*deep resigned sigh* Have you ever had to take an unwanted transformation? There’s something I’ve been clinging on to (about my past) that I had not wanted to evolve from (and why should why?! The solution is so simple and close…) however, circumstances are not in favor of that at the present. So the only wise option right now is to keep traveling. Keep moving…

And to remain stagnant for too long is to fail at progressing. Even if the solution is right in front of you to easily solve/deeply fulfill the matter… if it is not budging…  It will not go anywhere….

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Der Erlkönig


Who rides there so late through the night dark and drear?
The father it is, with his infant so dear;
He holdeth the boy tightly clasp’d in his arm,
He holdeth him safely, he keepeth him warm.

“My son, wherefore seek’st thou thy face thus to hide?”
“Look, father, the Erl King is close by our side!
Dost see not the Erl King, with crown and with train?”
“My son, ’tis the mist rising over the plain.”

“Oh, come, thou dear infant! oh come thou with me!
For many a game I will play there with thee;
On my beach, lovely flowers their blossoms unfold,
My mother shall grace thee with garments of gold.”

“My father, my father, and dost thou not hear
The words that the Erl King now breathes in mine ear?”
“Be calm, dearest child, thy fancy deceives;
the wind is sighing through withering leaves.”

“Wilt go, then, dear infant, wilt go with me there?
My daughters shall tend thee with sisterly care
My daughters by night on the dance floor you lead,
They’ll cradle and rock thee, and sing thee to sleep.”

“My father, my father, and dost thou not see,
How the Erl King is showing his daughters to me?”
“My darling, my darling, I see it alright,
‘Tis the aged grey willows deceiving thy sight.”

“I love thee, I’m charm’d by thy beauty, dear boy!
And if thou aren’t willing, then force I’ll employ.”
“My father, my father, he seizes me fast,
For sorely the Erl King has hurt me at last.”

The father now gallops, with terror half wild,
He holds in his arms the shuddering child;
He reaches his farmstead with toil and dread,—
The child in his arms lies motionless, dead.

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Heart of the Witch

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Spiritual Anorexia ~ Pagans go through it, too.

So, I was looking through some sites, in search for some information against nihilism and nourishing your spirit (I heard the expression “Spiritual Anorexia” and looked the word up through Google) and all I got were results about “Christians suffering spiritual anorexia” or “in need of spiritual nurturing. And goodness knows, with all the violence, genocide, prejudice, and hate crimes in that manual book of theirs — they certainly can’t turn to it for moral support — (irony?) so search engines must be PLAGUED with such resources and websites catering to their specific path, I suppose.

However, as a former atheist recovering from over-analyzing the physical world through intellect and ego… the only other option ISN’T just “Judeo-Christian/Muslim” paths.

Sorry Jesus, it’s been nice having you when I was a little kid who didn’t know any better (or had any other options)… but now, our paths must divide. For I am no longer a sheep, but a person, and therefore in no need of any Shepard. 🙂

So, what happens when a PAGAN needs some spiritual nourishing? Well, considering the diversity, it all depends on the type of pagan you are.

Without a doubt, reading has to be the number one choice for me. And if you can do it whilst connecting with the esoteric wisdom of trees and nature surrounding you, all the better!

And of course, it should be very important to know where you stand on your level of need. Did you just remove the shackles of other “hardcore religions”? Are you an adept who’s fallen out of practice? Recovering from a traumatic event? etc

Knowing where you stand can help you know where you need to go once you figure out where you’d like to be. What calls out to your soul? What rings true to your unique inner being? Which deity do you support or represent? What drives and motivates you? These are very sacred fragments to piece up.

Spiritual temples.

A lot of Pagans would probably decide that the Earth is already a sacred temple. And this may be true… however, there will always be certain spots that call out to us specifically. A grove, a tree haven, a simple stone resting on the ground that you can sit on to reflect and connect, or even just a patch of grass that you feel is unique for “looking out of place.” Anything that clicks with you can be a perfect place to collect your sacred energy to preserve (like a time capsule) and forever restore whenever you need a recharge. It’ll be like your altar, only more natural.

