For lovers of the secret magic of plants   Leave a comment

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Oh, mickle is the powerful grace that lies
In herbs, plants, stones, and their true qualities.
For naught so vile that on the earth doth live
But to the earth some special good doth give.
Nor aught so good but, strained from that fair use
Revolts from true birth, stumbling on abuse.
Within the infant rind of this small flower
Poison hath residence and medicine power.
For this, being smelt, with that part cheers each part;
Being tasted, stays all senses with the heart.
Two such opposèd kings encamp them still,
In man as well as herbs—grace and rude will.
Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied,
And vice sometime by action dignified.
Friar Lawrence In Romeo and Juliet

Posted January 1, 2014 by Jessica in Uncategorized

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Episode 58 – Yuletide Cheer! 2013   Leave a comment

Jessica:

A great show worth listening to if you’re not already a fan. (And if not, why the heck not?)

Originally posted on New World Witchery - the Search for American Traditional Witchcraft:

Episode 58 – Yuletide Cheer! 2013
Our annual wintery fruitcake of music, poetry, & other holiday goodies!
(complete shownotes at http://www.newworldwitchery.com)

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Posted December 17, 2013 by Jessica in Uncategorized

Episode 22: The art of gratitude- it’s for magical people too! 11/26 by Jessica Ann | Spirituality Podcasts   Leave a comment

Episode 22: The art of gratitude- it’s for magical people too! 11/26 by Jessica Ann | Spirituality Podcasts.

Posted November 26, 2013 by Jessica in Uncategorized

Episode 21- Samhain and loving the darkness 11/01 by Jessica Ann | Spirituality Podcasts   Leave a comment

Episode 21- Samhain and loving the darkness 11/01 by Jessica Ann | Spirituality Podcasts.

Posted November 1, 2013 by Jessica in Uncategorized

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Ready or Not   2 comments

So, I was thinking today while in the shower (the only quiet place in my house at any given time), that I was shocked to realize that this is the last week of summer.  Again!  My favorite season is sneaking up on me and I wasn’t paying attention, much to my great chagrin.  Momentarily, it circled through my mind; the changes coming, the weather coming, the routines coming (the colds and flu that are surely coming) and that quiet “ride down” to the cold dark that has started to happen when I wasn’t even looking.  Frankly, the dark season is not the best for me.  My biochemistry does not get along with low light.  I’ll live. (Probably.)  Still, there is a beautiful peace in the surrender of it all.

Surrender is something I’m not terribly good at, particularly if it’s related to change.  The psychologists tell us that change is stressful even if it’s a nice change, like a new job you love, or getting married to your best friend in the whole world.  I know that’s true.  Most of the time, though, we don’t equate change with blissful things.  At least, I don’t.  If I am in the minority here, by all means, tell me.  But given the amount of authors and motivational speakers giving talks about “How to navigate the rocky seas of change!!!” I am going to guess there are a few of us that just don’t like it much and perhaps fight it to the end, only to find out that the change happened anyway, and we wore ourselves out.  If you’re like me, you will realize it and still do it again next time too.

This all brought to mind the story of Cerridwen and Gwydion in Welsh tales.  If you know this story, bear with me, and I will keep the synopsis brief.  You can find the story anywhere on the internet now at varying levels of detail.  There are many layers of meaning in the story but I’m going pluck a layer from the top of the pile.

Imagine a young boy named Gwion Bach, who has been set to the task of stirring a giant cauldron for a great sorceress named Cerridwen.  Cerridwen is creating a special brew for her son, who is not particularly gifted in any area and the poor child is terribly unattractive.  She wants him to have something special about himself that will help him to find his place among men.  And so, Cerridwen creates the formula to make her son wise beyond the wi sdom of all other men so he will be sought for his counsel by important people.  She gets a boy, young Gwion, to stir this cauldron for a year and a day.  The very day that the stirring was done, a drop flew out of the cauldron and burned the boy and he stuck the burned finger into his mouth.   He then received all of the magic of the brew, and everything left in the cauldron was useless.  This is where things got kind of rough for Gwion.

As you might imagine, Cerridwen is furious.  I mean, she is really really furious.  She flies into a rage at the thought of her labors for her son, all lost now and she pursues terrifireed Gwion.  Gwion turns himself into assorted animals, and each time, Cerridwen turns herself into a different predator, to pursue Gwion.  Gwion flees for his life, using his many gifts to transform over and over to hide from the inevitable.  I mean, really, Cerridwen was a sorceress and she was going to get him.  That’s just a mathematical certainty at some point, right?  As a last ditch effort, Gwion turns himself into a grain on the threshing floor of a barn.  Cerridwen turns herself into a hen and gobbles him up.   Nine months later, he is reborn from her.  She can’t keep him around but doesn’t have the heart to harm him so sets him adrift on the sea where he is rescued.  (lots more mysticism in here for another time). He’s found by a prince, who renames him Gwydion, “The radiant brow.”  This man grows to be Taliesin, the most renowned bard in all the land.

One might think Gwion, soon to be Taliesin, might have submitted to his fate if he had known he would transform someday to Taliesin, who some have called the Merlin of Britain.  But I don’t think so.  I think he still would have fled, terrified, with “change” pursuing him with its fury, running for his life, even if his life was just a serving boy stirring a cauldron.  Somehow, accepting the lesser fate is less frightening than releasing ourselves to the great hungry tide that sweeps us and makes us into something even greater than we could have been.  So, if you are struggling against change, you are in good company.  I think the struggle is part of the forging process.  Struggle on, I say.  You’re going to lose because change is not going to surrender its opportunity to gobble you.  But struggle anyway and then eventually surrender because you have no choice.  See what you turn out to be later, and you will see that you were just a grain on the threshing floor and now you are greater than you imagined you could be.

When you get there, think of me.  I’ll be over here, fighting change to the death, kicking and screaming all the way.  See you on the other side.

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Posted September 16, 2013 by Jessica in Uncategorized

Folklore episode- Princess of Land Under Waves 07/06 by Jessica Ann | Blog Talk Radio   Leave a comment

Folklore episode- Princess of Land Under Waves 07/06 by Jessica Ann | Blog Talk Radio.

 

Just for fun, a tale from the Scottish fireside.  For the magically minded, you will find interesting themes here, from healing, to otherworldly journeys, otherworld guides, and the miraculous powers of healing waters and a sacred chalice.  Enjoy and I hope you are all enjoying summer thus far!

  • ps: If interested, you can get these podcasts for free in the iTunes store.  Just enter the search terms “The In-Between” and “Jessica” and you will easily find them.

Posted July 6, 2013 by Jessica in Uncategorized

Episode 19- Discernment, Defense and other Miscellany 06/09 by Jessica Ann | Blog Talk Radio   2 comments

Episode 19- Discernment, Defense and other Miscellany 06/09 by Jessica Ann | Blog Talk Radio.

 

A few words to get you thinking about your spellwork, when and why, and how to deal with issues of ethics and defense.

Posted June 9, 2013 by Jessica in Uncategorized

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