This is a very personal and important blog post for me, an open letter to an Old Friend (an ex-friend), a letter which brings closure.
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Memories in a Handful of Stones
These three stones were sent to me by a friend, a friend who lives on the east coast– a magickal, creative, saucy little witch. She brought her special energy to all that she did, everything she touched, from her whimsical blog full of recipes for Pagan holidays to the connections she made in the Pagan world on a variety of social sites. She was loved and respected among us all.
I forgot exactly what the circumstances were that surrounded the stones and why she sent them, but that really isn’t important; I treasure them. I keep them in a beautiful sterling silver dish that is a leaf, a gift from my son. The stones and the leaf are perfect together.
This lovely lady didn’t pass on, as you may have thought when you started reading this post, which sounds somewhat like a eulogy. I guess it is a eulogy in a way; it’s memorializing, remembering, and honoring the spirit of a Sister-Witch who no longer exists. The lovely lady simply decided to take another path in life, she went down a fork in the road, veering away from all the places she had been to have new adventures in a new life. I miss the magickal, creative, saucy little witch; but I’d like to think that some of her energy still exists here, in these stones, and in the memories I carry.
I wish her well. I hope that her explorations unearth new friends and positive connections. I hope that she is happy in the life she’s chosen and the path she’s following.
*Note: this image is courtesy of Pinterest
Friday’s Magick: Finding a Lost Friend
As I’m getting older, I find I’m becoming more nostalgic, often thinking about people whom I haven’t seen in years, or decades. If you’ve had someone on your mind, whether a childhood friend, college classmate, or old beau, and you have no idea how to get in touch with them, here’s a spell for you…
Day: Friday (relationships)
Planet: Venus
Moon Phase: waxing to full (to bring that which you desire to you)
Colors: pink and green
Items needed:
1. an image of the target, or a name paper
2. a white or pink candle
3. command and compel oil
4. drawing powder
5. a fireproof container
6. pink silk bag.
7. Optional: any memorabilia connected to the target
The Method:
1. An image of this individual would be ideal, but if you don’t have access to this, create a name paper for them. Do this slowly, deliberately,lovingly, calling their name and asking them to come to you with each letter you write. For added magickal momentum you can write their name in the witches’ alphabet.
2. Anoint a white or pink candle with command and compel oil and roll it in drawing powder.
3. Place the spell candle in a fireproof receptacle for burning. (Emphasis on ‘fireproof’.) I use my cast iron cauldron.
4. If you have retained any mementos from this individual, such as jewelry, buttons from their clothing, tickets from a concert or movie which you both attended, etc., place these items on your altar, near the candle.
After you anoint and dress the candle, light it, and set the image or name paper on fire in its flame. Drop this into the cauldron with the candle, and allow the candle to burn itself out.
Gather the cooled remnants of this spell together; place them in a pink silk bag; and sleep with this charm beneath your pillow for seven nights.
Within a moon phase, you should be reconnected with this individual; and this often comes about in strange and completely unexpected ways.
Women, Friendships, & Observations
Women tend to be incredibly territorial where friendship is concerned, and the cardinal clique that two work together better than three is absolutely true most of the time– sad, but true. For some reason men don’t seem to suffer from this odd social behavior. I’ve never heard one story about a man who became jealous because his friend Fred was buddying up and going off on a jaunt with Joe. If Fred was a friend, Fred was a friend– period. Whatever Fred wanted to do with his time and whomever Fred wanted to do it with didn’t seem to matter one iota. And the friendship between these men would continue for years, and years, and years on a level equilibrium, with nary a bump or rut in the road. As a matter of fact, not only would it continue, but it would grow to include an ever widening circle of individuals to add to the list of ‘Friends’, on both sides of the coin.
When it comes to friendship, some women are like tomcats who pee on their territory to mark it, seeing every other woman as an invasive threat to their special connection with one individual. They become catty, jealous, spiteful, hurt, distant, snooty, sometimes vengeful, and just downright childish. Some of them may keep a mental checklist of every ‘indiscretion’, sizing things up as two nights out this month, one excursion to the mall, and a gathering I wasn’t invited to, etc., ad infinitum. Why women do this to themselves and to their friends is a mystery to me.
Look at it this way– as a mother you can have more than one child, and when you do you love all your children equally. Women have this capacity– everyone has this capacity. We can have a variety of friends with different personalities and interests, with different levels of intimacy and activities that we share, and we love them all, even if we love them for different reasons and in different ways.
Magickal Connections 