Days of Ragnarok
20.07.2006., četvrtak
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nisam pisala fakat dugo...*duh*..vecinom zato sto je sada otvoren forum pa se koncentriram na to, i pomalo mi je bezveze postat jednu te istu stvar na dva mjesta.. tako da ce zasada ovaj blog biti 'zatvoren' tj. necu postat na njega...ako netko slucajno naleti na nj, a zanima ju/ga magija i sl., moze slobodno svratiti do Ars Dementiae (tj. foruma ciji se link nalazi na lijevoj strani)... eto toliko, thank you folks, and good bye...  |
23.05.2006., utorak
The Wiccan Rede
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ok, nije da se bas identificiram kao pripadnica wicce, ali imaju oni dobrih ideja + ovaj Rede im je ok, nesto kao, "wicca ukratko" Bide within the Law you must, in perfect Love and perfect Trust. Live you must and let to live, fairly take and fairly give. For tread the Circle thrice about to keep unwelcome spirits out. To bind the spell well every time, let the spell be said in rhyme. Light of eye and soft of touch, speak you little, listen much. Honor the Old Ones in deed and name, let love and light be our guides again. Deosil go by the waxing moon, chanting out the joyful tune. Widdershins go when the moon doth wane, and the werewolf howls by the dread wolfsbane. When the Lady's moon is new, kiss the hand to Her times two. When the moon rides at Her peak then your heart's desire seek. Heed the North winds mighty gale, lock the door and trim the sail. When the Wind blows from the East, expect the new and set the feast. When the wind comes from the South, love will kiss you on the mouth. When the wind whispers from the West, all hearts will find peace and rest. Nine woods in the Cauldron go, burn them fast and burn them slow. Birch in the fire goes to represent what the Lady knows. Oak in the forest towers with might, in the fire it brings the God's insight. Rowan is a tree of power causing life and magick to flower. Willows at the waterside stand ready to help us to the Summerland. Hawthorn is burned to purify and to draw faerie to your eye. Hazel-the tree of wisdom and learning adds its strength to the bright fire burning. White are the flowers of Apple tree that brings us fruits of fertility. Grapes grow upon the vine giving us both joy and wine. Fir does mark the evergreen to represent immortality seen. Elder is the Lady's tree burn it not or cursed you'll be. Four times the Major Sabbats mark in the light and in the dark. As the old year starts to wane the new begins, it's now Samhain. When the time for Imbolc shows watch for flowers through the snows. When the wheel begins to turn soon the Beltane fires will burn. As the wheel turns to Lamas night power is brought to magick rite. Four times the Minor Sabbats fall use the Sun to mark them all. When the wheel has turned to Yule light the log the Horned One rules. In the spring, when night equals day time for Ostara to come our way. When the Sun has reached it's height time for Oak and Holly to fight. Harvesting comes to one and all when the Autumn Equinox does fall. Heed the flower, bush, and tree by the Lady blessed you'll be. Where the rippling waters go cast a stone, the truth you'll know. When you have and hold a need, harken not to others greed. With a fool no season spend or be counted as his friend. Merry Meet and Merry Part bright the cheeks and warm the heart. Mind the Three-fold Laws you should three times bad and three times good. When misfortune is enow wear the star upon your brow. Be true in love this you must do unless your love is false to you. These Eight words the Rede fulfill: "An Ye Harm None, Do What Ye Will" |
01.05.2006., ponedjeljak
Beltane
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merry Beltane svima koji ga slavite! Beltane, and its counterpart Samhain, divide the year into its two primary seasons, winter (Dark Part) and summer (Light Part). As Samhain is about honoring Death, Beltane, its counter part, is about honoring Life. It is the time when the sun is fully released from his bondage of winter and able to rule over summer and life once again. Beltane, like Samhain, is a time of "no time" when the veils between the two worlds are at their thinnest. No time is when the two worlds intermingle and unite and the magic abounds! It is the time when the Faeries return from their winter respite, carefree and full of faery mischief and faery delight.  