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21st Jul 2026. Tell us about a non-fiction book you've enjoyed.
The Hidden Life of Trees by Peter Wohlleben. What trees feel, and how they communicate. I've read this book three times and recommend it.
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While I find the story of The Craft more entertaining, the way the magic is portrayed in Practical Magic is so much more charming and recognizable. For example, they actually call to Hekate for aid in one of the spells. In a weird way, it's basically a rather blunt request for something, which, in my experience, isn't the way she rolls. While The Craft invented a sort of meta god 2.0 in a fictional deity called Manon.
I know, I know, it's comparing fictional apples... but it's always interesting to see how magic portrayed. Often it's absolutely infuriating, like the persistent idea that you need to be some sort of special chosen one. Which is why I like the end of Practical Magic, where all the Mums come together to improvise a coven. Showing there is magic in everyone.
So I am re-implement the midnight margarita traditions. Who's with me?
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While I find the story of The Craft more entertaining, the way the magic is portrayed in Practical Magic is so much more charming and recognizable. For example, they actually call to Hekate for aid in one of the spells. In a weird way, it's basically a rather blunt request for something, which, in my experience, isn't the way she rolls. While The Craft invented a sort of meta god 2.0 in a fictional deity called Manon.
I know, I know, it's comparing fictional apples... but it's always interesting to see how magic portrayed. Often it's absolutely infuriating, like the persistent idea that you need to be some sort of special chosen one. Which is why I like the end of Practical Magic, where all the Mums come together to improvise a coven. Showing there is magic in everyone.
So I am re-implement the midnight margarita traditions. Who's with me?
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Homegrown, DIY lavender scrub magic! I love doing this. The whole house smells purple. 💜 Making a dry face scrub and an oil/honey scrub for hand and feet. Doing this type of thing really makes my tiny mud soup potion making inner witchling child giggle. Anyone else brew up some goopy magic when they were tiny?
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Homegrown, DIY lavender scrub magic! I love doing this. The whole house smells purple. 💜 Making a dry face scrub and an oil/honey scrub for hand and feet. Doing this type of thing really makes my tiny mud soup potion making inner witchling child giggle. Anyone else brew up some goopy magic when they were tiny?
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Oh, new moon tonight.
I guess we're doing magic. :diotima: :diotima: :diotima:
Focus: Freeing more of my chaos and recklessness and hellion core from its prison.
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Oh, new moon tonight.
I guess we're doing magic. :diotima: :diotima: :diotima:
Focus: Freeing more of my chaos and recklessness and hellion core from its prison.
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Oh, new moon tonight.
I guess we're doing magic. :diotima: :diotima: :diotima:
Focus: Freeing more of my chaos and recklessness and hellion core from its prison.
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Oh, new moon tonight.
I guess we're doing magic. :diotima: :diotima: :diotima:
Focus: Freeing more of my chaos and recklessness and hellion core from its prison.
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Okay I was going to be stupid and silly but nnnno.
Darkanist time.
This reality is a trap. And the fked up part is that it is good at keeping us blind to our chains. Have some tech. Have some fleeting happiness. Have a life of "almost good enough."
All it will cost u are ur dreams.
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Fk that. Fk. That.
I'm not giving up. Maybe I forgot for a little bit., but I am back. I'm better than this world would allow me to be. U are better than this world has allowed u to be.
Maybe u think I'm delu. Or maybe u need to think I'm delu, BC if I'm not, then what does that mean for u? U failed, right?
No. Fk no.
Ur dreams, ur belief in a better world, a better you, they aren't dead. They're still there.
They're waiting for you to remember.
Remember who u are. Reject the trap. And help me break through the lies of this dystopic nightmare.
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Okay I was going to be stupid and silly but nnnno.
Darkanist time.
This reality is a trap. And the fked up part is that it is good at keeping us blind to our chains. Have some tech. Have some fleeting happiness. Have a life of "almost good enough."
