The "dark nights" used to be a time of retreat for me, a time where I tried to do as little as possible and enjoy my own company.
This year, that has not been possible, and I feel as if I am paying dearly for this. My health is shaky right now, I am tired *all* the time and hae a hard time finding anything positive. This week, so far, I took part in 2 social activities, got scolded by two friends (once for not keeping a social date because I was sick, the other time for keeping a social date although I was sick and not staying as long as expected), set a new working record, drove a client from the office because I was at the end of my patience (which scared the colleagues because they only know me as a nice person) and had to deal with someone trying to steal money from me (see last two posts - I am still waiting to see the money back in my bank account, but they told me in advance it might take a few days, and apart from that everything seems to be settled). Today I have got some errands to run and prepare everything for tomorrow, when we will be heading to the BF's family once more to stay until Sunday - really not looking forward to this.
Okay, having gotten this out ouf the way - I decided to look back on the year, which right now feels so incredibly tough and dark, and find the positive stuff that happened:
* I finished my first novel (after several years).
* I finished the first version of my second novel (after 57 days).
* Several of my stories got picked up for printing - all in all I now have six anthologies with my name in them on the shelf, and I intend to add some more.
* I continued to lose weight, going from 78kg to 68kg (where I have stayed for several months now).
* I met many great people on- and offline, whom I enjoy very much.
* I visited a longtime friend for the first time and later in the year saw her marry a great guy.
* I went to see "The Rocky Horror Show" with friends, dressed up.
* I learned that my mother had secretly married once more.
* My youngest sister announced that she is bringing home another nephew for everyone to adore.
* I took up running once more and, at my best, ran for 50min straight.
* I found a lovely dress (you haven't seen it yet, I'll pester the BF for pictures) to wear to social occasions and at work - oh, this goes together with the next one:
* I learned how to enjoy clothes-shopping.
* I had my father over for a visit for the first time in years.
That makes thirteen great things, one for every moon, and I am sure there were many more I only cannot remember right now (it is BC here, Before Coffee). 2011 was a good year, with many lessons and great occasions, and I wouldn't have missed it for the world. And now I am looking forward to the next one, hoping that it may be just as great (and maybe slightly less exhausting) than this one.
Freitag, 30. Dezember 2011
Dienstag, 27. Dezember 2011
Cursing - you're doing it right
If you remember yesterday's post, I was talking on a book about curses, and mentioned that I would try something based on said book.
Let me just say, the results have been very, very satisfying.
Yesterday I got what I thought might be a scam mail concerning my PayPal account, saying that there had been unusual activities and that my account had been partly disabled until I changed some settings. I started checking on the internet and finally (NOT via the link provided in the mail, of course) went to the homepage. Where I found that the mail had not been a scam, for indeed there had been irregular activities. To be more exact, someone had transferred roughly one third of my monthly paycheck out of my bank account.
First I was shocked. Money is usually tight around here, and with a little planning and being careful we make it to the end of the month. With about 400.00€ (roughly 500.00$) missing, chances were not that big. (That is almost what we need for food in one month.)
Then I got angry. I followed through with the recommended steps (reporting the transaction and changing my login data and security questions) and sent a first bit of angry energy towards whoever did this. (This was mostly because if I do not get rid of this kind of energy, I tend to fry technical stuff by touching it, and I need the computer at work.) And when I got home, I adapted one of the recipes from "Utterly wicked" to fit what I had at hand (a sheet with the information on the transaction, some peanuts and black thread) and went through with the instructions. Afterwards I settled down on the sofa, remarkably relaxed, and watched the BF play "Fallout 3" for a while.
This morning, when I got up, there was a mail stating that the affair has been settled and that the money will be transferred back to my account within a few days. Of course I will a) keep an eye out for it, and anything out of the ordinary and b) contact PayPal to explore possible legal options. But for now let me just say how utterly satisfied I am with how quickly everything was sorted out.
I will be very honest with you, I was not out for justice. I was out for revenge. It is not possible to take someone's money "by accident", not if you have to hack into their account for this. And if someone does this with one account, he will surely do this with many others. And other people may not be as fortunate as I was - they may consider the mail spam and delete it, or they may not check their bank account until it is too late to do something, and for others money may be even tighter, so that even the temporary loss of this kind of money may be a catastrophe. (Of course there will be others who do not even notice that something like this happened.) Anyway, I was very clear with my request during the ritual: I wanted my money back, and I wanted nasty and ugly revenge. The kind that comes with bedsores and puss.