Personal Altar

Personal altars. If you are the type of pagan who is without any deity, you can create an altar to reflect your own personality, standards, world-views, or sacred musings/collections. Your Higher Self, or natural connection to the mysterious can still prove to be a good guide to nourish. If you’re a pagan who follows specific deities, then the first thing to do is to honor them and create an altar in their honor. I find gathering the energy for worship, meditation, reflection and restoration helps to really preserve your energy and create a responsive source to turn to for strength.

Your own inner Altar.

Internal power should be one of those things you must never neglect. So many people will turn to a source (church, temple, gathering, etc) for temporary boost of motivation and then later rely on it to continuously to stimulate their spirit. However, when you look in the mirror, when you do your favorite hobby/activity, you should always feel recharged and nourished on what sustains your spirit. I feel the ideal of altars/temples are for the recharging and continuous growth of the spirit… and not the total dependence of a person who “needs” to go every week on a tedious schedule. But this may be a personal preference.


Another classic when it comes to nourishing the spirit. Artwork or statues bring a natural state of awe in the human spirit.

Norse Goddess Freya: “Associated with love, beauty, and fertility as well as war, death, magic and prophecy, she stands here in an alluring pose.”

“Pan is a god of creativity, music, poetry, sensuality and sexuality, or panic and nightmares, who haunts forests, caverns, mountains, brooks and streams.”


Another form of art and human expression. Poetry can be a great holder and release of your essence and spiritual nourishment. It can be obscure, or obvious. With many hidden symbolic doors, if you’re still in the broom closet, or juicy with obvious details and visuals. Presently, I am in the middle of putting these suggestions into practice, so I will probably update with more ideas and tactics as I go along. I look forward to updating more information for future spiritual nourishment.

Most importantly, plant your seed and start off small. Take little steps until your faith grows like a powerful oak tree. Every oak tree started off as a tiny seed. Every great lion started off chasing butterflies.

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ElvenKing and I

Find out some poetry…
The topic must be: Love and happiness
So easy to write, so easy to spell
Find out a melody…
That your brain won´t forget
So come out and play, don´t be upset

The roads in the night,
plagued by desolation
Are waiting for you…
So sing us your song!
They dance!

The rats are following
Follow the melody
It must be quiet and simple or
you´ll overload their heads
Rats are following
Follow the melody
It must be quite simple or
you´ll overload their heads
Find out a remedy…
To their unconditioned way of bothering
So harmless for you, so deadly to them
The lowliest symphony…
A joke to your ears will
fly like a vulture
And will show them their worst side

The roads in the night,
plagued by desolation
Are waiting for you…
Delight us with your song!
They dance!

The rats are following
Follow the melody
It must be quiet and simple or
you´ll overload their heads
Rats are following
Follow the melody
It must be quite simple or
you´ll overload their heads
Like a storm from the sky is falling
We want to hear this sweet warm melody
With havoc, rapture, crawling
We will embrace its every single note
There the vulture, dying, falling
We´d like to hear (it) but
this is just the end

The rats are following
Follow the melody
It must be quiet and simple or
you´ll overload their heads
Rats are following
Follow the melody
It must be quiet and simple or
you´ll overload their heads

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Welcome Imbolc!

So the skies rumbled and the snows came,
And everywhere down through the centuries of this gray night,
Came women gathering to pray,
And to sink their hands into the dark earth.

They gathered seeds and prepared them for planting,
They meditated in the icy darkness,
And they celebrated the lambing of the first ewe,
To hasten spring.

And when through the earth they felt the stirring,
They sang songs encouraging the tiny seeds to grow.

In the dark, wet soil you can smell their work still;
They are digging along beside us. Listen!

The north wind carries their song across the snow,
This Imbolc night.

As the Earth prepares for Spring,
Wise women gather in circles to await the promise of new life,
And to sing praises for the green earth.

And so do we, here now,
This year, and every year.


No name is given to claim the beauty of this poem. So I’m just going to link the source of them here!

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Taking flight into the night

Nurturing your soul and ideas in order to bubble them into the surface.

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Always follow your dreams. No matter where they lead you.

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Nightwish ~ Dark Passion Play

Such a doting day! I receive the Nightwish album from the “Dark Passion Play” as yet another gift. I feel spoiled. 🙂

And it’s not even Imbolc yet.

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Tarot of the Sidhe

As a gift, a friend of mine purchased Tarot of the Sidhe for me! I can hardly believe it.

So generous is he! And so fortunate am I. It comes with an elusive glyph I had been searching for to no avail…


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