Beltane marks the handfasting (wedding) of the Goddess and God, it too marks the reawakening of the earth's fertility in its fullest. This is the union between the Great Mother and her Young Consort, this coupling brings new life on earth. It is on a Spiritual level, the unifying of the Divine Masculine and the Divine Feminine to bring forth the third, consciousness. On the physical, it is the union of the Earth and Sun to bring about the fruitfulness of the growing season.   On Beltane eve the Celts would build two large fires, Bel Fires, lit from the nine sacred woods. The Bel Fire is an invocation to Bel (Sun God) to bring His blessings and protection to the tribe. The herds of cattle were ritually driven between two needfires (fein cigin). The herds were driven through to purify, bring luck and protect them as well as to insure their fertility before they were taken to summer grazing lands. An old Gaelic saying: "Eadar da theine Bhealltuinn" - "Between two Beltane fires".  (Ovo je clanak sa witchvox.com , imaju 'zgodnih' informacija, pa ako nekoga zanima nek zvirne...) Inace, Beltane, na stranu to sto je jedan od 4 glavna blagdana,mi je jedan od najdrazih. Cinjenica da ljeto dolazi i da je napokon kraj zimi (mislim, ima i zima svoje cari, ali ja sam ipak ljetno bice), toplina, duhovna i fizička koju označava ovaj blagdan, i uopce, sama pozitivnost ovog dana su me uvijek, pa rekla bih veselile, ali to je nekako preslaba rijec. Ovo je jedan od onih dana u godini kada se sjetim biti zahvalna za jednostavne stvari poput topline sunca, malih vila u svojoj sobi, cinjenice da se 'bavim' magijom i onih malo manje jednostavnih, da sam ziva, da sam ovdje, u ovom trenutku...i da mi je to dovoljan razlog da budem sretna... Merry Beltane and all the best to everyone!! |
19.04.2006., srijeda
Protection spell
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ovaj koristim vec godinama, i niti jednom nije zakazao, ne znam zasto ga nisam prije postala *shrugs* oh well, eto ga sad... (u biti je namjenjen kao zastita kruga prije rituala, ali mozete ga koristiti i 'tek tako', tj. ako se osjecate nesigurno ili smatrate da protection spell nikada ne moze biti viska...) prvo otvorite krug i onda kazete dolje navedene rijeci, zamislite vitezove kako vas okruzuju i odbijaju bilokakvo zlo od vas, nastavite s ritualom, ili samo zapalite svijecu, koncentrirajte se na protection spell, i izgovorite ga... here it goes: Hear me knights of past, Knights of the ancient law. Hear me dead knights of an english tongue. Hear me knights lost in battle, who's blade did good. Hear me knights of old, hear me knights of lost souls. This night I invoke thee. I summon thee to my arms aid. Hear me knights, a new cause be given. Your body gone, now spirit be. Hear me Dead Knights I invoke thee. By your spirit blade I invoke you. Come now, follow a new cause, I summon thee. Each of thee I enlist. I invoke thee dead knights lost. Hear me and come to my aid. Hear me and fight at my side. Protect me from spirit's harm. Protect me from spririt's light. I invoke you (5X) Let my army be done. Let it be. Let it be... - - - mala napomena, I'm not patronizing, just making a point: sto se tice spellova uopce, sad mi se upravo upalila lampica... rijeci, pogotovo 'stare' rijeci, tipa ritali i invokacije koji su se koristili stoljecima, imaju i same po sebi moc i ne treba ih uzimati olako, ali inace, vecina spellova koje mi koristimo danas su samo rijeci koje nemaju efekta ako iza njih ne stoji nasa energija i namjera. one su samo alat koji nam pomaze da aktiviramo nasu podsvjest i lakse dostignemo cilj tj. napravimo spell... neki ljudi vole duze invokacije i rituale, nekima je to dosadno i smatraju da je to gubitak vremena, sve ovisi o tome kakva ste osoba i sto vama najbolje odgovara...kao i uvijek, i dalje tvrdim da nema pravog ili krivog puta u magiji (necu sad o moralno-etickim smjernicama), tj. pravog ili krivog nacina da se nesto napravi, nego samo nacin, rijeci, spell koje vam odgovaraju i s kojima najbolje radite... eto, toliko "mudrosti" za danas ;P ;P |
01.04.2006., subota
Earth power