Anyone think light and love would have been a better solution? ^^
Let me just say, the results have been very, very satisfying.
Yesterday I got what I thought might be a scam mail concerning my PayPal account, saying that there had been unusual activities and that my account had been partly disabled until I changed some settings. I started checking on the internet and finally (NOT via the link provided in the mail, of course) went to the homepage. Where I found that the mail had not been a scam, for indeed there had been irregular activities. To be more exact, someone had transferred roughly one third of my monthly paycheck out of my bank account.
First I was shocked. Money is usually tight around here, and with a little planning and being careful we make it to the end of the month. With about 400.00€ (roughly 500.00$) missing, chances were not that big. (That is almost what we need for food in one month.)
Then I got angry. I followed through with the recommended steps (reporting the transaction and changing my login data and security questions) and sent a first bit of angry energy towards whoever did this. (This was mostly because if I do not get rid of this kind of energy, I tend to fry technical stuff by touching it, and I need the computer at work.) And when I got home, I adapted one of the recipes from "Utterly wicked" to fit what I had at hand (a sheet with the information on the transaction, some peanuts and black thread) and went through with the instructions. Afterwards I settled down on the sofa, remarkably relaxed, and watched the BF play "Fallout 3" for a while.
This morning, when I got up, there was a mail stating that the affair has been settled and that the money will be transferred back to my account within a few days. Of course I will a) keep an eye out for it, and anything out of the ordinary and b) contact PayPal to explore possible legal options. But for now let me just say how utterly satisfied I am with how quickly everything was sorted out.
I will be very honest with you, I was not out for justice. I was out for revenge. It is not possible to take someone's money "by accident", not if you have to hack into their account for this. And if someone does this with one account, he will surely do this with many others. And other people may not be as fortunate as I was - they may consider the mail spam and delete it, or they may not check their bank account until it is too late to do something, and for others money may be even tighter, so that even the temporary loss of this kind of money may be a catastrophe. (Of course there will be others who do not even notice that something like this happened.) Anyway, I was very clear with my request during the ritual: I wanted my money back, and I wanted nasty and ugly revenge. The kind that comes with bedsores and puss.
Anyone think light and love would have been a better solution? ^^
Review: Utterly wicked
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This book had been recommended to me quite some time ago, I put it on my Amazon list and all but forgot about it. Until I decided to clean the list. And saw this book and bought it on a whim - buying books on a whim, what a rebel!
This book contains what it says on the title: Curses and hexes, plus some basic knowledge on the topic (including a "de-hex") and a tiny bit of moral discussion. The "recipes" are very modern, often with an eye on the money and keeping an eye on feasibility.
Are you of the opinion that everything would be better if we just loved and forgave each other often enough? Then this book is not for you.
For everybody else - for everybody who thinks we have a right to self-defense, for everyone who thinks that some things simply deserve punishment, and for all the people who think that love and light are not always the answer, this is the perfect book to start.
I may not agree with everything the author writes. I think that some things are harsh or exaggerated, but then I am a peaceful nature. Still, using your own judgement and taking protection (and occasionally revenge) into your own hands is not a bad thing. This is your life, you will have to live with the consequences, and it is your right to use everything to make it a good (and safe) place.
Plus, for me the book came at just the right time. I may have some plans when I get home after work today... I intend to become one of "the things that go bump in the night". *evilgrin*
This book had been recommended to me quite some time ago, I put it on my Amazon list and all but forgot about it. Until I decided to clean the list. And saw this book and bought it on a whim - buying books on a whim, what a rebel!
This book contains what it says on the title: Curses and hexes, plus some basic knowledge on the topic (including a "de-hex") and a tiny bit of moral discussion. The "recipes" are very modern, often with an eye on the money and keeping an eye on feasibility.
Are you of the opinion that everything would be better if we just loved and forgave each other often enough? Then this book is not for you.
For everybody else - for everybody who thinks we have a right to self-defense, for everyone who thinks that some things simply deserve punishment, and for all the people who think that love and light are not always the answer, this is the perfect book to start.
I may not agree with everything the author writes. I think that some things are harsh or exaggerated, but then I am a peaceful nature. Still, using your own judgement and taking protection (and occasionally revenge) into your own hands is not a bad thing. This is your life, you will have to live with the consequences, and it is your right to use everything to make it a good (and safe) place.
