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Devotional Polytheist. Hedge Witch. Queer. Fiber Artist. House Husband. Posts about Paganism and rural life in the Great Lakes region. (He/Him)
Header is the cover for my blog titled 'Great Lakes Pagan: Life and Craft in the Northern Forest'. The words are imposed over a landscape photo of a lakeshore with pine-covered sandstone cliffs cut out in curving patterns due to erosion.
Profile photo is me: a thin, clean-shaven brunet white guy with glasses wearing his signature grey knit hat.
Hail Freya, it's Friday! Here's your #FridayPaganPoll: Lughnasadh is upon us! Also known as Lammas, or "the bread holiday." Blessed be all the carbs! Bread-making is a huge part of my pagan practice, so this weekend I want to spread the word and encourage people to try it out. Have you ever made h
Hail Freya, it's Friday! #FridayPaganPoll number 145: Paganism is historically defined as a polytheistic religion, but our umbrella is broad these days, and we welcome pretty much anyone who wants to come under it and take shelter. In regards to the belief in gods, which best describes you? #paga
Hail Freya, it's Friday! Today's #FridayPaganPoll: Most pagans believe in some kind of reincarnation, but there are many variations of it. The classic kind that most people know is "whole soul" reincarnation, where the soul is reincarnated one-to-one, and may or may not have memories of the previou
I asked my kids if they wanted to do an egg hunt this year for the Spring Equinox, and they excitedly agreed.
They're both in their 20s.
I had fun setting it up because I could hide the eggs really well in silly places all over the house to make it difficult. They had a great time, turning it into a competition, laughing and shouting when they found one. My husband even joined in while I gloated about my egg-hiding skills.
Anyway, egg hunts aren't just for little kids, let the adults have fun too! I feel like a lot of old pagan celebratory customs are a relaxing of the rules of social behavior. It's permission, for a day, to act like a kid, to be silly, to eat candy for breakfast. I think it's especially important for those of us under our puritan capitalist system, to specifically set aside time to act like a goof and be a bit irresponsible.
Hail Freya, it's Friday! Tell me all about your pets in today's #FridayPaganPoll. Before the witch trial era, a "familiar" was simply a close personal pet, most often a dog. During the witch trials, many stories spread about animals, and sometimes human-like beings who were conjured by witches t
Years ago, I heard a bit of local folklore that calls for 'three more snows' after the first robin is seen.
As you might know, I have a small obsession with recording weather data, so I have actually been keeping track of this for the past few years.
Turns out, it's about 4 or 5 snows, if you only count the ones that "stick." Maybe the story comes from a bit farther south? Regardless of perfect accuracy, I still think it's a great marker for the seasonal rythm. If I can listen to the robins singing to each other at dawn and dusk, then I know I only have to bear a handful of more snows until it warms up.
Half the villiage has been snowed in for the past 4 days. Usually, the neighbor down the road with a plow on his truck will clear out the main road so we can all get to the highway, but the drifts were so high he couldn't make it. The county grader plow just came through and it was like a block party, everyone came out to watch it go by, lol! One lady gave the driver a box of girlscout cookies, we were all honking our horns and clapping.
Thankfully, we were stocked up, and we didn't lose power, but I sure am glad to finally be able to leave the house! Some roads still aren't cleared, and the local school has closed for the 6th day in a row. At a record 39.5 inches, this was the worst snowstorm I've seen in my life.
I will be delaying my Spring Equinox celebrations until Sunday this year because the once-in-a-lifetime snowstorm we got last week has borked everyone's schedules. I hardly ever move equinox/solstice stuff because I like to celebrate when the event is actually happening, but even mother nature has decided to delay spring by dumping over 3 feet of snow on us, so I figure it's okay, lol.
I still took a little time outside this morning for a cup of tea and a breath of fresh air. I also waded through the snow to fill the bird feeder and put out a little hay for my furred and feathered neighbors, who are no doubt struggling with the snow just as we are.
So my husband and I are shopping and this young man (maybe 20s?) passes by us with his shopping cart. I notice he's dressed up, wearing a suit coat and a snazzy hat, so I say to my huband something like, "Damn, that guy is dressed fly for a trip to Walmart!"
And he's like, "No, that's a skinhead."
I say, "No way, that dude is totally giving me vibes!"
Then, the young man meets up with a woman wearing a long jean skirt, killer boots, and black lipstick, and I'm like, "No way, they're too edgy to be white supremacists."
So we're out in the parking lot and happen to be pulling out at the same time, and we see the bumper sticker on their car. It's white text on a black background that says something like, "Defend Freedom," or whatever.
Fam, that is how I lost this round of "Nazi, or No?"
Hail Freya, it's Friday! Today's #FridayPaganPoll:
I've been thinking about water lately– namely, local water sources. Pagans often have the desire to build connections with the land around us, and knowing your local waters is a good place to start.
What is the nearest body of water to where you live?