Trying On the Witcher Archetype


My path has been winding around all sorts of different ways lately. Which is part of the reason I don’t talk much about it anymore. That, and I’ve also stepped onto a path that many people would find distasteful if the term that fits it best was self-applied by a stark-white sonofa witch such as myself, though I’m not convinced the people who would be offended necessarily know what the word means or what the job entails. I’m not gonna say it anyway. Not until I’m ready to have a good ol’ rant about it. I’m starting to get to the point where I don’t care about explaining myself anymore, but that’s one can of worms, among many, that probably need to get opened eventually. But not today.

Anyway. My being a hundred percent done with needless drama in the witchy community is not what this post is about. It’s about Pop Culture Magic. Sorta. Archetypes, anyway.

Molly Roberts has inspired me once again, and I really wasn’t expecting it this time. She was in the middle of a 30 Days of Beauty meditation/challenge/thing and mentioned something like, “What’s one thing you could try on letting go of for a moon cycle?” My brain being the slightly wonky piece of hardware that it is, took that and went, “Well, I don’t really have something I can try letting go of, maybe some crappy programming, but I know something I’d love to try on for that time!” So I’m trying on a Witcher skin, for lack of a better term. One could say I’m mantling Geralt of Rivia for a while. It’s an experiment in seeing just how far I can fling my self-doubt into the void, so to speak.

This has been going on for four days now, and I’ve already come to some really interesting findings. First and foremost: I actually do qualify to be a Witcher, save for the literal cat eyes and monsters to fight. (Though I just thought of a wee ritual for the first one involving tiger’s eye and some trance music. Hm.) Witchers are itinerant monster hunters who are well-versed not just in combat, but also herb lore and symbol-based magic. I am all three of those things. Arguably I could stand to learn more herb-lore, but couldn’t we all?

So I’m trying on the aspect of Witcher for a while. My brain has the capacity to fixate on things and I’m gonna see how far that takes me. Weird things are already happening. For instance, I don’t find it a coincidence as much as divine timing that I managed to get sick within four days of deciding to commit to this. Oh well!

Side note: I’m feeling a real urge to go through and scratch any mention of my name off this blog and pick a new one to go by in these parts. Simply because I’m making connections elsewhere and I don’t really want someone who shouldn’t be here to accidentally stumble upon this little corner of the internet. The trick’ll be finding a name that means Me but isn’t terribly obvious or something someone could use to hex me. 😀 I’m paranoid, okay?

Storm Water, Anyone?

So we had a bit weather yesterday!

And by that I mean most of my county got flooded and/or hailed on by a rather powerful thunderstorm. It rained, hailed, and thundered like the dickens out here and I managed to fill a 20 oz. bottle with storm water and hail. In five minutes. Everything’s fine today but yesterday the park was flooded to the point where my sister and I spotted a duck swimming across what would normally be a sidewalk.

I’m about to leave the bottle – it’s glass, btw, dunno if that matters to anyone reading – out in my window for a few days so it can get a full charge of moon and sunlight, provided the clouds scoot a little. Obviously I’m also going to filter the absolute hell out of it and possibly boil it for safety before I actually use it for anything. Or at least anything regarding contact with my own skin or tools (e.g. charged baths or charged paint water… actually that last one isn’t a half-bad idea).

Which is my problem, actually. I don’t have much of a clue what I’m going to use it for, yet, since I’ve never had this much storm water in the same place before – I live in a normally arid part of Colorado – but I’m excited to have it regardless. I’ve also not really been one for ritual spellcasting and potion-making in the past, since I prefer on-the-fly practical shtuff, but I’m feeling a rather strong urge to work some “get off my lawn” type spellcraft toward a certain individual who keeps gumming up the works in terms of scheduling lately. I’m thinking storm water will be a good thing to use for a bit of zap. Hell, with how much it flooded I wonder if I could built a proverbial moat.

Anyway. Do ya’ll use storm water in your practices? If so, what for? (I might steal a few ideas while my brain is percolating.)

May 8 2017 (1)

Behold! The desert is now a swamp.

My Thoughts on “Arbitrary” Time Markers


So, I saw a post the other day, can’t remember who or what or where, but the gist of it was someone lamenting the fact that people are excited for 2016 to be over because, to the original poster, the New Year is just some arbitrary time marker in a vast and uncaring universe that exists in a perpetual state of chaos.

Being the hermit that I am, that thought has been clanging around the inside of my head for a few days, and a bit of light just shone on it while watching a tarot reading. I’ve come to the conclusion that I really, really don’t believe in arbitrary time markers. That is, I don’t believe that they are arbitrary.

Let me explain.

While they may have been a bit bizarre and new to begin with, time markers like the turning of the year or the end of a school season are, I think, just as powerful as other, “natural” time markers like moon phases or the changing of the seasons. The difference is that one is man-made, which doesn’t make it any less special or any less meaningful. The new calendar year is observed by so many people around the world that it makes no sense to me for it not to contain some significance. Just because it’s familiar doesn’t mean it isn’t magical. I feel like that bears repeating.

Just because it’s familiar, doesn’t mean it isn’t magical.

It’s just like the way languages and incantations work. The words themselves are man-made, the meanings applied by people like you and me, and we use them every single day. The only difference between a poem and an incantation is the intent behind it. If one walks into the new year feeling like it’s the same old thing once again, how much change do you think they’ll attract? As opposed to someone who sees the new year as a time to start fresh, and do so in accordance with consensus reality. Pardon my french, but this shit is powerful!

I don’t know about you, but I am good and ready to start making some magic happen in the new year. Don’t let anyone tell you that it’s not worth it. If it works, use it.

Lykke til.