Tuesday, December 27, 2016

Sensing Energy 101

Blessings, Darlings!

Mostly - sensing energy just takes practice. But setting up an A/B test (or A/B/C test, in this case) helps by setting up a setting where you have clearly different energies.

I'm going to assume that you have a kitchen floor that is not carpeted. If it is - I'll have ideas for you to use to modify this after the main article.*

Sweep your entire floor. Wash half of it in your usual way, with whatever products you usually use. Let it dry (wipe it dry if you're in a hurry!) Compare what you feel, standing on the washed vs unwashed parts. Use all your senses - you might be best as visual energetic cues, audible ones, scents, etc. Touch might work, but might not be the best sense for this, because clean surely feels different that a floor that might be sticky! Still, holding your hand just over each side might have you feel different things on each side - different temperature/pressure/other sensations (this is why a dry floor is best for this, being wet alone would give some false positives) And while you might sense a different taste on both sides, obviously don't go licking the floor.

Feel a difference? Wonderful! THAT is just from a basic cleaning.

Now, wash the rest of the floor, just like before.

That done? Great! Now charge some spiritual/magical cleanser, and add it to a new batch of wash water, along with your usual cleaning products. Salt, hoodoo floor washes, Florida water, a little lemon extract/oil/juice, all are good for this. To charge whatever you're using, put it in a small bowl, hold it in both hands, announce to it what you're charging it for (all these things can be used in several different ways, after all). Then - I'm really being basic here for charging, since I've not covered that in this series yet - do what you can to 'push' that flavor of energy into it. All of the products I named (save for the floor washes, which vary by purpose) easily pick up 'spiritual cleansing' vibes.

Now wash half of your floor with THAT mix, and dry the floor.

Repeat the 'sensing' part. Notice what you feel, in all your senses.

Write all results down in your lab notebook/journal/whatever.

* Carpet modification. Use Vacuum/don't vacuum and spread charged salt on half of it for 15 minutes before vacuuming all of it.

Frondly, Fern

Sunday, December 25, 2016

Basic grounding and centering.

Blessings Darlings!

I don't seem to have posted on grounding and centering - and since I just did it in a group on FB, I'm going to share that post here.  Enjoy!

Grounding and centering is some of the most basic energy work you can do. The surprise is that so few folks seem to consider these things to be energy work!

Grounding is just keeping a clear and active energetic connection with the Earth/Malkuth/the material world - this is the energy of manifestation. There will be plenty of times that you will want to connect with other sources of energy for specific purposes, but for day-to-day magic, this is what you will need - magic to make changes in your life and the lives of those around you.

Much of what I suggested in my post in The Start Menu was aimed at clearing away barriers to being grounded, clearing away things that keep you from having a clear and active connection to Earth Energy. As you can tell from that post - I see most of those barriers as being self-inflicted.

What I do now for grounding is just turn my attention to the always existing connection between me and the earth, or make myself a cup of coffee or tea, invoke Earth with the cup (earth invoking pentagram: top middle of pent to lower left/lower left to upper right/upper right to upper left/upper left to lower right/lower right to top middle/top middle to lower left) and drink it mindfully. But for beginners, taking the time to learn it thru' a guided meditation is a good idea. There are many such guided meds out there - here's a link to one of Patti Wigington's: http://paganwiccan.about.com/od/dreamsandmeditation/ht/EarthMeditation.htm

Now - centering.

For me, centering is being clear on where you end and the rest of the energetic world(s) begin. Making sure that you have barriers keeps you from being blown about by random strands of energy that are in play in every day life. It gets even more important when you're out and about playing in the Other Worlds, too.

I LOVE the Emerald Heart meditation for this, published by Ivo Dominguez, Jr. in his book "Spirit Speaks" https://www.amazon.com/dp/B001EHE4K0/ref=dp-kindle-redirect?_encoding=UTF8&btkr=1 I'm a fan of the entire book, for that matter. But that's not for every day work! For everyday work, I like to just move my awareness to what some call the 'transpersonal chakra' above my head, notice it bringing energy to my auras, and focus on having it pump out a silver sparkle colored (to me, at any rate!) energy to cleanse my auras/chakras/etc of uninvited attachments and strengthen my auras in general. I've also had great results on centering from doing what's like 'chakra tuning' work, just focusing on each chakra in turn, from sacral on up, spinning in it's appropriate color. Again, there are tons of other exercises out there aimed at helping you center, just like there are plenty of them to help you ground.