All it will cost u are ur dreams.
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Fk that. Fk. That.
I'm not giving up. Maybe I forgot for a little bit., but I am back. I'm better than this world would allow me to be. U are better than this world has allowed u to be.
Maybe u think I'm delu. Or maybe u need to think I'm delu, BC if I'm not, then what does that mean for u? U failed, right?
No. Fk no.
Ur dreams, ur belief in a better world, a better you, they aren't dead. They're still there.
They're waiting for you to remember.
Remember who u are. Reject the trap. And help me break through the lies of this dystopic nightmare.
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I've just posted a new page on my blog about divination, tarot and oracle, shadow work, and simplicity - with a mention too of how I feel about books that I've written in the past.
https://davidbridgerwip.wordpress.com/2026/07/09/simplicity/ -
I've just posted a new page on my blog about divination, tarot and oracle, shadow work, and simplicity - with a mention too of how I feel about books that I've written in the past.
https://davidbridgerwip.wordpress.com/2026/07/09/simplicity/ -
CW: books!, extremely minor spoiler about a Katarzyna Puzyńska book series
Went to the library, dropped off two books and picked up four more. A Scandinavian crime thriller; two murder mysteries by my favourite Polish crime author - one standalone story with supernatural elements and the first book of a spinoff of a long running series about small town cops. The spinoff is about an elderly lesbian who got kicked out of the force a few books back tho, so it's probably gonna be considerably cooler.
And the last book is an overview of mythology concerning mermaids, rusałkas, ondyny and other supernatural ladies from Polish folklore. Should be fun!
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Wonderful news! Results are in from the tests our 12yo granddaughter had in June, and her consultants agree that after 4 months of chemo she doesn't need any more!
Treatment will continue for 2 - 3 years, including weekly blood tests, fortnightly doctor's appointments, monthly monitoring, and surgery soon to get her line out.
Thank you, Great Queen. I believed your promise.
Thank you, my friends here, for all your prayers and good wishes. I love you. xxx
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Wonderful news! Results are in from the tests our 12yo granddaughter had in June, and her consultants agree that after 4 months of chemo she doesn't need any more!
Treatment will continue for 2 - 3 years, including weekly blood tests, fortnightly doctor's appointments, monthly monitoring, and surgery soon to get her line out.
Thank you, Great Queen. I believed your promise.
Thank you, my friends here, for all your prayers and good wishes. I love you. xxx
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The old goddesses are not gone.
Some are hiding.
Some are sleeping.
And some await the whisper of their name from ur lips. -
The old goddesses are not gone.
Some are hiding.
Some are sleeping.
And some await the whisper of their name from ur lips. -
*/Reaffirmation/*
I have forgotten your lessons
I have been less than true
Hiding in comfortable mediocrity
Cowering behind fear, and shame, and doubt.No longer.
For I am a child of Lilith
I am sex and love and joy and rage
Empowered by magic long thought lost
And I am no one's to control. -
*/Reaffirmation/*
I have forgotten your lessons
I have been less than true
Hiding in comfortable mediocrity
Cowering behind fear, and shame, and doubt.No longer.
For I am a child of Lilith
I am sex and love and joy and rage
Empowered by magic long thought lost
And I am no one's to control. -
There was a small pile of plastic for recycling taking up kitchen space this morning, so I grabbed an armful of it and stepped out onto our front patio where the green bin lives. Bright sunlight made me squint, and the path was warm beneath my bare feet. My focus fixed on a beautiful Dandelion growing happily there in a crack. I stooped to caress her flower and thank her for being my mentor for resilience.
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Serious tipsy comment.
Coincidence in this world is fking broken. There's something weird going on, whether it is like, simulation or magic or illusion but too fking MANY weird things are happening for it to be a mistake.
U know it. I know it. Stop fking lying to urself.
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Serious tipsy comment.
Coincidence in this world is fking broken. There's something weird going on, whether it is like, simulation or magic or illusion but too fking MANY weird things are happening for it to be a mistake.
