Thursday, July 12, 2012

A Pill for That!

I can't remember being sick much when I was growing up on the farm. Granny always had a tonic, salve or brew to make even the biggest pain better. Nowadays there are so many meds for this and that, life just seems like a pill dependant nightmare.
For Example (to air my dirty laundry in public). I have arthritis pretty bad so I take Ibuprophen, which in turn contributes to IBS and incontenence so then I take Imodium to help that and I stay very close to home. I also have fibromyalgia which is treated by Baclofen which makes my legs cramp, Therego I drop the Ibuprophen for a couple of days and use Meloxicam instead. Meloxicam makes my stomach hurt so then I take Prilosec and Ranitidine.  Lastly, I have asthma, which came late in life. I use an inhaler for that and recently I was diagnosted with allergies. Gee, You think the ten cats I have contribute to that. Oh yes! Lets not forget the depression I was told I have. Really! I don't feel depressed or do I?
I am so disgusted. Having real painful offlictions is bad enough without having someone tell me I  have things that are wrong with me I was perfectly happy not knowing. I am afraid to have any test done.
Sometimes it gets too easy to swallow a pill intead of just taking better care of ourselves, naturally.
What is the point of this rant. Simple advice.
While you are able, try to eat better (while you still have teeth), walk farther (while you can still move), Laugh louder (while you still have enough air in your lungs) and turn off that dad blame television. Those medication commercial are brainwashing us all.

Friday, February 4, 2011

Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder

Sometimes I wonder if I am going senile because I am so forgetful. Well, i discovered that I remember very well, especially in recalling memories.
I was notified yesterday that one of my cousins died in January. I had not seen Donald in forty-two years but had called him about five months ago just to catch up on old times. The news was so painfull that I was completely surprised by my own reaction. Why was this so crushing? We had not been around each other for over half our lives, but, yet I felt as if I had seen him every day and lost a constant pal.
I sat in my pink chair with the letter lying in my lap and remembered the times we had. I had gone back to live with my mom in 1967 and had spent a long two summers with my cousins We were like a pack Ricky, Dennis, Donald and myself. We went to the movies every Saturday and I spent the night at one of their houses.
Donald was my favorite and I spent many a day setting in the floor with him playing Monopoly, Rummy or reading comic books.
We went swimming at Lake Waco, Made rummage sales, rode bikes and went skating (he was my teacher). Sometimes we would go to my Uncles Garlands for a fish fry and fish in the Brazos.
Most of my female cousins in Texas were older or lived far from me,but that did not matter because I had the boys.
I was sad for him when his home burned taking his wife and son although I had not met them and just lost track over the years.
Even in his long absence he will be very missed and always loved . I know this because the best memories are kept in the heart and not just the mind.

Monday, December 13, 2010

What Will Come?

I know I am not alone when I wonder what will come to humankind. Will we survive a future of strife and restore our existence and our planet to a world of kindness, honesty, prosperity and morals. Or , Will we be foolish and continue on, blindly destroying our lives, our planet, our souls.
Will bombs fall and desentigrate cities and forrest or maybe in some remote cavern a secret lab will unleash a destruction upon our world that takes no prisoners and distinquishes not between race, age, wealth, religious beliefs or what have you.
I guess time will tell, destiny will always get her way, be it good or be it bad.
This I do know with all certainty, I am alive, Now! What will I do?
Well, I am going to say I love you to the ones close to my heart everytime I see them walk away from my sight.
I will be kind to children, elderly and sick or disabled. I will share my bread with the poor and my blanket with the sick and all alone.
I will say "i am sorry" to those whom I have hurt and do my best to make it right.
I will save as many abandoned and injured animals as I am able to, that thier live not be lost in vain.
I will plant as many flowers and trees as I can. I will not pollute our Great Mothers waters or strew her lovely face with trash.
I will thank the almighty for the life I have and I will care for and appreciate all the Creator has blessed humankind with. I will honor the life I was given for it was a truly unselfish gift from a generous and loving Creator.
Whatever happens to us, I know I have tried to make amends as best I can, while there is still time.
Then, I will close my eye and sleep, peacefully.

Saturday, August 28, 2010

See the Light

Is it my imagination or does the light of day change with the seasons?
The leaves become darker with age and dust  and begin thier change before dropping from the trees. The air becomes cooler ever so slightly up until the chill of winter slides into place. Even the smell of the air changes as the Great Mother readies herself for a time of rest. Most of the signs are so visible it takes no real effort to think about them. Just open your eyes and they are there.
The light is a different matter, though. The daylight, even on a sunny day is still a tiny bit different when the seasons change. Sometimes it seams a little unclear, darker, sadder even depressing. I am not talking about a cloudy overcast light but a clear, blue sky kind of light that just isn't quit right..
When spring arrives the daylight is bright and clear like a light has been flipped on in a room that was dark for a long time. The new colors of nature are so vibrant and, well, new.
I have often wondered if other people can see this difference or if I am just a lunatic with a big imagination.
Oh. well, maybe i am overthing the matter.

