Tribe & True

Seems I’m yet again remiss in maintaining my bloggin’ promise. But alas as busy as life gets with work and things to do and places to be I’m still trying to keep myself centered physically and spiritually. I have to catch myself at times being too iConnected and wanting to photo document everything that goes on in my life (if you don’t already follow me on Facebook, I also post regularly over on Instagram and try my hardest not to repeat content!).

It’s been a blissful summer so far. Despite the heatwave and insane humidity in NYC this year, I’ve done lots of great things like getting back into a SuperMoonSummerSolstice-charged fitness routine that’s seriously keeping me very grounded, centered and strong. I’ve spent a ton of leisurely time taking in the city and beyond with good friends and my love, Gabe (whose band Ten Ton Mojo is blowing up like you wouldn’t believe!). I have also had the opportunity to reconnect with family members in Turkey (and stateside) that I haven’t spoken to in many years. Politically, it’s gotten kind of scary over there so I’m grateful to know they are all alright and fighting the good fight.

Yes, this summer has given me many warm and fuzzy blessings and I’m gearing up for some more! I’m heading back “home” to a place called Brushwood Folklore Center for Summerfest. I’ve been bonding with the land and the folks up at Brushwood for almost 15 years now and there’s always a little pang of empty when I have to miss a year. I’ve met so many magickal folks and spun so much magick for my life there (only to ALWAYS see it manifest!). It’s just one of those places that you leave a tiny piece of your heart at and every time you return you feel whole again. Here’s a few images of festivals past…

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One of the first things you see heading into camp and it couldn’t be more true.

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Beth and Zeeb’s Fayrie Garden.

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The nightly bonfire at The Roundhouse, the heart of the festival. Image courtesy of Brushwood Folklore Center LLC.

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Above, dancing with my ladies Gigi La Femme (L) and Jenn of Raven Moon’s Oracle (center) ca. 2006. Dig the lack of skin art! Ha!

Ofcourse my summer has also been filled with lots of awesome tattooing! And as I’ve blogged here before, I spun a ton of magick to achieve my dreams and goals which have included becoming a tattooer. Much of the success of my magick was fueled by my time at Brushwood. This year I can’t say I will be spinning for things I feel my life is lacking. Instead, I will be giving a lot of gratitude back to the land, my tribe and the universe for helping me be where I am right now.

Here’s a piece I finished over a year ago and just received images of. More mermaid mojo!

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So mote it be.

The Inkling of Spring

Today marks the first sabbat of the new calendar year. Imbolc, a Celtic celebration honoring the Goddess Brigid that just so happens to fall right between Winter Solstice and Spring Equinox. It’s a time when we can start to see the natural world rustling a little from its dark, wintery slumber. The crocuses and daffodils might start popping out of the frozen earth, the days become ever so slightly longer and if you live a more agricultural life it’s also a time when your baby animals are born and mothers are lactating to feed their young.

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(Photo from my personal cameraroll of pastoral Ireland, County Kerry, 2008.)

I’ve always been very connected to the Goddess Brigid. She’s a fire Goddess and is a patron of the arts (spark of inspiration), black smithing (forging your ideas) and medicine (healing). My Irish Godmothers name is also Brigid so I have a very positive, nurturing association with her. Brigid has always been a spitfire and a huge supportive presence in my life. Whatever I created she always loved and encouraged me to pursue.

Being a spiritually minded person, I’m always looking at the ways in which my path mirrors my inner world and the outer world. Coincidences and synchronicities are constantly around me but I often wonder if these things don’t happen to me more than most folks, it’s just that I have an awareness so I simply notice mine more. I used to think I was a delinquent witch, not really setting up altars or doing proper rituals for all of the Sabbats and the moons. Until I realized my life is one living, breathing ritual. Everything I do is steeped in my beliefs and world-view. I see signs, patterns and omens in nature and I take them to heart. To me those things are ways of Spirit telling me if I’m on the right path or going astray.

I do keep altars in my home, it keeps me centered. I get daily visual reminders of the things I chose to keep close and the things I am trying to manifest in my life. You’ll always see an area devoted to my Goddesses, a smaller working altar for spell work and a larger ancestral altar (gee I wonder why those sugar skulls keep coming…). If you are a client then I’m sure you’ve noticed that I also keep an altar with candles going in my workspace as well. It just keeps me focused and helps that “good mojo” to flow.

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(Above, featured are some of my altars at home.)

In the light of reforming my delinquent witchy ways, I hereby declare this blog as sacred space and yet another “altar” of mine. This will be a place where I can share a bit about the things I celebrate spiritually and how those things show through in my work.

Here are a couple of tattoos from just this week. A little springtime, floral beauty to get you all excited about the returning of the sun and longer days to come.

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