Occult Garden Parties

Welcome to the latest edition of the Tarot Blog Hop. Today's topic is "continuing education for Tarot and Oracle readers." Helpful links to navigate the Tarot Blog Hop (repeated at end of post also): Previous Blogger / Master List / Next Blogger Let's talk about continuing education, shall we? Our wrangler for this Tarot Blog Hop, Denver resident Joy Vernon, awhile back had an idea for a Tarot Blog Hop--what us Tarot readers and teachers were doing to further our education. When time came for her turn as wrangler, I reminded her of the topic. . . . . .because I knew that I could get a decent blog post out of the idea. Selfish bastard me, right? Lately, I have been thinking a lot about my past experience as a lodge chief (or is that Order chief?) and occult teacher. Mostly because I am working on expanding my previously published Three Officer Version of the Golden Dawn Neophyte Initiation Ritual by writing fifty thousand words of commentary. "Fifty th...

I have been asked these questions more than once, so I am just going to post the answers here for everyone to see.  What is my planned occult book production schedule? What order are the planned books going to be published in? And what is the basic format going to be? Let's start with the last question first, shall we? Planned format of upcoming occult books The planned format is a series of fifty-thousand word books, divided up in five ten-thousand word sections. The style will be the more humorous conversational tone that I have adapted over the last couple of years.* And the focus for the most part (with a couple of exceptions) will be the what one of my critics call "Wiccanifying Golden Dawn"--which should be described more as "borrowing Golden Dawn toys and tools for the use in Wicca."** The series of books (which will be published under the umbrella series name-- Occult Garden Parties ) are going to take the form of ebooks as well as printed books d...

The biggest safeguard of lodge and coven based esoteric traditions is the presence of trusted peers, other human beings, also working the system by your side, who know you personally in real life and can talk some sense into you when you go off the rails. Guess what part of group based traditions and systems get ripped out and tossed off a cliff the most? Yeah, the part where your peers can tell you to your face while in the same room that you have become more delusional than normal. I swear that I am working on this project. Want to see more Flash Reads? Visit my wife's pottery shop: Khari's Wiccan Treasures Offering plate handmade by Khari S.

Service A loaf of bread. That is why I ended up enlisting in the New Egyptian Allied Astronautics and Support Services. A stale loaf of bread. There is a myth that people join the armed services because they are patriotic. Maybe after getting your head stuffed with lessons straight from the Ministry of Doctrine and Enlightenment, if you are a citizen of the Holy American Protectorate; art from the Ministry of Art and Humanity, if you live on one of the Free American Islands; field trips to see the war debris that litters the Ring of Defiance, if you happen to live in the Free City-State of Denver, maybe after that you might be a patriot. Maybe then, you will join for patriotic reasons. That was not me. The closest thing I got to being patriotic was the annual block party celebrating armistice. I like watching fireworks, especially the Catherine Wheels and Thor Hammers. The only thing I like better on Armistice Day is the food. Of course, that was because of my home life. ...

Welcome to the Spring Equinox Tarot Blog Hop. Or as I like call it--"Reading Tarot with the help of a cat." For those who are reading more than just my blog, here are the links that you need to navigate the rest of the Tarot Blog Hop. Previous Blog   Master List Next blog  Without further ado. . . For this Tarot Blog Hop, we were given two topics—for those who have two blogs—or as I am going to call the topics, “The bread that surrounds whatever my muse wanted to write about.” And while I have another blog—I am no longer supporting it with new posts because my writing style has changed—so both topics are going to be done right here. It is not ambition—I just like to talk. The first topic was "Out of the whole deck, what card or cards would you say represent you either professionally or personally? As always these are just guides, if your muse wants to play about and take you on a journey that is perfect, as long as its within the refrain of the topic, be ...

Long story short: We did not get the food, and Morgan got to spend a delightful half-hour in the snow while under the influence of pot. Short story long: So my wife ordered Wendy's (yes, we eat fast food) through DoorDash. My wife told me that the driver was on their way, so I went into the kitchen and basically stood there staring at my front gate while a herd of cats wondered why I wasn't feeding them in a timely manner.  Then my wife came through the kitchen and told me that the driver was here and looking for our house. I went outside and stood by our mailbox. It had started to snow. The mailbox is only a yard away from the front gate--I can see over it--and if a driver was actually out there, they would be able to see me. Have I mentioned that it had started snowing? When the snow had hit a quarter of an inch on my hoodie--after I am not sure how many minutes, but enough for a quarter inch of snow--I decided that I was tired of waiting. So I go back into the h...

"Welcome to Cooking with Crowley. I am Uncle Al. I am brilliant. You're not. Today, we will be cooking Blackened Dogfish. My assistant today is Timmie!" Timmie waves to the studio audience. Timmie is wearing an eye-patch over one eye, the result of a recent encounter with the New Egyptian Astronaut Services. The studio audience erupts in applause which makes Timmie wave more. "Here we have our dogfish, fresh from the banks of the Nile. Crowley, how do you get fresh dogfish? Answer: My claim and grace. I am charming and sexy, and you're not. That and the customs official said that she would let me have the fish if I would put my wand away." The audience erupts in applause. It is only natural for the audience to applaud the master chef's great wit. The sign held up by the stage hand--"Applaud, or he will beat me"--has nothing to do with the cheering. Timmie asks something. Exactly what is unclear, for Timmie has an accent and has started ...