Sunday, April 4, 2010


I stare into the black, black velvet and let the darkness penetrate my mind. I see the sparkle of diamonds scattered randomly across the blackness. I feel the beauty as if it had breath. I let go of anxiety, fear, sadness and I stare into the space, into the black. I see pearls of many shades of color. Some with soft bands of circle around pale pink or blue spheres. I pass them by and I realize they are gigantic. I am weighless and float into the abbyss.
What is this? This sparkles like jewels around a queens neck but far more precious.
Then as I slowly come back to myself I feel the breeze  across my face, the grass beneath my feet and I realize I have been deep in thought. Spiritually transcending far above the boundaries of earth. This is the night, the heavens and stars. This is my imagination in awe.

Thursday, March 18, 2010

That Awkward Feeling

I know that learning something new can sometimes become overwhelming and there are times that you are just not sure if you are doing it right. Been There, Done That!
I was raised around the craft all my life but never taught much about it. I was taught the farming herbal wildcrafting thing but I have to admit I did not pay much attention so what I retained was mediocre at best. My family on my mother and fathers side was pagan/christian, I know, you can't be both but YOU CAN! The way you believe is all in the raising and choosing. They did not force me to be one or the other because thier belief was that the choice should be an individual one once you are grown or old enough to decide, which ever came first.
I went through the whole religious/withcraft is evil conflict. I became extremely superstitous and I did the unthinkable for years. I made religious fanatic. I made choices for my kids which is not entirely wrong. Giving your kids a good healthy dose of the family practices whatever it may be (as long as it is sane and legal)does help them decide when they are mature. I wish I had been taught more.I went overboard and became a religious fanatic for eleven years of my life. This came about after my aging grandmother sold the farm where I lived for several years. I believe if I could have raised my kids on the farm I would have evolved to the Path sooner. The money went to pay offf huge debts and we became poorer (not that we were not poor to begin with) really fast and I became dillusional and decided the wrong choice of beliefs led to our present demise, so I became a Christian Religious Holy Roller in the worst way.
Now, I still practiced the homemade herbal medication thing but mostly because of being to poor for medical insurance.
See, the thing about growing up Pagan, especially when your family history of five hundred years clearly shows that witchcraft is in your family to stay. You don't realize that, maybe, it is in your inherent makup. You are a Hereditary Witch, and Yes, I believe in that and this is why.
All the years I tried to instill Chritian beliefs in my children my pagan past would just pop up in my face. When I would stop to check out a trash pile or clean out a student dorm, I would come across literature on Wicca or some other Earth Based Religion so I would immediately give it away. You noticed I said give it away because I don't believe in wasting. I am an avid recycler of junk. I would have a disagreement with someone over something I was very passionate about and bad luck would cometo the other person. I would pray for justice and it would happen. People that made fun of us would become the brunt of other peoples scorn. They would suffer the same indignity as was forced upon us. I would pray for rain standing in my yard on a hot night only to wake to a downpour with tornado warnings. I also had dreams pretty much of my life that had ways of comeing true (in my early and religious years I thought I was cursed).
Then one day in 1980 I stopped to pick up some stuff out of the trash and there was a copy of the Modern Witches Spellbook by Dorothy Morrison. Being the saver (not Hoader) I am, I carried it home in a box of dishes.
A Note, We had nothing when I divorced so the junk was very badly needed, my kids literally played with dirt for lack of toys. most of my furniture came from discards and I had a pretty nice house.
I put the book on a shelf in my bedroom closet and forgot about it. Occasionally, I would pull something from the shelf and the book would fall on my head and I would stick it back upon the shelf.
This was a time when my religious fanatism was slowly dissipating thanks to a rough marriage and the lack of support from my fellow church members at that time of a family disaster. I had started to rethink my beliefs.
Just the same after about the four time of getting hit by this book I decided this was a sign and commenced to reading the book. Dorothy, you are a saint! This book was me, this was what I had always been and just did not give myself a chance to know it. This was what I should have had in my life, not casting away the chritian church but sharing, the way my ancestors did. They really had it going on and dumb me did not realize it.
Years of working three jobs, going to school and raising three kids did not leave me much time to study the path as I shoud have but I continued to collect book on witchcraft and wicca. The lack of training in the Craft of the Wise when I was growing up left me ignorant of the ways of the craft so I started from scratch.
When I finally had time in my life in the late 90s to really start studying I was often left with the feeling of doubt in the way I was carrying out the spell or other applications. I learned that witchcraft is a learn your own way in your own time kind of thing. When you feel good about the way it is done, then it is done.
However, some application should be carried out according to traditional methods to be completely effective so be sure to learn all you can. Also study other religious belief systems both Chritian and Pagan because in the end there is no place in life for criticism of other ways of belief. Life is what we make it, Religion is what we make it, use it all for the benefit of good and good will be your reward.

