#*pagan

Here are some of my personal offerings that I give to Persephone. Although some of these have come from research, most have come from my personal connection to Persephone and what she seems to like or encourage me to get for her.  

--Flowers (particularly yellow and purple), pictures of flowers, pressed flowers, or plastic flowers. She particularly seems to like nightshade for me. 

--Black stones (jet, obsidian, etc.), especially the rough stones. Lava stones! I have also had a lot of luck with rough dark kyanite.

--Dark water (such as water in a dark offering cup)

--Coins, particularly old darker coins

--Worshiping/Meditating in the darkness or at dawn or dusk. 

--Worshiping in the cold/snow and contemplating the role of adulthood, being a spouse, and/or being a leader/Queen.

--Worshiping in the spring and contemplating the role of mother/daughter and how family is both beautiful and problematic. 

--Putting flowers on old or abandoned graves.

--Seeking out ancestors/working on genealogy. 

--Meditating on calm, peace, and grace. 

--Putting on something dark and beautiful just for you. 

--Meditating on the knowledge that you are the only one that knows you. Your mother, husband, family, and friends know part of you, but only you know the whole.

--Donating to causes such as those that restore graves, support genealogy, hospice costs, supporting victims of kidnapping or human trafficking, supporting those that have lost their family or disowned family, shelters for the homeless (especially in the winter) 

If you mean turning people into werewolves? ( Which unless you mean the mindless beast and put your target threw alot of pain to become something that hunts and kills innocent people I wouldn’t consider that a curse! Transforming into a werewolf would be cool , well depending on the style of which it happens. Ex : Hemlock Groove….I could do that …..maybe )

That quote always makes me think of tomtar. I had a case of an angry tomte once, I think. 

When I was still living in a student apartment I was about to change rooms, so I needed to hand in all the keys which included a card to the laundry room. I always kept it in the one and the same place, but this time it was just gone. Poof. I turned upsidedown on the room and the whole apartment to find it, but it was gone. And I was slightly panicking, because if I didn't hand it in I would need to pay for it.

So I just said out loud, "Please give me my card back, this isn't funny.", gave up on searching and went to bed.