Plus, for me the book came at just the right time. I may have some plans when I get home after work today... I intend to become one of "the things that go bump in the night". *evilgrin*
Sonntag, 25. Dezember 2011
I'm on to him!
(I don't know how that happens, the cat appears on every picture.)
Let's see what we've got. A kitty and a string. (She put the string there, it's her favorite toy.)
A 500g FairTrade chocolate Santa I won a few days ago.
The presents from the BF: A stuffed pony, because we cannot afford a real one just yet. We called it Honecker. And a kindle. He is the bestest guy ever. The kindle is the only nerdy device I ever said, right when I heard about it for the first time: I want that. And now I've got one. "Honey, how many books fit on that thing?" - "Amazon says, roughly 1,400." - "Then it's settled. I'll never again look at you, and I will never cook again because I will be busy reading. I love you!"
But of course, this is all just part of his sinister plan: He intends to spoil me so badly that no other guy will ever be willing to put up with me. And you know what? He might just succeed. ^^
(I got him a pressed rose in a glass heart, a framed picture of my brain and a helicopter flight over our town. And made steak for dinner. And got him icecream. And promised him pea soup for tonight. And I totally intend to be a very naughty girl later. Okay, that last one is a little selfish, maybe.)
Samstag, 24. Dezember 2011
We borrowed Santa's head
You are so dead.
The BF, the cats and I would like to wish you all a very merry holiday, refreshing dark nights and a head start for 2012! Don't forget to say lots of nice things about the people you care for, even if no one hears you, because the words will stay with you and color how you see the world!
Donnerstag, 22. Dezember 2011
Magical elks. And ducks and dragons (not included in picture).
This is a special treat to be shared during this season: Cinnamon almond cookies (the elks - not the brown blobs). Not only are they healthy (almonds do have lots of good fats and cinnamon helps with blood sugar adjustment and keeps you warm), but they also have got magical properties: Almonds for prosperity, cinnamon for prosperity and love and sugar for love and good luck. What is not to share about these? Plus, they are easily made and delicious!
You will need:
500g ground almonds
300g confectioner's sugar
2-3tsp cinnamon
2tbsp amaretto (or: 2tbsp of almond syrup) (or: 2tbsp water plus almond aroma)
2 eggwhites
Mix ingredients*, roll out on flat surface (desired thickness: 1cm), use your favorite cookie cutters and bake at 150°C (300°F) for 10-15min - until the cookies brown at the edges. They may be a bit chewy, but that is half the fun. Store in airtight container for up to several weeks, give away or enjoy with your loved ones.
You can easily charge these cookies by visualizing the things you want in your life while preparing the dough and cutting the cookies, or by using appropriate shapes (round cookies to resemble coins, hearts for love, stars for good luck, ...).
(I promise there will be pictures of the ducks and dragons, I was in a hurry!)
* When I first read the recipe, I thought there was not enough liquid, but it works! If after mixing the dough is still too dry, maybe add a third eggwhite. But it should work just fine like that.
Mittwoch, 21. Dezember 2011
Merry winter solstice!
It does not really matter what we call it - Christmas, Yule, Solstice, Hanukkah, ... - this is the time to sit together. To rest, and be merry, and share warmth and friendship and food. For these are the things that will keep us alive during the winter months. We tend to forget this, living with central heating and discount grocery stores around the corner. And I am not talking, "Be grateful for what you have got, there are people freezing and starving." (Although that is true as well.)
I am talking about the other cold. And the pressure that others put on us, and the pressure we put upon ourselves. We deserve to rest, and others deserve to rest as well.
Hence rest, and be merry, and share warmth and friendship and food.
I am talking about the other cold. And the pressure that others put on us, and the pressure we put upon ourselves. We deserve to rest, and others deserve to rest as well.
Hence rest, and be merry, and share warmth and friendship and food.
Samstag, 17. Dezember 2011
Mittwoch, 14. Dezember 2011
The gods are weird (and I am not necessarily a good person)
For some reason, gods keep approaching me. Or maybe there is no reason for this, maybe they are approaching everybody and I am just more used to listening to the voices in my head.
Some time ago, we were in a tight financial spot. Again. You all know this place, I guess. And Wotan made an appearance and offered me help for a favor. Five minutes later, I found a minor money bill on the street, and no one in sight who could have lost it. It was not a big amount, still about 10% of our weekly grocery bill. I kept it and put out some whisky and dark chocolate for him that night.
