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I'm looking into traditional witchcraft. This blog's theme may shift a bit from the pictures and eclectic stuff I've always posted and become a bit more personal as I figure out what path is best for me going forward.
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I'm looking into traditional witchcraft. This blog's theme may shift a bit from the pictures and eclectic stuff I've always posted and become a bit more personal as I figure out what path is best for me going forward.
So probably not everything I post is mine. Probably the majority of what I post, at least as far as pictures go, is not mine. If I post something of yours and it is not credited/has an incorrect credit it is because I found it on Google or something like that. If you ask politely I will credit you.
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A Pagan pet peeve.
Right… So I feel like I need to say this.
Herbs do not cure everything.
Let me repeat that, for those of you who might not understand.
Herbs. Do not. Cure everything.
I think it’s extremely prevalent in New Age philosophies, this idea that natural healing is something that is good for you. I think that’s a generally accepted thought among a lot of those who identify as part of the movement, and those who are Pagan of some kind. And to an extent, yes, yes it is! Herbs can in fact clear up my sinuses and keeping a satchel of lavender under my pillow has helped with insomnia. Natural healing is wonderful, and it works for some.
But you would not believe the stories I can tell about fellow Pagans and/or New Agers and/or just plain “hippies” who look down on me because I take medication on a daily basis. Lots of it. I have had someone preach to me that I was addicted to chemicals and that was ACTUALLY what was making me sick. You know, NOT the fucked up pain receptors and NOT the missing c1 esterase inhibitor. (That one was fun to argue, I’m telling you.) I’ve run into one too many meditation methods that I get into and then later discover that they hold the philosophy that pharmaceuticals are bad for you.
Okay. Let me stop you right there, bro.
Please don’t give me dirty looks when I have to take a few pain pills. Don’t give me dirty looks when I drag out my inhaler. Please, for the love of god, do not give me dirty looks when I have to sit down and take the prednisone that is quite literally saving my life.
Not everyone is so privileged that they can afford to go without medications. By being able to say these things to me, to my face, is proof that you are healthy and able-bodied and you have a good gene pool.
You’re able to stay healthy through meditation and exercise and herbal healing? Good for you. I am genuinely happy for you. I’m not able to do that. I’m disabled. I have to take pain medication and occasionally steroids to be able to get through a single day without being rendered non-functional. I cannot exercise more than walking a few blocks or I end up in a hospital bed. Herbs aren’t going to fix my body, it’s past that. All I ask of you is this: please don’t shame me for that fact.
Pictures of my little Yule altar-thing/festive corner! It’s pretty generic stuff, but I’m still living with parents at the moment and they aren’t too keen on Paganism of any kind as far as I can tell and so I have never told them of my religious beliefs. I like it, though. Green candle, red candle, and two white candles, and pinecone garland on a red rope. You can’t exactly tell in the pictures that the green one is, well, green, at least when it’s lit, so I included that last one where it’s not lit, you can tell the color there. :P
Also, I tried putting the pinecone garland on the wall somehow, but I couldn’t figure out a way that didn’t involve hammering nails into the wall. So I just draped it over the top of the bookcase.
The little twinkly lights strung up on the wall are just pretty.