U know it. I know it. Stop fking lying to urself.
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I need more witches in my life. Being a "was mostly atheist until THINGS" makes it hard to not slip back into denial mode. I'm trying, I'm not failing, but ugh it's such a pain.
"Just go find some IRL, Elle!"
I'm.... not rdy for that, tbh. And mostly I find Wiccans who are nice and stuffs, but that isn't rly my vibe.
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I need more witches in my life. Being a "was mostly atheist until THINGS" makes it hard to not slip back into denial mode. I'm trying, I'm not failing, but ugh it's such a pain.
"Just go find some IRL, Elle!"
I'm.... not rdy for that, tbh. And mostly I find Wiccans who are nice and stuffs, but that isn't rly my vibe.
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Today I dropped some more slices of life on my WIP blog: https://davidbridgerwip.wordpress.com/2026/06/29/some-more-slices-of-life/
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Today I dropped some more slices of life on my WIP blog: https://davidbridgerwip.wordpress.com/2026/06/29/some-more-slices-of-life/
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My old friend and sister, Madam Plane, seen through our front room window. She was planted as a sapling in the same year I was born, down on our avenue when our future family home was being built. House, the spirit of our home, is my dear old friend and brother. He and Madam Plane protect us. I love them.
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My old friend and sister, Madam Plane, seen through our front room window. She was planted as a sapling in the same year I was born, down on our avenue when our future family home was being built. House, the spirit of our home, is my dear old friend and brother. He and Madam Plane protect us. I love them.
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CW: HRT
injection done!
Although... The date when I was supposed to do it was my name day AND the solstice AND the beginning of the first quarter of the Moon (which is why it was the date) AND the quarter moon occurred on almost exactly midnight AND it was the day of my largest dose.
And I missed the opportunity?
What kind of a trans witch AM I even to miss that incredible convergence. It was the most magic day imaginable to do the thing.
smh
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CW: spirituality, body art
I have now created the very first sketch of what I want to finally become the design for my tattoo of Marzanna.
It's way, way too early to even share the sketch, but I am happy to have done the first step.
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CW: spirituality, body art
I have now created the very first sketch of what I want to finally become the design for my tattoo of Marzanna.
It's way, way too early to even share the sketch, but I am happy to have done the first step.
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CW: spirituality, body art
I have now created the very first sketch of what I want to finally become the design for my tattoo of Marzanna.
It's way, way too early to even share the sketch, but I am happy to have done the first step.
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CW: spirituality, body art
I have now created the very first sketch of what I want to finally become the design for my tattoo of Marzanna.
It's way, way too early to even share the sketch, but I am happy to have done the first step.
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Blessed Litha/ Midsommar!
Looking forward to the solstice tomorrow. We usually go find a nice spot to watch both the sun rise and the sun set, and reflect on what has flourished in the past year.
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Blessed Litha/ Midsommar!
Looking forward to the solstice tomorrow. We usually go find a nice spot to watch both the sun rise and the sun set, and reflect on what has flourished in the past year.
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I've blogged today about where I am with my works-in-progress and how it's all going. https://davidbridgerwip.wordpress.com/2026/06/18/working-intentionally/
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I've blogged today about where I am with my works-in-progress and how it's all going. https://davidbridgerwip.wordpress.com/2026/06/18/working-intentionally/
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CW: gardening; neopagan
My prayers have been listened to. It's hard to tell because they're a tangled mess and who knows which branch belongs to which root, but by my count six out of seven birches planted on my balcony are now sprouting living leaves.
Praise Marzanna, who listened to my plea to let them be. Praise Mokosz who graced them with fresh growth.
And gods aside, I'm happy my own work has paid off as well. As well as my wife's work when I was away.
I am thinking how to properly honour the Goddesses for their gift.