Yesterday while I was out to meet a friend (and while we are still in a tight spot, christmas and all), I found a nifty set of pens lying on the street, in a leather case, and Wotan was asking for another favor. I picked it up, looked around - no one to see. There was a sticker with a phone number on the back. Since I was late, I put it in my pocket and hurried to meet my friend.
We went to a nearby café, chatting about all the things that had happened since our last meeting, and all the time I kept trying to decide what to do. They were really nifty pens, and the leather case looked well-used and well-cared for. I love nifty pens. And then I imagined losing my favorite fountain pen, the one the BF gave me so I would have a great pen to sign my books.
When I came home, the first thing I did was call the number on the back. The guy the pens belong to had not even realized he had lost them, and he sounded really happy about the call. Today, after work, I am going to head to the guy's work place and drop them off. Still, I left some whisky and dark chocolate out for Wotan. It was a generous and tempting offer, even though I decided not to accept it.
Is it strange that I had to think about whether or not to return them? I don't know. I am not necessarily a good person, and I am convinced the only thing good people can be sure about is that, as soon as they bend over to help someone get up again, someone else will sneak up behind them to f*** them. Knowing that I am not a good person is an important lesson. The other important lesson, for me, is that we do have free will, and do not have to follow the gods with anything.I am curious to find out what will come from it.
You know what they say. No good deed goes unpunished.
******* Update *********
Just so you know, I really did return the pens. Was almost run over by a cab while at the guy's workplace. I hope that is all the "good karma" coming out of this. ^^ [/gallow's humor]
Some time ago, we were in a tight financial spot. Again. You all know this place, I guess. And Wotan made an appearance and offered me help for a favor. Five minutes later, I found a minor money bill on the street, and no one in sight who could have lost it. It was not a big amount, still about 10% of our weekly grocery bill. I kept it and put out some whisky and dark chocolate for him that night.
Yesterday while I was out to meet a friend (and while we are still in a tight spot, christmas and all), I found a nifty set of pens lying on the street, in a leather case, and Wotan was asking for another favor. I picked it up, looked around - no one to see. There was a sticker with a phone number on the back. Since I was late, I put it in my pocket and hurried to meet my friend.
We went to a nearby café, chatting about all the things that had happened since our last meeting, and all the time I kept trying to decide what to do. They were really nifty pens, and the leather case looked well-used and well-cared for. I love nifty pens. And then I imagined losing my favorite fountain pen, the one the BF gave me so I would have a great pen to sign my books.
When I came home, the first thing I did was call the number on the back. The guy the pens belong to had not even realized he had lost them, and he sounded really happy about the call. Today, after work, I am going to head to the guy's work place and drop them off. Still, I left some whisky and dark chocolate out for Wotan. It was a generous and tempting offer, even though I decided not to accept it.
Is it strange that I had to think about whether or not to return them? I don't know. I am not necessarily a good person, and I am convinced the only thing good people can be sure about is that, as soon as they bend over to help someone get up again, someone else will sneak up behind them to f*** them. Knowing that I am not a good person is an important lesson. The other important lesson, for me, is that we do have free will, and do not have to follow the gods with anything.I am curious to find out what will come from it.
You know what they say. No good deed goes unpunished.
******* Update *********
Just so you know, I really did return the pens. Was almost run over by a cab while at the guy's workplace. I hope that is all the "good karma" coming out of this. ^^ [/gallow's humor]
Donnerstag, 8. Dezember 2011
Signs of balance (more family stuff)
Later in the day I may call my mother to find out how everybody is doing, but yesterday I got some great news from another part of my family - I will be even more of an aunt! My younger sister and her husband were approached by child services, asking if they might consider taking on a second foster child. And after meeting the child in question and getting all the paperwork done, a boy of slightly more than one year will come and live with them in January. I am so happy for them!
(As far as I know, they plan on having their "biologically own" children as well, but early in their marriage they figured there were already so many children in the world without proper families, and since - due to the "marital age gap" of 16 years - they are not eligible for adoption (and I ask you, just how stupid is that? They are perfect - happily married, both with good education and steady jobs, my sister is a kindergarten teacher with additional university education, and because her husband is somewhat older than her... - yeah, I know, these are the rules in Germany, but still... something being the rule does not necessarily mean it's good...), they took on a lovely girl two years ago, and are now expanding their family.)