So - ground.  Center.  Be wonderful.

Frondly, Fern

Friday, October 21, 2016

Them Minor Challenges

Blessings Darlings!

Because the Gods have a huge sense of humor ... just when I decide to start blogging more regularly, we get a computer problem.  Not on MY computer this time, but on the computer we use for development of products/customer support for our business.

So instead of doing anything proactive on, well, anything at all, I'm spending several days this week driving to, and then home from, Washington, DC.  I dropped off the computer on Monday, they MAY have it finished later today, so  I'm not sure when I'll be driving back to pick it up.

And that pick up trip that is causing a problem with Job #2.  Which I'm supposed to be at tonight. And tomorrow night.  And I don't know which of those evenings I'll still be out driving the poor beast home.

So, while I called out of Job #2 for tonight, I might be free to work tonight, but not tomorrow night, which I have NOT called out for.

Our computer repair shop is GREAT, and turns things around quickly, but some things just take time - like back ups of a computer that has this much stuff on it.  I cannot and do not fault them for any of this. 

I'm just whining.  It's my blog, after all, I can do what I want here. 

At least I can do it when I'm not driving to and from DC.

Frowning Fern

Thursday, October 20, 2016

Election Magic

Blessings, Darlings!

I'm blogging this as the 3rd US presidential debate between Clinton and Trump is going on.  I'm not watching it.  I'm reading friends live tweet it, drinking cocoa, and coaching a friend thru' her first spellwork (in PMs, tho' she's just 10 miles from here, because the Spawn has the car).  And I'm writing this blog.

So, yeah, I'm not watching the debate.  I know who I'm going to vote for/against/with/holding my nose/whatever.  And I'm letting the Presidential race take its own course/train wreck/reality show. Me, I'm working magic on the down ticket. 

And doing it at work.

Yes, I could do a honey jar at home.  OTOH, what I'm doing is a sort of sweetening spell at a restaurant, on a major highway.  I can do that woowoo I do there, and more directly reach travelers going all over the country.  Mostly I'm working to swing down ticket voters in NC who pass thru', but as surely as the sun appears to rise in the east and set in the west, I'm not limiting myself to that one state. 

Now I'm sure that I'm not the only person throwing roots at the election.  I'm sure that there are folks out there doing the 109th Psalm against the same folks I'm sweetening customers for, and plenty of other folks doing workings for the same candidates I'm working for.

Time will tell who's harnessed the most energy, worked most efficiently, involved the best set of magic helping spirits, etc.

Buckle your seatbelts, darlings, it's going to be a bumpy and exciting ride.

Frondly, Fern

Wednesday, October 19, 2016

Tea for the Tillerman

Blessings, Darlings!

Samhain's coming, as most of all y'all know.  So I've been upping my ancestral honoring game - spending more time a their altar, listening more to their voices.  (See?  My life isn't all Morrigan all the time!)

Which is not to say that the ancestors are any more love-and-light than the Morrigan is.  Yes, the recent ancestors love us, and all of them want us to have success in life (and thus keep their line going) ... they now have that 'one step removed, looking it all over' view on life.  And, MY ancestors are into capital T Tea.  100% Truth.  They don't pull punches.  They expect full disclosure from me - yeah, they already know what is going on in my life, but they want to be 100% sure that *I* am aware, awake, and handling my responsibilities.  

Since I'm here being 100% with you - they aren't always happy with me. 

But without that 100% pure Tea, that full-awareness/awake Truth, you can't navigate your life.  You need those set points, those rock-solid landmarks, so you can travel the path you want and know when you're off course.

It doesn't mean that you don't have any UPG (unverified personal gnosis).  It means that you acknowledge what is UPG and what is, well, canon or has verifiable history behind it.  The former you don't tell others to steer by - they are not THEIR landmarks.  The latter, others don't have to steer by, either, of course.  But all you can do is point out known reefs/where the North star is/etc.  What they do with those verifiable facts is up to them.  They CAN throw them out.

Admittedly, I do tend to point and laugh when they do and end up with problems after I rather bluntly told them about the rocks ahead.

