Tag: Death
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Honoring the Warrior Within
With October nearly past and our ancestors properly venerated, it is now time to focus on other things. As the leaves begin to die and fall to the ground, the days get shorter and there is a noticeable chill in the air. Well, for some of you anyway – for those of us in the…
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Behind the Mask . . .
Let’s face it – most of us have been hurt in some form or fashion by someone we really cared about. That’s life – it happens to the best of us. But occasionally, we are unfortunate enough to care about a drama queen (or king). I’m not talking typical drama either – I mean the…
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‘Severance Package’ Ritual Offering
February 14 – Conjures up images of baby cupids in diapers, arrows with heart-shaped tips, and little hearts floating over couples’ heads. But what about those of us that are Anti-Valentine’s Day? Valentine’s Day isn’t all about love… or a diaper-clad baby shooting arrows at people… it’s also about those that can’t get rid of…
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Louisiana Mud Mouth
So, tell me this… what does a Swamp Witch do when she needs to make someone shut the hell up? Why, Mud Mouth, of course! My brand of Mud Mouth conjure is solely my own – a little different than most Tapa Boca workings – Got someone running their mouth and not minding their…
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Karma – Shamarma . . .
Karmically-speaking, I expect most of you will believe I shall be struck down by lightning before I finish this post. I don’t “do” karma… I’m a realist. Karma – noun – is defined by the folks at Merriam-Webster as, ‘: the force created by a person’s actions that is believed in Hinduism and Buddhism to…
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October!
Happy October Minions!! What is there not to love about this most awesome of months. Not only is it my wedding anniversary, but with the month of October comes cooler weather – usually just about right for hoodies, thin sweaters, some cool neck scarves, warm booties, leggings …. As the seasons change – so do…
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Graveyard Dust and Cemetery Dirt . . .
Often times when you hear the words graveyard dust or cemetery dirt, it conjures up images of people sneaking into a cemetery in the dark of night and doing dastardly deeds in order to sell their soul to the devil for untold power, talent or riches. For people like myself, these words mean something much,…