This brings my "body count" as an aunt to 6, plus one great nephew. Woohoo! The more the merrier. ^^
(As far as I know, they plan on having their "biologically own" children as well, but early in their marriage they figured there were already so many children in the world without proper families, and since - due to the "marital age gap" of 16 years - they are not eligible for adoption (and I ask you, just how stupid is that? They are perfect - happily married, both with good education and steady jobs, my sister is a kindergarten teacher with additional university education, and because her husband is somewhat older than her... - yeah, I know, these are the rules in Germany, but still... something being the rule does not necessarily mean it's good...), they took on a lovely girl two years ago, and are now expanding their family.)
This brings my "body count" as an aunt to 6, plus one great nephew. Woohoo! The more the merrier. ^^
Mittwoch, 7. Dezember 2011
And now something completely different
They say that all bad things come in groups of three. Well, obviously that is not true for my family. Yesterday I talked to my mother on the phone, for the first time after their trip to Turkey.
Her husband caught food poisoning in Turkey.
His mother (my step-grandmother - who is 99, by the way) had a stroke. Her left side is paralyzed and she has got severe memory and behavioral trouble, and no one knows whether she'll come out the other side.
My nephew, who does already have trouble using his right hand - he fell into a tablet full of glasses while working and cut nerves and tendons - was sawed into the left arm at work, they do not know how much damage has been done. (In case you were wondering, he's a waiter. Don't ask.)
And my mother has been vomiting blood for days and has been scheduled for surgery in January. (She says the surgeon wanted to keep her at the hospital right away, but she did not want to. Yes, we're all stubborn, bordering on stupid.) She had stomach reduction surgery about 15 or something years ago, which did not go well, and by now her esophagus is less than 1cm in diameter, and this plus the stress caused severe irritation and damage to the mucous membranes. All she can eat is liquid food, but she says she'll be okay.
At least they are still optimistic enough to plan the husband's mother's 100th birthday celebration, which will hopefully take place on December 23rd. And I am lighting candle upon candle and sending all of them good energy.
Her husband caught food poisoning in Turkey.
His mother (my step-grandmother - who is 99, by the way) had a stroke. Her left side is paralyzed and she has got severe memory and behavioral trouble, and no one knows whether she'll come out the other side.
My nephew, who does already have trouble using his right hand - he fell into a tablet full of glasses while working and cut nerves and tendons - was sawed into the left arm at work, they do not know how much damage has been done. (In case you were wondering, he's a waiter. Don't ask.)
And my mother has been vomiting blood for days and has been scheduled for surgery in January. (She says the surgeon wanted to keep her at the hospital right away, but she did not want to. Yes, we're all stubborn, bordering on stupid.) She had stomach reduction surgery about 15 or something years ago, which did not go well, and by now her esophagus is less than 1cm in diameter, and this plus the stress caused severe irritation and damage to the mucous membranes. All she can eat is liquid food, but she says she'll be okay.
At least they are still optimistic enough to plan the husband's mother's 100th birthday celebration, which will hopefully take place on December 23rd. And I am lighting candle upon candle and sending all of them good energy.
Sonntag, 4. Dezember 2011
The value of a gift
The BF and I have been discussing gifts for our families these last few days.
My family does not necessarily give gifts anymore, we send cards and talk on the phone. Still, if I find something that makes me think of them, or if there is something I want to share, I will send them some. Usually the monetary value of such a gift is no more than 10, maybe 15 bucks. Last year they got a selection of my favorite recipes, hand-printed and with comments and place for notes, in a folder. I think the monetary value was less than five bucks, including postage. But who cares? I heard back from several of the recipients just how much they loved it, and I plan on adding an "update" to the collection this year, if I have got the time to write some of the new recipes up. Apart from that, they will all get an anthology with one of my stories inside - that's the kind of "handmade" gift I am best with. My creative abilities outside of writing pretty much suck. ^^
My younger sister is great at making homemade stuff, and will mostly be giving out homemade lotions and soaps and shower gels and such. I know our father got a "one soap/month" prescription from her this year so he could try out all the scents she makes, and his girlfriend stores the unused soap bars between the fresh laundry to scent it.
My mother loves knitting, and regularly sends out colorful socks. They are incredibly warm and look great, and our tomcat loves the scent of the socks - he always steals a pair and runs off with it. So, everybody's happy. She also makes homemade walnut liquor every now and again, or coffee liquor. Some of the mare great, some less, but I know she hand-picks everything she sends us for birthdays etc. with great care, and that is what makes these gifts so great for me.
