This previous month I didn’t post any updates, and instead I started doing readings, so this is a bit late.  June was the month devoted to my physical grimoire, admittedly, not much progress was made except gluing new parchment over stuff I don’t use/believe in/need any longer.  

I didn’t do about half of my prompts so I’m gunna attempt to bumrush those tonight, tomorrow, and this week in general.  

I did manage to redo the Colors section.  It’s got a fold out page now- not much to show there except ykno.... it folds out.  I use the color wheel and how colors mix a lot, which is why it’s front and center.  IE, If I want to use both colors purple and red but only have a pink candle, the fact that it’s their ‘blend’ on the wheel thus means it can encapsulate both their correspondences.

On the note of ‘redoing’ pages, though, I get parchment (25c a page from my local metaphysical shop but because of good ol Rona I got this parchment off fucking amazon) and I cut it to about the size of the page.  For nice clean Redos like above, I work on the page before using my HandyDandy Purple GlueStick (The DISAPPEARING PURPLE!) to glue it in.  Usually there’s a bit of trimming required unless I purposefully make the new pages just a bit smaller than the actual pages.  That’s really all there is to it.  

I’ve mentioned this lil project in other posts, its a cemetery dish, a wee little graveyard since I identify myself as a graveyard witch.  I can’t get out with the pandemic- or rather, I could but I choose not to as my state is dumb and doesn’t take shit seriously.  Thus, I am bringing a little of my outside world to my patio with this!  

Very quickly into July, I was taking a shower and a song came on, it gave me some thoughts.  This eventually resulted in a letter to my ex-gf, which originally I didn’t intend on sending, but then I was like, well fuck it, why not?

So this has resulted in, about 3 years later from our breakup, she and I talking about the issues of the relationship, how it dissolved, and the residual pains.  I won’t lie when I say that I feel like a bit of a victim still, and I’m trying to get over/through those feelings.  

Regardless, it’s been really emotionally exhausting these past 5 days, but not without merit.  I feel better, like I can finally put some of these negative thoughts that I had held on to for 3 years into their grave and say goodbye to them, and let them rest.  This is a nice transition into how I’ve been trying to identify some emotions, figure out where they stem from, so that I can lay them into the ‘emotional graveyard’ as well- a resting place for what no longer serves me but a respectful one that appreciates how each experience (both negative & positive) have helped me grow.  

The Goal: Every day I'm one day closer to being who I want to be.

So, this month had plenty to do on the Grimoire Prompts, but that was lead astray.  I instead got caught up in a project of passion, so I do not think this is negative- passion leads us to wonderful things, and as I wrap up this passion project, I’ve decided to bookend it with this post.  There is also some updates on my 30DoM, deities, particularly, Hekate.  Updates on my bookshelf, and the other projects I’ve done.  The ramble is under the cut.

This month’s DoM is about deities, and how I relate to some.  This post is going to allow me to ramble about that for a moment, put it all down to paper without the hand cramps of actually writing it.  Feel free to continue scrolling, the ramble is below the cut.

30DoM Reading

A Little Bit of Runes  - Cassandra Eason Runes - Sofia Visconti Runes  - Sarah Thompson

General Reading

I’ve decided, through browsing in the past, that I will try to combine the ideas of 30 Days of Magic & the 2016 Grimoire Challenge.  This will hopefully result in a more magical life and self, which is usually one of my first complaints about how I live my life.  The idea will be to share these monthly focuses and projects on this blog and thus have some tangible record of my progress and what I’m doing, and maybe help inspire others in their own craft.  

Prompt: 50 words of adventure with an astronomer and a cowboy hat, starting with “Who needs friends?”

"Who needs friends?" The astronomer laughed, drunk off of whiskey and too many years in the prison of his ship.