• Most witches don’t believe in gods. They know that the gods exist, of course. They even deal with them occasionally. But they don’t believe in them. They know them too well. It would be like believing in the postman. Terry Pratchett
    Witches Abroad

Other Blogs

  • Someday I Will Be Doing Research Again
    Until that point apparently I will just pop in once a year or so and remind people that it is the Opet season, a time when we show civic support for our broader communities here at Peaceful Awakenings’ Take On Kemetic Social Values. If anyone wants to join me, The Emboatening Crew on Kiva is […]
  • Opet Again
    Just popping in to remind everyone that with the Opet season upon us again, the Emboatening Crew is still rolling to support Kiva loans. (My office renovations are going well if slowly, so who knows if that means I’ll get more work done when they’re done.)
  • CowOfGold Moving
    An update on my previous post: Cow of Gold will have a new home here when the maintainer has a chance to put up the site again (with some revisions, apparently).
  • Hills of the Horizon: The Past is Another Country
    The problem with extrapolation from history is that nothing is testable. The evolution of a religion over time is not a predictable and easily comprehensible thing, where we can look at a point in time and say, "It was like this then, so it would be like that now." The process of deciding what needs […]

The Harvest Feast, Opet, Community, and Care

[ blows dust off the blog ] Okay then.

Three weeks ago, I was exhausted. To the point of uselessness. I think that’s important for me to remember, right now. Because while I was in that state, where I could barely do anything at all, I declared that I wanted to mark the equinox.

I […]

Warning: I start from UU politics

So I read ‘Enough of this F*%ery Already White UUs’ and followed the links to the post that provoked it and this response video (on FB), which I actually listened to, and I have a particular thought to express.

And one thing struck me, and it struck me really hard: this sentiment of “my religion […]

Bread and Roses

Let’s just stick to this image:

A tall woman comes up to the front of the chapel, pink hat over steel hair and freckled brown skin. When she begins to sing her voice is uneven, imperfect, strained:

“Put on your face….”

She makes it through the verse, takes a breath.

The congregation starts in, unevenly, […]

Start in the Landscape

Imagine, if you would, the landscape of Egypt-of-old.

Think of the sharp divides that the dry air leave between day and night. Think of the sudden line between the desert and the fertile land, and the way the flood presses back the sand, and the sand presses back the flood. Think of the river flowing […]

One of Seven Heavens

(Changed my crossposter settings to do the whole post over to tumblr, so we’ll see how that goes, huh? I was not happy with how the thing handled the Antinoan Poetry entry.)

Today, I find myself thinking of many things. This is the third post I’ve started. We’ll see if I finish it.

I am, […]