Faery Troubles!!

Lately, it seems like many shiny and noisy things have been going missing. Only to magically appear in the most obvious of places. Now when I say obvious I don't mean in a basket or on a shelf. I mean on uncluttered counter tops and pockets that have been thoroughly checked multiple times.

Personally, I just laugh it off and tell the faeries 'good on you, now may I please have it back?'. And more often than not, the item I was searching for appears. Now I know many non-believers will just chalk this up to me being slightly oblivious to my surroundings. However, this does not just happen to me. It happens to my entire family! My boyfriend is starting to believe the house is haunted and spirits are moving our things about while we sleep. But I have yet to sense any presence in our home. So I pretty much rule that one out.

Today, to stem the onslaught of faery mischief, my son and I are going to prepare them an offering in hopes that they will be satisfied with their new gifts and will leave our personal belongings alone. At least for a little while.

In other news, we are having a small New Year's Eve gathering at our house this year. My son will be staying the night with his Great-Grandmother. It's a tradition they started about 5 years ago. And he was adamant about being there this year too. Basically she hypes him up on sweets and caffeine and lets him run about until he falls over. I'd love to say it was only once a year, but I know better. She loves having him and his wild energy in the house. Who am I to deny them a good time?

Well, I am being hounded by one very anxious little boy who has been denied computer usage since he left for his Dad's house!

Wishing everyone a bright and happy new year, I will resume posting again in 2012!!

~Blessed Be!~
       )O(

A Simple Introduction...

I'm not really sure where to begin... that is always the problem when starting a new project for me.

Here are some facts:

• I am 28 years old
• I have a 8 1/2 year old son
• I am living with the absolute love of my existence
• I am currently pregnant with my second child
• I have a German Shepard named Bella
• I love being a stay-at-home mother
• I am a Sagittarius
• I am a witch

I guess the most pressing detail at this moment is how did I become a witch. I was raised a Lutheran/Catholic. My mother's side of the family and church I attended most was Lutheran. My grandmother, on my father's side, was determined that I know that there is more than one belief system out there. I had questions about religion and my 'faith' the entire time I grew up. When my mother's mom died in 1998 of brain cancer I began to research religions outside of Christianity. I studied Islam, Hinduism, Judaism, Buddihism, and of course Pagan religions. I learned the histories behind each religion, including the who's, what's, where's, and why's of each. I was searching for my own path. I dabbled in witchcraft while in high school but I did not follow any certain pagan religion. I do NOT recommend dabbling!! If you are undure of what you are really doing, DO NOT DO IT!

When my son was born in 2003, a little over a year after I graduated high school, I had him baptized inthe Lutheran faith. It was a stipulation that mother imposed on me in order to live in her home. I have no regrets. My son is being brought up to be tolerant and accepting of each individual's choice. I teach him that there are many spiritual paths and that it is his responsibility to do the research and find what path suits his beliefs best. I teach him about all types of religions. He celebrates Christian holidays as well as my pagan holidays.

This was the first year he participated in one of my rituals (it was a Yule ritual, for all my fellow pagans out there). He thoroughly enjoyed it, and I enjoyed sharing my craft with him. When we finished the ritual he asked me if it would be possible for him to be included in some of my other rituals. I was more than happy to let him know that he would be happily accepted.

We just recently moved into new house! An expirence that I can honestly say was the biggest test of my sanity and strength in my entire life!! And up until I got pregnant again, I spent my days cooking, cleaning, doing laundry, and making sure my family was well in order. I even did a little gardening! Then in October of 2011 I found out that we were expecting!! This will be my second child; my boyfriend's first. We are all excited for the arrival of a new baby. I feel slightly left out; this new baby, my boyfriend, and my son will all share a birth month if all things go according to plan.

The first trimester of my pregnancy was spent in bed or hovered over the toilet. Needless to say, not much was accomplished in those months. The second trimester is looking slightly better thus far. I can venture out of the house and even keep a meal or two down. I am still extremely exhausted and spend a lot of time on either the couch or curled up in my bed. But, the laundry gets done and I even manage to keep the house in a better state than the past month. Dishes still pile up, the dust bunnies, and dog fur still manage to cling to the corners. However, our home still plays host to some friends and family, who swear they don't SEE the dirt.

The best part of being a homeowner, something no one tells you, is how good it feels to have friends and family come over and feel just as at home as you do!

Apparently I found my starting point. It's hard to fit a lifetime (albeit only 28 years) into one post. Nor do I intend to. So for now... I believe I am going to say Blessed Be~