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Witchy Responsibility Times Three!

The web is a wonderful place to come to for info about Witchcraft, Wicca or most any other Pagan belief and it is also a great place to find services rendered in these fields, FOR A HEFTY PRICE! I know there are people out there who are not sure about thier powers and would rather have someone else cast for them or Maybe this person does not really want to be a Wiccan or Witch but just wants the benefits. Well either way these things have serious repercussions.
The most serious of all these repercussions is YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE for the outcome. Whether you cast yourself or lay down your thirty pieces of silver to have it done, IT IS YOUR BABY!
When you lay out $300 to $1000 for some stranger to cast a spell for you (that you could do yourself for just a few dollars) you are buying responsibility for anothers actions. What if something goes wrong or even if it goes right (a little too right) and you need this spell reversed. Some spells can only be reversed by the actual caster and that is another $300 to $1000 or more. No better way to make a killing than to have an emergency that needs to be fixed, FAST! There are a few WITCHES FOR HIRE that will rip you a new one at every opportunity (why do you think they charge rediculous prices). Many of these paid for spells have many parts, you do a little and the Hired Hand does a little. So when the BOOBOO has to be fixed; who slipped up! Many times you have to wait for written results (for WEEKS). Although, if you did the spell yourself, YOU WOULD KNOW THE RESULTS, ALREADY! When they arrive and or if you find out they are wrong or you have been RIPPED OFF, GOOD LUCK with that REFUND.
Remember "WHAT YE SENDS OUT RETURN TO YE THREE FOLD" (this is not an exact quote)and that applies to anything you hire done, If your are the initiator and you reap the benefits, then it is all yours.
SOOO! Here's the thing! Why not do it yourself? You can save enough money to stock you cupboard for Life and if something goes wrong you can fix it yourself. The info and advice is only a click away and there are many wonderful witches that would advise yo in a spell, FOR FREE!When you have to suffer the results, it should be for your own actions and not those of a HIRED STRANGER!
Learn your craft. and do your own spells. Be responsible for your own actions. This is a lesson in foolishment for all the newbies stopping by.
For those who do not wish to associate themselve with the title of witchery but wish to benefit from the talents of others. GET A LIFE!.
Well, Remember the famouse words of the aunt from Practical Magic. "You can't practice witchcraft while you look down your nose at it!"
Be Blessed,
Love, Peace & Hope

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Learning to be a Witch

I know how hard it can be when you first start out on a chosen path, any path. It is a little intimidating, so you read and search the web and read some more. Well as wonderful as books are sometimes they can be down right confusing and can leave folks a little disheartened. Some paths seem quit overwhelming, such as the Pagan Path. Many look for pictures or videos to help understand a certain application associated with The Craft. It is not a good feeling to try a spellcasting from a description in a book only to finish feeling as though you made a booboo. It is really hard to muster up the spirit and the power when in doubt. Well, I hope I can help. Now, I am not telling you to throw away your books, Heaven and Earth NO! Especially if you are using a book written by the greatest witch alive, Dorothy Morrison. In the days when I started my journey a book was all we had, but Dorothy made that journey simpler than many books I tried. She is a Goddess! The computer age made it possible to research and that was an amazing thing, but there was still all the animosity and harrassment Pagan folks had to deal with, even on the net. Unfortuneately, many web sites did not last long. Thank Goodness, those days are over. There is an abundance of info on the web today, and videos galore. Learn from these videos and add your own ideas and such to create your own unique style, what suits your needs. REMEMBER! Never use any belief system to harm any living creature. The use of animals for food is understandable but to kill for sport or pleasure is an abomination and a sin in the eyes of the Creator Most High. I intend to create a web site where newcomers can see photos, videos and much more. This will of course take time, so I quess I better stop yammering and get to work. The Witch is In the House!

Monday, September 8, 2008

What Makes Us Who We Are

I hope everyone enjoys this site. I am trying to learn how to do this so please bear with me.
I dedicate this blog to the love of my beliefs, Mother Earth, gardening and to animals and the people that care for them. I look forward to hearing about your gardens, your beliefs and your beloved pets and I will happily show you mine. Please link your sites to mine so everyone can enjoy your stories.
You are also welcome to talk about anything you would like to as long as you do it responsibly. You may talk about your religion if you like. I would appreciate it if all bloggers be civil and appreciative of each others ideas, opinions and beliefs. You are welcome to talk about any belief system you hold dear to your heart. Earthbased, Christian or other. A belief is a personal preference not a part of the human DNA. Respect each others perspective and they should in return respect yours. Never be vulgar, use obscene language, or defile the name of anyones God , Goddess or Holy Entity. This is a vile behavior and will not be tolerated.
Remember it is written in all societies: "What you send out returns to you three fold".
Bless All,
Gypsy(Gaia, Mary)