The BF is okay with having a homemade gift for his mother (a hand-painted mug and some luxury cocoa), but he is afraid the wife of his brother will think us "cheap" if we give them homemade stuff. (I cannot talk about the things I am planning to make, since other people who may be reading here may be getting something similar.) And after a few days of back and forth with this discussion, I am really fed up with it.
Why does he have to join this madness? Why does he have to worry about what others will think of us based on the gifts we decide to give them? I mean, if we decide to give anything, they should be grateful. And I actually put lots of work and thought into the presents I make (similar to the efforts I make with the cards, see earlier post). Would they be any better if I attached a hefty price tag? We may settle on a compromise - something "valuable" for both of them, and some hand-made items, just so everybody can be okay with it. But still...
Gifts are not about making the recipient rich in stuff - they are about adding love and happiness to their life. And if it takes "X amount of money" for them to be happy with a gift, then sorry, I'd rather just not participate.
My family does not necessarily give gifts anymore, we send cards and talk on the phone. Still, if I find something that makes me think of them, or if there is something I want to share, I will send them some. Usually the monetary value of such a gift is no more than 10, maybe 15 bucks. Last year they got a selection of my favorite recipes, hand-printed and with comments and place for notes, in a folder. I think the monetary value was less than five bucks, including postage. But who cares? I heard back from several of the recipients just how much they loved it, and I plan on adding an "update" to the collection this year, if I have got the time to write some of the new recipes up. Apart from that, they will all get an anthology with one of my stories inside - that's the kind of "handmade" gift I am best with. My creative abilities outside of writing pretty much suck. ^^
My younger sister is great at making homemade stuff, and will mostly be giving out homemade lotions and soaps and shower gels and such. I know our father got a "one soap/month" prescription from her this year so he could try out all the scents she makes, and his girlfriend stores the unused soap bars between the fresh laundry to scent it.
My mother loves knitting, and regularly sends out colorful socks. They are incredibly warm and look great, and our tomcat loves the scent of the socks - he always steals a pair and runs off with it. So, everybody's happy. She also makes homemade walnut liquor every now and again, or coffee liquor. Some of the mare great, some less, but I know she hand-picks everything she sends us for birthdays etc. with great care, and that is what makes these gifts so great for me.
The BF is okay with having a homemade gift for his mother (a hand-painted mug and some luxury cocoa), but he is afraid the wife of his brother will think us "cheap" if we give them homemade stuff. (I cannot talk about the things I am planning to make, since other people who may be reading here may be getting something similar.) And after a few days of back and forth with this discussion, I am really fed up with it.
Why does he have to join this madness? Why does he have to worry about what others will think of us based on the gifts we decide to give them? I mean, if we decide to give anything, they should be grateful. And I actually put lots of work and thought into the presents I make (similar to the efforts I make with the cards, see earlier post). Would they be any better if I attached a hefty price tag? We may settle on a compromise - something "valuable" for both of them, and some hand-made items, just so everybody can be okay with it. But still...
Gifts are not about making the recipient rich in stuff - they are about adding love and happiness to their life. And if it takes "X amount of money" for them to be happy with a gift, then sorry, I'd rather just not participate.
Donnerstag, 1. Dezember 2011
A new attempt at altaring
Remember this board? Originally I put it up on the wall just to hold my candles. But since the cats started eating my altar - and since I had to remove it every now and again for security reasons - I switched things around a little. This is still a 15x30cm wooden board fixed to the wall with shelf arms, the lids of the jars beneath have been nailed and glued to the wood and the jars still hold my gemstones (you remember what I wrote some time back about using crystals in magic, right? Haven't bought a thing since, but haven't thrown anything out either. There are shops promising to only sell less unhealthy crystals and stones, but I am still poor and haven't tried them). On top of the shelf, from left to right - my reading lamp ^^, a Briar card (not for any special reason - I liked the image, and the card was there before), my god/goddess stone, an empty tiny wooden tin, a rosequartz bracelet I occasionally wear to remind me to love myself (crazy what things people forget, right?), a honey jar spell in the middle, my "loving relationship" spell in a heart-shaped glass plate, an oild burner and a molten piece of charcoal my grandparents brought me from South Africa. It is not much of a "traditional" altar, and will undubitably change a bit every now and then, but it feels good to have my witchy place back up and working.
Do you have any altar pictures you would like to share?
PS: Yes, I am practically unable to take a picture that is not lopsided. ^^
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