Category Archives: Storytelling

A Month of Magical Mischief

A Month of Magical Mischief

By | Events, Festivals & Sabbats, Storytelling, Witchcraft & Magic | 16 Comments

 have been gone for so long, in the woods, in the mountains, by waters fast and deep. It is all a blur now. Faces smiling and laughing and talking. Bodies swaying to drums by fire and star light. Our hair and clothes smelling of fire and smoke, earth and cedar. For once I am almost lost for words. My storyteller’s tongue was tied for days after while my mind and heart caught up with all that happened in the past month. Where have I been? It is spring, summer is a comin’ in and winter’s gone away-o. Where else do we untamed ones go when the sun shines and the earth is blanketed in green once more? Where have all the witches gone? Over hill and under stone. You shall not find them inside a house, but if you are quiet as a mouse and walk softly on the forest floor, you will find them at the otherworld’s door by grove, sea, and crossroad, places of power, working their magic at the appointed hour. No, you shall not find them inside a home; in the wilds is where they roam. eltuinn is always a big event in my local community….

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Life is for Adventure

By | Events, Storytelling | 24 Comments

It has been a year and a half since life as I knew it ended and I was reborn anew. Many things have changed since then and perhaps I have the most. My philosophy for my new life is to always choose adventure: to say yes when fear and my reclusive nature tell me to say no. One of my magical tenets is “if you’re not scared, you’re not doing it right.” In this past year I’ve done a lot of things that have taken me outside of my comfort zone: I’ve loosed my heart to lust and love, I’ve done more public speaking and public rituals than ever before, I’ve written articles and posts that I was terrified to publish, I submitted art and writing to beloved publishers when I’d once been too shy to do so, I travelled more than I had in the past seven years, and I more deeply committed myself to the path of magic. In this new life I have discovered that life is for adventure and adventure is the point of living. We are all The Fool standing on the edge of the precipice and we should always jump hoping for love, laughter,…

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Pilgrimage to Uncivilization

By | Bones & Blood, Ecological Consciousness, Ethnobotany, Folk Magic, Folk Medicine, Herbalism, Pacific Northwest Folklore, Storytelling | 18 Comments

Me and Little Red met Jan and Seb at The Gathering this spring and were lucky enough to hang out with them again at Freyfest in August. Much mischief and mead was involved (they seem to follow in my wake…).  Since then Little Red (aka the hot Asian schoolteacher in our local pagan community) got married to her love and Jan and Seb got engaged. Jan is a survival-skill/outdoors type with James Dean’s hair and looks, dressing all in black, and quick with a joke. Seb is part woodsy shaman and part sexy punk, shy but full of mischief. They both work for a wilderness school in Washington and invited us down for the thanksgiving weekend to visit and to hike to the Goldmyer Hot Springs with them.  Of course we said yes and drove across the border last Friday, excited for adventure with a sunny forecast ahead of us. The GPS tried to kill us by leading us into a stone quarry instead of Jan and Seb’s home, but eventually we found it outside a small town in a beautiful cedar and fir forest behind farming country. Little Red and I were a bit early and so we explored the…

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Magic at the Night Market

Magic at the Night Market

By | Folk Magic, Storytelling | 17 Comments

Vancouver is a very multicultural place and each culture brings their food, traditions, and magic to this sprawling city. Being in the Pacific Northwest, we have a huge Asian population and therefore amazing authentic Chinese, Japanese, Korean, Vietnamese, Thai, and Indian food. The best way to experience a culture is by eating their street food (i.e. what people really eat, not what tourists eat at restaurants), and the best place to devour all these cultures’ amazing delights are the Asian night markets: the Richmond Night Market, the Summer Night Market, and the Chinatown Night Market. They’re all about to shut down soon for fall so my friends and I headed across the river to eat as much tasty goodness as we could fit in our stomachs and hollow legs. But of course, being a big group of witches, we couldn’t help but find magic along with our exotic feast… There was a fortune-teller reading tarot cards hidden in a stall between the many cell-phone case vendors. She was very popular with the teenage Asian girls whose boyfriends patiently waited for them while they giggled and asked for their fortunes. The Thelemite wanted a reading, but walked away when he saw…

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The Three Sirens’ Island Adventure

By | Bones & Blood, Storytelling, Wildcrafting | 23 Comments

Three witches went to Mayne Island; one red-haired, one blond and one raven. We drove across the ocean towards the dock with the night and the waxing moon to the left and the day with the setting sun to the right – facing each other like two halves of a sphere. The ship navigated the moonlit sea and selkies led us to the small island. We bathed in the moonlight and revelled in the cool evening wind until we safely reached the harbour. We drove through the dark to the small cabin on a bluff overlooking the sea out to Pender Island where we’d be staying for the next few days. I fell asleep with moonlight and the cries of an owl in the forest. We saw cob houses hiding in the forests like they’d come out of a fairytale. We saw a gypsy caravan for sale crafted completely of divine-smelling wood. We saw an impressively antlered stag run into a graveyard by an old church, black snakes slither under the leaves of wormwood by the cliffs, an otter play by the shore (watched closely be a hawk and an eagle), and saw and heard ravens wherever we went. We…

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