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CW: gardening; neopagan
My prayers have been listened to. It's hard to tell because they're a tangled mess and who knows which branch belongs to which root, but by my count six out of seven birches planted on my balcony are now sprouting living leaves.
Praise Marzanna, who listened to my plea to let them be. Praise Mokosz who graced them with fresh growth.
And gods aside, I'm happy my own work has paid off as well. As well as my wife's work when I was away.
I am thinking how to properly honour the Goddesses for their gift.
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Hey I'm feeling the ick today but here's a spell I'm working on. It"s a bitchy sort of, I dunno, fuck you to ppl who would wish me harm.
"Thrice Reflected"
https://tiefling.bardicperspiration.com/index.php/2026/06/17/spellcraft-thrice-reflected/
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Hey I'm feeling the ick today but here's a spell I'm working on. It"s a bitchy sort of, I dunno, fuck you to ppl who would wish me harm.
"Thrice Reflected"
https://tiefling.bardicperspiration.com/index.php/2026/06/17/spellcraft-thrice-reflected/
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Just posted on my blog about my long path to meet the Mórrígan, Great Queen, shapeshifting Irish goddess of death, battle, warfare, magic, change, prophecy, and fate.
https://davidbridgerwip.wordpress.com/2026/06/15/my-long-path-to-meet-the-morrigan/
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Just posted on my blog about my long path to meet the Mórrígan, Great Queen, shapeshifting Irish goddess of death, battle, warfare, magic, change, prophecy, and fate.
https://davidbridgerwip.wordpress.com/2026/06/15/my-long-path-to-meet-the-morrigan/
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Just posted on my blog about my long path to meet the Mórrígan, Great Queen, shapeshifting Irish goddess of death, battle, warfare, magic, change, prophecy, and fate.
https://davidbridgerwip.wordpress.com/2026/06/15/my-long-path-to-meet-the-morrigan/
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Just posted on my blog about my long path to meet the Mórrígan, Great Queen, shapeshifting Irish goddess of death, battle, warfare, magic, change, prophecy, and fate.
https://davidbridgerwip.wordpress.com/2026/06/15/my-long-path-to-meet-the-morrigan/
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Just posted on my blog about my long path to meet the Mórrígan, Great Queen, shapeshifting Irish goddess of death, battle, warfare, magic, change, prophecy, and fate.
https://davidbridgerwip.wordpress.com/2026/06/15/my-long-path-to-meet-the-morrigan/
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CW: plants, gardening, neopagan
Of the seven little birches I dug up, three show signs of life still.
But life can be stubborn. Just a few days ago it was still just one.
I have politely asked Marzanna, the patron of my witchcraft, the Goddess of winter and death and of farming, to not embrace these just yet. It is summer, I implored her to leave them to Mokosz, the Goddess of rain and life and feminine strength.
She has already let three of them go. Perhaps she'll spare one or two more?
Either way, life continues.
The oaks that I grew last autumn do not seem dead yet but they do not grow. I will wait for their fate to become apparent. From their pot, a new leafy plant has sprouted that I can't identify. It's strong and quick to grow. I've welcomed it to its new home. The oaks have their space in the pot and then some, and I take a more laissez-faire approach towards what lives on my balcony.
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CW: plants, gardening, neopagan
Of the seven little birches I grew up, three still show signs of life still.
But life can be stubborn. Just a few days ago it was still just one.
I have politely asked Marzanna, the patron of my witchcraft, the Goddess of winter and death and of farming, to not embrace these just yet. It is summer, I implored her to leave them to Mokosz, the Goddess of rain and life and feminine strength.
She has already let three of them go. Perhaps she'll spare one or two more?
Either way, life continues.
The oaks that I grew last autumn do not seem dead yet but they do not grow. I will wait for their fate to become apparent. From their pot, a new leafy plant has sprouted that I can't identify. It's strong and quick to grow. I've welcomed it to its new home. The oaks have their space in the pot and then some, and I take a more laissez-faire approach towards what lives on my balcony.