A Snowflake in Time

My Loves

when you are creating 

fervently

with all your heart

and the sheer expanse of it all seems impossible,

be still for a moment.

What is missing, you ask yourself?

Chances are, it is the Sensual You,

how easily lost in a whirl of mental activity she is

but she is just as easily found,

if you are willing...

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As we go inward during the dark season

planning for Spring

incubating

(which can often take the form of intense work)

stop comparing yourself to others,

for you, my Snowflake, are a one-and-only

uniquely able to sparkle.

And yet,

with the awareness that we are here fleetingly

to do as we are meant.

So don't waste it.

With Saturn transiting Capricorn now,

for the next three years,

we are asked to step up

and do the work we are meant for in this lifetime.

This is BIG.

There are no shortcuts

and no indulgences

for these gifts do not come easily

but they are meant to last.

This is a hard-working pair

seeking perfection,

full of solitary energy

so take heed, Dear Ones,

to not forget to care for yourself,

and your loved ones

as you focus on the Big Work.

Feed yourself.

Light, clean plant foods.
Exercise.
Fresh air - even when it's cold outside!
Rest. Clear your mind. Sleep well.
Laugh. Play.

You know the drill.

Because these things work.

And,

as you focus on the task at hand,

embrace the feminine:

invite sounds, scents,

and beautiful vignettes

to join in this dance

which, by design,  

must be done alone.


Yes, there are times when tips are useful to get you moving. 

(I’ve laid out a few here, for scratching the surface.)

Planners, calendars, lists.

But then even these become a point of distraction.

And the time comes

when you must face the Beast.


All by myself, you ask?

Not really.


Some of my most cherished friends

have joined me 

as I go deep within

to give life to something most dear to me.

Allow me to share them with you:

a cornucopia of sorbet star lilies, 

gazing back at me with playful smiles 

bright little faerie faces to inspire


black velvet ears between my lips

and earth-scented fur to melt into

when thoughts become too heavy

 

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endless cups of bark decoctions to sip

(yes, I am officially ingesting trees)

for a vision of a Green Man, transformed into a Nordic priestess

then a Celtic one

gave firm word

that I must become one with them

as all the knowledge I seek lies within the Wood

 

a Spring moss candle burns throughout

yes, I know it is Winter

but the soft promise of creation 

offers me the shelter of the forest 

and the strength to carry on

 

Silken threads caress my skin

glowing and supple

from a petal scented bath

 

Weaving ragas soaring through crisp air

calm the sometimes uncontrollable fire

that courses through body and mind

 

And I direct my attentions

once again

to the work at hand.

___________

 

May you always be surrounded by delightful company

as you walk alone.

 

Happy Winter Solstice.

All my love,

xxx Alise

 

The Cauldron Stirs

Some of us live for this.

Fall.
So easy to breathe its name,
for the very word conjures up leaves of amber and ruby.
Crisp air. 
Fragrant herbs. 
Foxy coats and boots. 
And of course, the national orgasm that is pumpkin spice.

But then,
there are those of us that conjure something else entirely...

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As the veil between the worlds becomes thinner, spells are cast. Rituals heighten. The Season of the Witch is fleeting, but potent. 

You, my darling Beasties, can join the party with a simple Kitchen Witch concoction that will strengthen you for the coming seasonal shifts, both in body and in spirit.

Let's get the fires burning and the cauldron bubbling, shall we?

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I've brewed a most bewitching recipe for you: one so simple, you would swear on your Bastet statue that it had appeared out of thin air...

Autumn Spirit Soup

*please use all organic ingredients

  • 3 sweet potatoes
  • 3 carrots
  • 1 small apple (Pink Lady, Honeycrisp, and other cidery apples work best)
  • 1/2 lemon
  • 3 small cloves garlic
  • 1 tsp cumin
  • extra virgin olive oil, first cold pressing if possible
  • pure water
  • Celtic salt
  • fresh ground pepper

First, chop your garlic. Turn your flame on low, and in a large pot swirl a bit of olive oil. Allow it to heat - it's ready when you place your hand above the pot, and can feel the warmth. Now toss in your garlic, and let it cook gently until it just turns translucent, releasing it's sensual aroma. While it gets going, chop your vegetables and apple. When the garlic is ready, toss them in, and give it a good stir to coat everything. Let them all mingle a bit, then pour in just enough water to cover everything.

Bring the cauldron to a boil, then lower the flame and simmer until everything is tender. Put out the fire and allow the soup to cool. Ladle into a high speed blender, and blend until smooth and creamy. Pour the mixture back into the pot, add the lemon, cumin, salt and pepper to taste. You're done!

