegetables and herbs, like asparagus or chives, and a little fresh goat cheese to make a tasty—and sabbat specific— Ostara feast.

Bonus—veggies and herbs are detoxifying, so it's kind of a 2-in-1 celebration. Score!

Eggs aren't just treats from everyone's favorite oversized, home-intruding bunny. They also represent growth, fertility, and potential, all important aspects of this vernal sabbat! So whether you like your cackle fruits wrecked, on a raft, or flopped, eggs are the perfect way to celebrate the commencement of spring.

Too much diner talk? A thousand apologies. I've been enjoying myself some Do or Diner. I'm a sucker for a good cozy mystery! In fact, if you also love cozy reads please help a reader out and leave your favorite titles in a comment below!


Hope you all have a flower-picking, chocolate-eating, pastel-colored kind of Ostara!

Happy spring, everyone! 🐰🐣

*Some lettuce varieties, such as iceberg, can be dangerous to rabbits. For more information, check out this list of safe bunny fodder.


What's your favorite part of spring? 


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