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*waves* yeah, I'm back from the dead, Hades got bored with me *grins* enivej, u zadnje vrijeme se sve cesce bavim elementima, najvise zemljom, pa nesto o tome...doduse na engleskom, jer, ajmo bit iskreni, bolje zvuci, a i neke stvari se jednostavno ne daju prevesti...  EARTH This is the element we are closest to home with, since it is our home. Earth doesn't necessarily represent the physical Earth, but that part of it which is stable, solid and dependable. Earth is the foundation of the elements, the base. It is in this realm that most of us live a good part of our lives (op.a. - yeah, some of us) Earth is the realm of abundance, prosperity, fertility and wealth. It is the most physical of the elements, but that's not meant in a negative sense for it is upon earth that the other three rest. Without Earth, life as we know it could not exist (op.a. - well, now, same could be said of air..). In magick Earth 'rules' all spells and rituals involving money, business, employment, prosperity in all forms, stability, fertility. A ritual of this element could be as simple as drawing an image in the dirt, charging a stone and then burying it in the earth, or just planting seeds. Earth is a feminine element, and for countless centuries it has been looked upon as the Mother Goddess, fertile and abundant, the one who gives life. The point of compass ruled by the Earth is North, because that is the place of greatest darkness and of winter. Its colors are green, brown and black (some say dark purple too). Animals traditionally conected with Earth are the deer, wolf, snake, (all burrowing animals like the badger, hedgehog, porcupine etc.) All stone, plant, image, tree and knot magick is ruled by the Earth.    Znam da se vecina ljudi vise voli 'baviti' popularnijim elementima poput vatre ili vode, ali moram priznati da meni najvise odgovara ovaj element. Za mene on predstavlja stabilnost, izdržljivost, neogranicenu snagu na koju me podsjeca cinjenica da ljudi razaraju Zemlju, ali ona se ne predaje, cinjenica da nakon sto mi umremo, ona ce jos uvijek biti ovdje, i dugo vremena nakon sto se nase kosti pretvore u prah...ona je za mene dom, utociste, element koji mi pomaze da izdrzim najgore i ponovo 'isplivam na povrsinu' da se tako izrazim..  |
19.01.2006., četvrtak
New Orleans
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" Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans, and miss it each night and day... Miss them moss-covered vines, the tall sugar pines where the mockin' birds used to sing.. And I'd like to see that lazy Mississippi hurryin' into spring. The moonlight on the bayou, a creole tune that fills the air, I dream about magnolias in bloom, and I'm wishin' I was there...  Bourbon street  Garden district  pjesma nije moja, nazalost, ;) but it fits my missing new orleans phase, so, yeah... |
18.01.2006., srijeda
"Fool's Errand" by Robin Hobb
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"...He stirred first. I nearly woke as he rose, gingerly shook himself, and then stretched more bravely. His superior sense of smell told me that the edge of dawn was in the air. The weak sun had just begun to touch the dew-wet grasses, waking the smells of the earth. Game would be stirring. The hunting would be good. I'm so tiered I complained. I can't believe you're getting up. Rest for a while longer. We'll hunt later. You're tired? I'm so tired that rest won't ease me. Only the hunt. I felt his wet nose poke my cheek. It was cold. Aren't you coming? I was sure you'd want to come with me. I do. Ido.But not just yet. Give me just a bit longer. Very well, little brother. Just a bit longer. Follow me when you will. But my mind rode with his, as it had so many times. We left the cave, thick with man-stink, and walked past the cat's new cairn. ...Swiftly we left the camp behind.Nighteyes chose the open hillside instead of the wooded vale. The sky overhead was blue and deep, and the last star was fading in the sky. The night had been colder than I had realized. Frost tipped some of the grasses still, but as the rising sun touched it, it smoked briefly and was gone. The crisp edge of the air remained, each scent as sharp as a clean knife-edge. With a wolf's nose, I scented all and knew all. The world was ours. The turning time I said to him. Exactly.Time to change, Changer. There were fat mice hastily harvesting seedheads in the tall grass, but we passed them by. At the top of the hill, we paused. We walked the spine of the hill, smelling the morning, tasting the lip of the day to come. There would be deer in the forested creek bottoms. They would be healthy and strong and fat, a challenge to