This is Declan. He is my doll. I dress and pose him to help me. He helps me use my fine motor skills. Important for someone with MS! I also use him in my ritual work. He represents the perfected me. He is all the things I can become.
I loaded him with my personal energy. He even has his own crystal. He is instrumental in my focus work. He allows me a chance to focus all my energy on a single still point. A still point that represents all I would like to be and become. He allows me to explore aspects of my Self that would otherwise be cloudy and indistinct. He offers me a glimpse into the me I can become. This is a powerful tool!
I also use him and the energy I’ve given him to take away the parts of my Self that I am unhappy with. I take the bad stuff and transfer it onto Declan. That way I can be done with it and move past my own personal garbage.
So you see he’s a very powerful tool for my ritual work. I know it seems crazy but it works for me. What in your life can you make a tool for transformation? It’s not hard to find if you just look around with new eyes! Hail Declan! Hail the me I can become!
I was born to follow a Druid path. It’s amazing how as I age little things about my past become apparent. Like this little fact. It’s something that now is crystal clear to me. My dad was a Druid and raised me to be one as well. Although he never called it Druidry. It was just the way he was.
My family going back 400 years are farmers. They lived close to the land. They respected nature. They lived according to the seasons of the year. My father also farmed but did more than that. He became a land improvement contractor. He put in drainage systems. He built terraces. He did all he could to leave the land in a better state than he found it in. He was a Druid in that regard.
He honored his ancestors and taught me to do the same. Many hours were spent with my opa or grandfather listening to tales of my German family. I was taught to follow the train back through our family history. Gave me a strong sense of who I was.
My family was one of the first families in our small village to recycle. My father or mother would drive 45 minutes to take the old newspapers and plastic and metal in to be reused. It became a game for me dividing all our trash into their proper containers. A lesson learned early that I haven’t forgotten.
In these simple ways and so many more I was taught small but powerful lessons on how to live a life in touch with the land and nature and all the wonders and challenges it offers. Is it any wonder that as I look back over the years my favorite childhood memories include just sitting for hours on a pile of dirt taking in all the energy of nature? I was born to follow the Druid path…
I love birds. I had pet parrots for years. I love the way they think and act. I especially love the way they fly.
Wild birds also have a special place in my heart. They are undoubtedly the best fliers. They can soar past your field of vision into the clear great beyond in an instant.
I wish I could do that. Just take it to the wing and fly. I’m not really sure where I’d go. I think it’s just the act of flying that is the goal. No destination. Simply flight for the sheer joy of flying.
I have ideas. And thoughts. I try to share these with others. I have this blog. I’ve written two books. I share my stuff. And most of the time people respond in a positive manner to it. When I’m busy sharing ideas I feel almost as if I’m flying. As if I’m leaving my MS-riddled body behind and being one with the sky. It’s a powerful feeling. Addictive even. It’s why I write in the first place. To fly.
I hope while I’m flying I’m leaving interesting patterns in my wake that others can follow. Perhaps even grow from. The words I put down are my way to leave a map to the sky. A map that others can follow if they choose. It’s not the only map of the sky out there and maybe not the best but it’s mine. That’s what I leave behind in my flying. A map of the sky as I’ve experienced it. It’s the best I can do.
So maybe I do fly after all. And hopefully my flight brings you a map of sorts to the sky. All that’s left is for you to fly on your own. Go ahead and use my map as a guide and depart to places I hadn’t even imagined. Make your own map too. Fly.
I admit I don’t generally do curses. I prefer to keep my magic positive. But recently I have done a curse sending. It’s the first in years. But I feel it was well deserved.
The person I cursed was someone who was gaining power and influence by getting others to be their minions. Then they would suck the life and energy from their “followers” and cast them away. I was made aware of this behavior by two people who had first hand experience with it. They had experienced this behavior. This person was in effect acting like a spiritual vampire. I find this sort of behavior very disturbing. I felt I needed to act.
So I decided to do a bind rune sending to in effect disturb this person’s ability to act in the ways that would bring them new followers. I constructed a bind rune of murk stave aspects of several Runes having to do with words and communication. I then sent the bind rune to this person for it to take effect. Did it work? All I know is that shortly after sending it this person was blocked from posting on several Facebook groups. Their ability to communicate was cut short. I called that success.
Before you decide you are going to curse a person there are things I strongly recommend you do. First examine your motives. Why do you want to place the curse? Is it to hinder others from doing a behavior that negatively impacts others? Or is it for material gain or personal glory? Make sure your motives are pure and for the betterment of the multiverse. If so than I say you have a green light to place the curse.
Best to not curse if possible. Best to just let the multiverse work it’s own magic against the person. But if fate needs a little boost…
Let your gods decide if a curse is in order. Do a Contemporary Seidr session on the subject. Do a Rune reading. Get in contact with the divine and try to get their take on the subject. That’s always the best way to decide.
Serious work to be approached in a serious manner. Keep that in mind before cursing someone out.
September marks the two year anniversary of my beginning my trip down the Druid path. I felt this was a good time to reflect on what I’ve learned so far. Here goes.
The lore is a living breathing thing. It’s not just some stories that were recorded to simply entertain. They are tales of things that have wisdom for us as much today as it did for the ancestors. If we take the time to study the lore it’s not a very far stretch to see what these stories have to say to us today. We can all benefit from the real life application of the lessons to be learned in the words.
The gods and goddesses are talkative. Very. A little meditation or trance work opens up dialogues with the hitherto unknown. This is a way to directly experience the other realms. Our hearts and minds are opened with a little effort to make the connection with the deities. These conversations are great tools in the regards of self transformation. If you have yet to make an effort to connect with these entities I strongly recommend you try. You won’t be disappointed.
Trees are people. Trees have a life cycle just like humans. They are young and sprightly and become old and wise. Trees are in touch as we all should strive to be in touch with the rhythm of the year. They bloom and wither all in the course of a year. I try my best to be as in touch with these cycles as my tree kin are.
I have learned the value of quiet contemplation. As someone who has a brain that is always in overdrive I now know the power of silence. I can rest and relax with a simple crystal in my hands. Trying to be in touch with nature slows me down. These are the times you cherish most.
Those are a few of the lessons I’ve learned. There are more. And as I continue on this path I look forward to learning much more.