As you are concocting, visualize you and whomever you are serving the soup to as very strong and healthy, full of vitality and energy to meet the season. Really feel it. Guiding you here are some very powerful friends. Carrots are loaded with intense amounts of vitamin A, which builds cells and strengthens your immune system. They are also full of disease fighting antioxidants, and, magickally speaking, create desire for sexual contact. They are ruled by fire, and thus can ignite your inner fires, particularly in the boudoir.  (I am picturing all my readers frantically going out to buy carrots, crunching them madly on the way home!)

Sweet potato is ruled by Venus, and you know what that means. Yes, my Darlings, more sex. And love!  These frisky tubers also give us plenty more vitamin A, a shot of vitamin C, lots of B vitamins, fiber, and beautifying minerals, for more vibrant health on the inside, and glowing radiance on the outside. 

Our goddess of love also rules the apple, long entwined with divinity throughout the ages. Apples are also very high in antioxidants, vitamin C, B vitamins and minerals, making them nutritional powerhouses as well as beauty food and high-vibration magickal friends. The smell of fresh apples alone was believed to boost low physical strength as well as ensure longevity. 

Lunar lemon provides another burst of vitamin C, as well as lending detoxifying properties to the mix. Lemon is associated with love, happiness, and purification, and was traditionally used to bring light indoors during the darker months. Fiery garlic gives protection and good health, and is loaded with natural immune boosters. Celtic salt not only detoxifies, but also contains all 92 beneficial live elements found in seawater. (Confused about salt? Read more here.) Peaceful cumin was believed to be favored by the Egyptian gods, and was offered in massive quantities to ensure happiness. And last, but never least, lovely black pepper purifies and protects. 

All in all, a most delicious way to fortify your body, ignite your love life, and look gorgeous while doing so!

To your health, Beasties.

As for me,
well,
I've got many more spells to cast...

xxx Alise

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No Quarter

I spent the morning catching up with friends.

It felt like ages since we had spoken.

In actuality, it had been one week. But one week without the wisdom of the trees and the birds had proved to be simply unbearable.

Days earlier, a wicked bout of illness had given me the bum's rush, hurling me unceremoniously into the weekend, cruel and unforgiving. A crash landing left me battered, bruised; unable to gather the strength needed to even stand. I hadn't seen it coming.

Or had I?

The past two weeks had been unbearably challenging. Anger and odium collided like great waves slamming the sides of my already battle-worn ship. My graceful and resilient sails were now tattered, and supplies had run dangerously low. My stars had seen to it that deep dark ugliness needed to rear itself, whether I was ready or not.

Now, usually I meet these challenges head on, not being one to back down, really, ever. (It's both a blessing and a curse.) But this time, the tide simply took me. So the body decided to dock my pirate ass for a spell, though it felt in reality like being marooned on a deserted island.  By my own crew, no less. "Sorry, Captain Flamehair, we had no choice.  Use the time wisely.

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This, traditionally, is the only way for me to stop the reckless internal spinning: by being forced, via the body's intelligence, to just stop. I'm guessing many of you know what I'm talking about. I don't get legitimately sick, like from a germ or virus. I'm simply too damned healthy for that. (Eternal thanks, beloved plants.) What I am susceptible to, however, is burn out. Endless mental wanderings, worrying, analyzing, and high-level creating, combined with a demanding, self-imposed work schedule makes for one perpetually-stretched-too-thin cat. Ignoring innate feline wisdom, I forget to rest. To take a pause. To be still. 

And so, after getting a glorious cosmic ass-kicking, I resolved once again to return to my animal roots.

But there's a problem with that.  I have made this observation and subsequent resolution many, many times before, which begs the question: at what point does it finally sink in?

After lying for days in a darkened cave of purrs, kisses, elixirs and blessed silence, I ventured out into the light once more. And there were my dear friends, right were I had left them. They knew, of course, that I had drifted too far without provisions, but were kind enough not to remind me of it.

Sipping a rather potent brew, I shared my seeds and bits of apple with the birds, gulping in the mountain air as if my very life depended on it. The winged ones know. They chattered merrily of their adventures, allowing me to forget mine. 

And then I saw him.

A most beautiful fuzzy bee, nestled in the hydrangea. There were many others busily buzzing about, but this one was different. Carefully, silently climbing the stems, he seemed determined to reach a center point. An architectural web, if you will, radiating inward toward a center nucleus. The heart. 

 And there he stopped and sat still, not moving.

Zen Bee

I wasn't sure at first if he was hurt, or sleeping? (Do bees sleep? And if so, where? I had to stop my brain from taking off in the direction of ceaseless questioning. That would have ruined the moment. )  I realized he was merely there, just being, suspended in the fluidity of time.