any pack let alone a sinlge wolf. He would need me at his side to hunt those. He would have to come back for them later. Nevertheless, he halted on the top of the ridge. The morning wind riffled his fur and his ears were perked as he looked down to where we knew they must be. Good hunting. I'm going now, my brother. He spoke with great determination. Alone? You can't bring a buch down alone! I sighed with resignation. Wait, I'll get up and come with you. Wait for you? Not likely! I've always had to run ahead of you and show you the way. Swift as thought, he slipped away from me, running down the hillside like a cloud's shadow when the wind blows. My connection to him frayed away as he went, scattering and floating like dandelion fluff in the wind. Instead of small and secret, I felt our bound go wide and open, as if he invited all the Witted creatures in the world to share our joining. All the web of life on the whole hillside suddenly swelled within my heart, linked and meshed and woved through with one another. It was too glorious to contain. I had to go with him; a morning this wondrous must be shared. 'Wait!' I cried, and in shouting the word, I woke myself. Nearby, the Fool sat up, his hair tousled. I blinked. My mouth was full of salve and wolf-hair, my fingers buried deep in his coat. I clutched him to me, and my grip sighed his last stilled breath out his lungs. But Nighteyes was gone. Cold rain was cascading down past the mouth of the cave..."  ovo je isječak iz knjige koju sam jucer procitala, I liked it, so I decided to share :) |
04.01.2006., srijeda
Dark goddess invocation
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Hear me child, and know Me for who I am. I have been with you since you were born, and I will stay with you until you return to Me at the final dusk. I am the shadowy, still tomb; all things must come to Me and bare their breasts to die and be reborn to the Whole. I am the Sorceress that will not be ruled, the Weaver of Time, the Teacher of Mysteries. I snip the threads that bring my children home to me. I slit the throats of the cruel and drink the blood of the heartless. Swallow your fear and come to me, and you will discover true beauty, strength, and courage. I am the fury which rips the flesh from injustice. I am the glowing forge that transforms your inner demons into tools of power. Open yourself to my embrace and overcome. I am the glinting sword that protects you from harm. I am the crucible in which all the aspects of yourself merge together in a rainbow of union. I am the velvet depths of the night sky, the swirling mists of midnight, shrouded in mystery. I am the chrysalis in which you will face that which terrifies you and from which you will blossom forth, vibrant and renewed. Seek me at the crossroads, and you shall be transformed, for once you look upon my face, there is no return. I am the fire that kisses the shackles away. I am the cauldron in which all opposites grow to know each other in Truth. I am the web which connects all things. I am the Healer of all wounds, the Warrior who rights all wrongs in their Time. I make the weak strong. I make the arrogant humble. I raise up the oppressed and empower the disenfranchised. I am Justice tempered with Mercy. Most importantly, child, I am you. I am part of you, and I am within you. Seek me within and without, and you will be strong. Know me. Venture into the dark so that you may awaken to Balance, Illumination, and Wholeness. Take my Love with you everywhere and find the Power within to be who you wish. |
25.12.2005., nedjelja
another Yule
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hope y'all had fun for this yule... thank gods the longest night of the year is over, now I can keep hoping for spring... hug4all o' me coven mates, love ya ppl.. blessed be..  |
07.12.2005., srijeda
knot spells
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yap, silverclaw, u pravu si, ima i verzija koja nije binding, nego samo da dobijes ono sto zelis,...ajd kad smo ga vec spomenuli: SPELL OF THE CORD By the knot of one The spell's begun. By the knot of two It cometh true. By the knot of three Thus shall it be. By the knot of four 'Tis strengthened more. By the knot of five So may it thrive. By the knot of six The spell we fix. By the knot of seven The Stars of Heaven. By the knot of eight The hand of fate. By the knot of nine The thing is mine. |
