“‘They needed to hear more about being with a woman. Thank you for sharing that,’ my friend, and the only other woman at the table, whispered to me.”
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As a Chaote, I believe any form of media can be a valid source of spiritual wisdom as long as it resonates with you. Sailor Moon is no exception and it has impacted my witchcraft practice significantly.
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Historically, the terror of beauty has been released inside of the psyches of women––to be legible as a woman is to be beautiful. We have learned to develop a legibility, a legitimacy, and a twisted agency predicated on the specific labor necessary to create and sustain beauty in the heightened scroll-chaos of Instagram and Twitter.
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Her choosing me – a modern magical practitioner – left me with adrenalin rising in my chest. All in good fun. A gruesome history lesson, right? For most, yes, I can see that – one relic of our brutal British past, something we should remember with horror. But for me it brought the cruelty home in a previously unexplored way.
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"I’ve always valued a no-nonsense approach to most problems, while knowing I’m an intuitive, emotional, airy fairy creature most of the time – the growth for me has been in combining them."
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My identity isn’t something I’m ashamed about. Being bisexual is part of who I am. And I’ve been comfortable with who I am for quite a while now, despite all the messy feelings and questioning as I came to know myself.
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“Coffee to go & feeling kicked in the chest by the passage of time. Thinking of my youngest child, my solstice baby, turning two on the longest night of the year; realizing that he’s officially a toddler now, not a baby, & I will never have any more babies.”
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“fall into stories. stories of multitudes. multitudes that fond onto each other. other stories might shed light on resemblance but the investigation of differences teaches the potential for more. more often than not there is something you didn’t realize.”
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“Some have said Jackson was also a literal, practicing witch, but I don’t think we can ever know for certain – and I don’t think we should try to work it out, either.”
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"Before I knew I was a witch, or understood any specifics about paganism, I was living a somewhat pagan life – because that’s a country upbringing for you (and the word pagan does come from paganus, meaning ‘villager’ or ‘rustic’): whatever the earth is doing, you’re right there with her."
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“You can heal and remember and grapple with the concept that you can love and not love someone as you remember them.”
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“Often the temptation to check on it during the brewing process was irresistible. I’d watch as the color began to permeate the liquid, first just around the tea bags and then throughout the container until it became the perfect shade of amber.”
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“It’s useful to acknowledge how hard it is to be yourself when you’ve had other people telling you not to be for a very long time.”
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Speaking out about abuse is cleansing. It doesn’t change what happened, but it’s a step forward in controlling how we deal with it. There’s something powerful in acknowledging the past; it allows us to see ourselves more clearly. Coming to terms with my sexual abuse blessed me with the knowledge that I was right in trying to protect myself. For I was a child with no armor, and I didn’t deserve to be exploited.
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“Blodeuwedd was created to love one man; that was her original purpose in life. She found a way to assert her own wants and needs, and they think the best way to teach her a lesson is by turning her into an owl?… In my own heart I see her transformation as a positive, as an evolution… an owl is another level, a creature with deep wisdom and insight. Not to mention claws and a killer instinct.”
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“I’ve always associated gardens with an abundance of healing magic. It’s where my family goes to spill our scars and history and watch something good take root. It’s where we go if we want to walk away lighter. A place I can’t quite look at without feeling an ache in the hollow of my chest.”
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I got wasted and picked up sailors on the train to Chicago, I participated in orgies, I ran away with the circus. I don’t do any of those things anymore, but I’m still the person who did them. I don’t disavow it. I’m not sorry.
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then someone’s calling, someone’s
found him, on dry land, solid pavement
beneath his feet.