After what seemed like an unbearably uncomfortable amount of minutes (for me anyway - hellloo, fire sign!) he stretched, reached up, took hold and grabbed the nearest blossom with such vigor and passion that you couldn't help but be impressed! And then he made his way around to all the flowers in the cluster, confident and strong. 

And, just like that, he flew away.

Bees are emblematic of fertility and great productivity, but they also remind us to savor the sweetness of life, the honeyed nectar of simple pleasures. This dear little messenger was clear in his medicine to me. And I owed him, by way of thanks, to heed it.

But what was that sound? With a rustle of the bushes, a tiny bunny appeared, delicately nibbling the fallen flowers whole, with rhythmic daintiness.

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Rabbits of course also symbolize fertility, along with new life, and the ability to make great leaps and hops, but I have also always known them to appear when new money sources are about to make themselves known. More medicine for one on the precipice of great change...

So the recipe for today is not a food or beauty potion, technically. But really it is. It's spirit food. It's inner beauty that radiates out. It's the beauty of life, nature, spirit, and love. 

It's about taking the pause. You see, it is the spaces BETWEEN the thoughts that actually create. That space is where the magick actually happens. Stillness breathes life, my Loves, the life force needed to generate and to manifest.
Without this, your magick will not be potent. 

So adhere to this simple yet profound wisdom, Dear Ones, and share it. Next time you find yourself or someone you care about spinning out of control emotionally, or beholden to those sticky phantoms of fear, or driven by ego, remind them, and yourself, how it all works. 

Thank you to my wild friends, the nature spirits that patiently and continually light my way.

And to you for stopping by to spend a little time here.

Now, I do believe I have my sea legs back!
Is that my ship I see,
not too far in the distance?

(Mind you, whomever marooned me is totally walking the plank!)

xxx Alise

 

 

 

Midsummer Night's Scene

Oh! These glorious, balmy eves

illuminated by firefly light

and pearlescent moonglow

sheer exuberance in the air

and lusty, languid stars

bathing you in their sorcery...

Yes, Summer Solstice has passed, but, really,

as far as I can see,

it's Midsummer until it's Autumn.

And there is simply no need to end the sensual revelry. 

Besides, who doesn't love a sparkly bit of brew to deepen the mood,

already so lovely and lush, so deeply divine?

My Midsummer gift to you, dear Beasties, lies within the plants...

Clockwise from left: Strawberry Starlight, Orange Sky, Venus Rising.

Clockwise from left: Strawberry Starlight, Orange Sky, Venus Rising.

You guessed it.

Succulent cocktails derived from fresh herbs, voluptuous fruits, and delicate blossoms, with finely tuned magick in each sip. Beautifying and delicious, they can be enjoyed with or without alchohol, and are delectable either way!

Brew the tea the night before, using fresh herbs. Speak softly to them, gently coaxing their energies into your brew. Blend the strained tea with the fruit, and you can keep a beautiful glass vessel of it in your refrigerator. Add the spirits when you pour - a half-and-half ratio works well, but design it as you please. Garnish thoughtfully. Enjoy. And always remember to say thank you.

*Use organic or wild ingredients, fresh wherever possible, and dried when necessary.*

Strawberry Starlight

  • Basil tea - 5 large organic leaves in 1 C spring water
  • 3 strawberries
  • 1 fresh basil leaf (optional, if you want the basil stronger)
  • dry white wine

The purrfect Venus-Mars alignment! Sacred to Freya, love-infused strawberries are ruled by Venus and water. Basil is also a love plant, but ruled by fiery Mars. Together, they make a lusty connection with a bit of protective energy tossed in. And, though we always associate wine with Bacchus/Dionysus, the earliest wine deities were actually female. In ancient Mesopotamia, twelve vases per day of were offered to Ishtar! White wine is also lunar ruled...so sip this delightful drink beneath her white light. 

Orange Sky

  • Mint tea - 6 organic leaves in 1 C spring water
  • 1/2 organic orange
  • juice of 2 lemon wedges
  • shot of gin

Oooh! This one is frisky! The citrus fruits are a well-balanced blend of both solar and lunar energies, making it an ideal afternoon libation also. Wild and fiery orange is ruled by the Sun, and though it possesses purification powers, it is actually known as a love stimulator. Mmmm! Lively lunar lemon brings love and happiness to the wise beholder, and with the sexual prowess of mint joining the party...you get the picture.
Gin can be substituted for vodka here, but it won't have the same effect. Gin is derived form juniper berries, and was traditionally used as herbal medicine . A protective plant, juniper offers stamina, good health and love...*wink*
 