But what THEY tell THEIR Tillerman is up to them.  What my ancestors call for me to do, what *I* call for myself and all y'all to do, is for us to give my/your Tillerman as close to 100% Pure Tea as you possibly can.  Fact check. Check yourself. Check your assumptions. And 100% venture out there, keeping that T supply full.

Frondly, Fern

Tuesday, July 19, 2016

Helicopter Goddess?

Blessings Darlings!

Now, while I call you 'darlings', that just means I see myself typing in Tallulah Bankhead's whiskey and cigarette voice. It doesn't necessarily mean that each and every one of you is my beloved.

You understood that, right? You didn't think that my world actually revolves around you.

Well. Now extend that thought to all them Goddesses and Gods out there.  Even the ones folks insist on pigeon holing as "Mother Goddess".  Who were SO very much not LIMITED to 'Mommy' role.  Their universe does not revolve around you as an individual.  Their universe probably does not revolved around humans as a race, or Earth as a special planet, or anything.

So, when you're dealing with "Great  Mommy in the Sky", you're at best being served a Minion of a Goddess or God, rather than the God/dess him/herself. 

Now - do you think that the appointed roll of said minion is to keep you a mewling, snot nosed infant for ever?  Nah.  The point is for you to grow the hell up.  Learn to tie your own shoelaces.  Learn to handle your own emotions.  Learn to be a functional adult.

A magical adult (see the post a few months back, "You're a Witch, Darling, Act Like It").

Neither the Gods nor their Minions are going to move an etheric muscle to either bless or punish you.  There is a system known as 'natural results' already in place.  They aren't going to shield you from what's out there - they are going to make sure that you have LESSONS (some of the rough) in store for you, and that if YOU put enough effort in, you'll find ways to handle them.

Surrounded by 'negative energies'? Clean your house, clean your mind, clean your spirit - and stop picking that crap up off the street (learn to shield).  It's not the God/dess/es jobs to do that for you.

Frondly, Fern

Saturday, July 9, 2016

The Waters of Avalon

Blessings Darlings!

There is a pagan chant, a filk of the hymn "Waters of Babylon" that is based on Psalm 137:1, that has been running thru' my mind this week.

"By the waters, by the waters, by the waters of Avalon,
We lay down and wept, and wept, for this aeon.
We remember, we remember, we remember Avalon"

Rivers.  Weeping. Remembering. 

I grew up in the Chicago area.  Hymns - either Judeo-Christian-Islamic or Pagan - that referred to 'going up on the mountain' were rather at odds with the land we lived on.  And, trust me, you're going to lose a battle with the genius loci every time.

But water and rivers WERE a feature of our land, flat as it is.  My first years were spent living a half block west of Lake Michigan, which I ran to at every opportunity.  The western most border of my 'home area' was the north branch of the Chicago river. 

Other local rivers joined my internal map as the years went on.  The Des Plaines river - as far west as I tended to bike, and on the shores of which I got married.  The Fox River, where my family had owned a tiny bit of land and a barn, and where they spent as much of the un-air-conditioned summers as they could.  Stories were told of that house and land, of my uncles walking the plowed fields near the river searching for arrow heads.  Later I occasionally swam in it.  Still later, my husband and I lived along it, and had our child while living there.

Once in Maryland, while driving over bridges over waterways was pretty standard, we lived along the Patuxent River.

Now, I live in the Rocky Marsh watershed, on the Potomac river, close to the confluence of the relaxed and relatively clear Potomac river and the fast and muddy Shenandoah river.

Living water has always been my go-to for grounding and peace.  Even when visiting Sedona, Arizona - I wasn't hiking to the vortices.  I was staying north of the city along the Oak Creek River, swimming in it, listening to its voice as I slept.  Days were hiking the West Fork trail, along the creek.  I could sit on the bank of the creek for hours, watching it, listening to it.

In this Tower Time, I'm called back to the rivers.  I'm going to sit by the confluence of the rivers and listen for the wisdom.  Let the river wash away the feelings of sorrow and helplessness.  Let the living waters, as old as the hills, shapers of the land, fill me with their endurance, persistence, and power. 

And then I'll return.  And help kick ass, as best I can.

This post inspired by many folks and waters, but mostly by Eridanus Darryl Kummerow's post about how he's going to be looking for peace in his home - which happens to be near the very same Fox River that runs thru' my life.

Frondly, Fern