Blessed Solstice to all my Pretties!

I hate the cold. I just can’t deal with it. In the winter I only leave the house when I absolutely cannot help it. I hibernate, as regular readers may have noticed: sometime around Samhain I just disappear. It’s a terrible thing to do, and I know that even as I’m doing it, but I just can’t seem to get my shit together in the winter.

Hooray for Summer, then! I usually begin to really get my mojo back around Beltane, and especially now, around the official astrological beginning of summer. So to celebrate, I’m pushing back my next mythology post (sorry, Lakshmi, if you can hang on until next week, I promise I’ll do you right) and examining the sabbat.

Happy World IBD Day!

I’ve talked often on this blog about being chronically ill. I’ve never mentioned what I’ve got, because it’s gross. Who wants to read about poop on a witchcraft/mythology blog? Not me! So here’s your fair warning, if you don’t want to read about poop on a witchcraft/mythology blog, go no further. We’re not going to talk about poop, but if that’s the way you think, you’re already a lost cause.

OK, ready?

Patriot Day: Fight ISIS with Isis

This is gonna cost me.

Today is the 13th anniversary of the other day that will live in infamy: 9/11. Everybody remembers where they were when they heard; I was at work and the receptionist came into the back office to tell us after the news of the second plane hit. We were in upstate New York and I remember going to the window to watch the sky even though we were 400 miles from the city. I remember watching the footage of the people jumping out of windows before the news networks realized what they were broadcasting. That was the bit that sent me flying out of the office to pick up my kid from school and hole up in the house.