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This is my space to share, rant, rave, and even do a little bragging about my life choices, family, and where each are taking me.

Many people think 'witch' and immediately jump to the conclusion that I am some weirdo who's home smells like stale incense and thinks Mr. Potter is end all be all of magick. I hate to disappoint, but I am as normal as the next person. As much as a person can be normal.

So, please read on. Enjoy my trials and tribulations. Hopefully, you can learn something from the mistakes I make and the good fortunes that come my way.

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~Blessed Be~



My Iron Man!

My Iron Man!
This was just before his 12th birthday. 2015

Friday, August 31, 2012

Altar Egos ^_^

I've taken some of this time away from everyone to delve deeper into my spirituality and see how it affects my day to day life. I have to say, I was surprised to discover how much of my spirituality is reflected in my daily chores and what not. When I called myself a Christian I never had even a quarter of the devotion that I do to the path that I am on now. My life is almost consumed by it (in a good way). I sometimes feel like I am the equivalent to a bible thumper :)  Although I don't go around preaching and trying to convert everyone to my way of thinking.

I recently purchased a new pentacle, which is absolutely stunning! I wear it with an unashamed pride too. Something I never did with a cross. Honestly, I always felt ashamed to admit I was Christian. I hated telling people that I was. That was at a very young age (from the age of 6 to about 12) before I knew there was any other way.  

The hiatus from basically all technology (and most people) gave me time to really think and appreciate what (and who) I do have. Even though I was so depressed that at times I couldn't see it. I must say, the people I chose to surround myself with now are some of the most accepting, open, supportive, and loving people I have ever met. This includes a lot of my family as well.

As I took the time I needed to get my head straight (again) I began to take inventory. I have always known how important my family and friends were... I just never realized how dependent on them for strength I was. It's more than wonderful to know that when I am at my lowest they have always been there for me. I have been REALLY low.

I mean Daddy even threw me a bbq to help me start to feel better. It was last minute and kind of thrown together (I'm a horrible control/planning freak!) but the sweetest thing he's done in awhile. That man would move mountains if he thought it would make me happy. And yes, I realize how truly truly blessed I am to have him in my life. Believe me it is not easy to be with me. There are times I still wonder why in the world he chose me.

Anyway! So to honor my Goddesses and Gods I finally got around to putting together a proper altar. It's still an evolving art in progress. And it's not like I didn't have an altar before... in fact I had 2. One in my bedroom and one on my kitchen window sill. I still have them, I just also created a large one. Unfortunately, the only space I have in our house to make a large altar was in the basement. At the same time though... it's kind of like my own SILENT sacred space. Eventually, I'd like to move it out into the breeze way of our home, along with a couple comfy chairs. But for now, it's perfect where it is.

My eldest son decided to do some rearranging before these photos were taken.  So the layout is slightly different. The sticks were also replaced with twisted willow branches. I need to get a vase for flowers and better arrangements of branches and such. I have a few other ideas as well... and I'd like a few decorative plates and bowls. Like I said, it's an art work in progress :) The table also has a drawer in the front that I keep matches, extra sage sticks, and oils in. There is also my carry-all altar box underneath as well for when I need to make it portable.

The sculptures on the altar were made by me. I was watching 2 extra kids one day and decided to have a craft day. They made a time machine, a skull, and one of them made a sculpture for the baby with his name on it.

I take time out of every day to light the candles on the altar and be thankful for all my blessings, the trials that make me stronger, the things that make me smile, and for each day that I have a chance to do it all over again.

Take a minute or two out of your day and look at all that you have been offered. What exactly have you learned from the rough patches? Where could you have done things differently? Looking back is always 20/20... so how do you want to shape your future? It may not seem like you are going anywhere at the moment. But life, like my altar, is always changing. How are you changing with it? And is it the way you want it to be? If not... CHANGE IT! Everything starts with the first step :)

Blessed Be and Brightest Blessings dearest friends!

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