Venus Rising

  • Rose tea - 1 Tbsp rose petals (fresh or dried), 1 tsp rose hips, 1 C spring water
  • 1-2 tbsp rosewater
  • 1 tsp pomegranate concentrate
  • champagne

I couldn't possibly go through a sultry Summer without this one, and neither should you. Rose, ruled by Venus herself, has been regarded as primary medicine, a powerful symbol of strength, and a supreme beautifier for ages. It is a flower of love and happiness, and heightens psychic awareness. Rose should be consumed, used topically, inhaled, gazed upon, and adored.  
Pomegranate is a lucky fruit. It's a Mercury-fire powerhouse which brings forth creativity, money, and...fertility. So, yes, be careful, but I always see fertility from the artistic perspective. Literally, the ability to give new life. Just direct the energies where you want them. Oh, and add as much as you like for sweetening.
The champagne? Well, champagne is like drinking stars! 

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Summer passes by too quickly, my Loves.

Join me for a cocktail?

I'll be beneath the night sky...

xxx Alise

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The Cat's Eye Of The Storm

 

Spinning! Spinning! Spinning!

In between a pair of powerful eclipses

our quicksilver friend seems to twirl backwards

and Autumn rushes in to quicken our pulses...

Tell me, my Loves, are you feeling stressed?

the calm eye of the storm, always.

the calm eye of the storm, always.

Does everything feel like Iggy's "Lust For Life" pounding out of an amplifier in your brain
going 45 instead of 33?

For some it's back to school,
or back to work, after a holiday in the sun,
Or maybe it’s just Fall
and her sense of urgency to “do” something,
kicking up ideas like a child playing in piles of amber leaves...

No matter the why.

Your beautiful self needs a lifeline. And one just happens to appear.

A gift from Diana, Ancient Lady of The Beasts.
Mistress of Wild Things.

Her timing, as always, is purrfect.

Wild Things Brew

Per serving.

  • 1 tsp organic licorice root
  • 1 tsp organic cat's claw
  • 1 Tbsp organic Pau d'Arco
  • 1 stick organic cinnamon
  • 1 organic lemon wedge
  • Stevia to taste

Darlings, when your brain is overloaded, cortisol skyrockets, and your body begins to accelerate in its aging process. Are we going to allow that?! 
Hell no!

Your adrenals need support like mad right now. 
And this is almost too simple.
*wink*

Simply gather your herbs from the local health food store bulk dried section. (Unless, of course, you just happen to be a master herbalist with a garden that would make any witch envious.)
If you can't forage nearby, wonderfully wildcrafted herbs can be had online, from places like Mountain Rose Herbs. 

Now make your magical decoction: 
First, connect with the herbs. Touch them, sing softly to them, thank them. Listen to their whisperings.  Visualize yourself navigating the deep waters of stress with grace and ease. Feel strength and resilience within you.
Got it? Good. Keep it going while you brew.

Bring 1 cup of pure water just to a boil. Add in your herbs and roots. Reduce the heat to barely a simmer, and let the mixture gently release for 20 minutes. Make sure you cover the pot, so the essential oils don't escape during the evaporation process.
Now you can turn off the heat and allow the decoction to sit for another couple of hours if you like. The longer it steeps, the more medicinal it actually gets. 
Then a squeeze of lemon to allow absorption, a little bit of stevia to sweeten if you like, and you're ready!
It's actually quite delicious.

By the way....the difference, Beasties, between an infusion and a decoction is really just in the amount of time you let it stew. Infusions are best for leaves and petals, while a decoction gets to the insides of roots and bark. 

Are you wondering about these mysterious little plant beings?
Well, this legendary healing trio is unsurpassed for adrenal support, recovery, and immune function. Seriously. 
A must have for your natural medicine bag of tricks.

Get on it.

While your sipping your potion, consider the myriad things you can do to help manage during stressful times: yoga, getting outdoors, and getting your beauty sleep for starters. Concious breathing also helps immensely. (Can't get into that headspace? Try downloading the Buddhify app.) 


And steer clear of junk food. I mean it-NO CRAP!
Yes, for thirty seconds you might enjoy that sugar-laden brownie. Or at least the cellular memory of it.
But you know what? Feeding your negative emotions is bullshit.
Moments later, you crash. You feel lousy. Your skin looks like hell. Your belly bloats.
And you didn't solve a thing.

Why on earth would you bother?

Step it up. 
Eat some gorgeous fresh fruit when you crave sugar. Gnaw on nuts when you're so irritated you simply have to crunch on something. Wolf down a few kale chips when salt seems to be the answer. Exhausted? Drink water.

But feed yourself.

You are worth taking care of.

I wouldn't hang out with you otherwise, 
now would I?

xxx Alise

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