Uncensored Altar

In all the photo’s I’ve ever shared the altar has been immaculate. Everything dusted and places just so. In real life it only looks like that for about a week. Then the odds and ends of actually living my Path start to accumulate.

Jars of herbs and resins to be burned, charcoal wrapped in foil, the dirty tongs I use to light the charcoal, the ashes I spill. Combine what I call a working or living altar(this meaning one that is used not just up show or not to be disturbed like a shrine), with work and family life and things get messy. 

I’m not exactly happy about it’s current state. As soon as I can save up a spoon it will be cleaned. It takes a good 45 minutes since I clean the mirror and treat the wood with spray cleaner/protector. I’ve had the armour since I was about seven years old.



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To Poseidon


Beautiful. 💙

Originally posted on Magick From Scratch:

To Blue-haired Poseidon I call
Earth-shaker, Sea-Ruler, Olympian
Father of thundering horse-hooves
Bringer of crashing waves

To Poseidon the Host, I call
Your halls have housed many guests:
Who grew to fair womanhood in the belly of Tethys
Who fled there from murderous wrath
To remember himself with your handmaidens
Those who sail
For you bring foul sea currents or fair
and those who are lost at sea
And pray you to return them safely home
The drowned, your share of the dead,
Who attend you
Until Life
With it’s irresistible song
Calls them forth again.

To Poseidon, the Occult, I call
Secret keeper are you
Who sired Despoina: Her name is whispers
Whose vaults conceal ancient unknown treasures
Guarded safe against the fires of alien piety

To Poseidon I call, Who Enforces Vows
You built up Troy for the Trojans
But the promised payment they never made.

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Lyrics o’the Day-October 6th 2015

Some people ponder scripture, I ponder song lyrics in a similar fashion. The Gods sometimes send specific ones, sometimes I just pick something to pick apart. Kinda like bibliomancy. This is Caught by Florence and the Machine. Generally I can figure out what They mean pretty quick. Not too sure what the hidden meaning is behind this bit.

And I was thrashing on the line
Somewhere between
Desperate and divine
I can’t keep calm, I can’t keep still
Persephone will have her fill

**FULL**ORACLE CALL – October 2015


All three spots have been filled.
Issueing my monthly call for oracle requests.

How it works:

  • The first three people to message me at answersfromthemists at gmail dot com will be chosen. This is first come first serve.
  • As this is a free reading offered in reverence of Apollo and Hecate, a single question and one follow up question is permitted. If you want an in depth reading please message the same email address for pricing.
  • Any and all are welcome to submit a question, regardless of their personal religious/spiritual leanings.
  • I reserve the right to refuse service.

That being said I look forward to hearing from you!

It Begins…

It’s officially October; This marks the beginning of “busy season” for me. My spiritual calendar gets very full and every year there are more tidbits to add. This will probably result in a lot of random chatter from me as I try to keep things under control. 

Today is also the first day of a festival for Apollo. Day One is purification. I’ll be having a shower shortly. I may also start a batch of compound incense I’ve been planning for the Dead.

There will be posts on Sacred Queenship coming up as well as my thoughts on being a “wild bride” to Hermes. Bits about The Hunt and how it’s different this year. 

To give you some perspective, my busy season here lasts at least to January.