“It took many years on a forever-steep learning curve to figure out how to be me apologetically and to accept every bizarre part of my past. When I stopped worrying about having friends, or being fat, or following a predictable path, or trying to be a commercially sellable artist, I began to come into my own. By standing strong in my uniqueness and walking with faith in a universal, positive energy and in myself, I found my power and glory.” — A Unicorn in a World of Donkeys, Mia Michaels, p. 5-6
“I used to think money had to come in a certain ‘valid’ way: for example, make money each day, save up, have a budget, etc. But I discovered that there is another way that is just as valid, and maybe even more accurate which I think of as lush, feminine wealth. My income comes in chunks—I lived the freelance lifestyle, and there’s nothing steady about it. A chunk here or a chunk there. I also receive abundance in a lot of different ways—places to stay, artistic patronage, etc. It looks different from the ‘traditional’ way of earning money, I know, but this difference isn’t a problem, it’s an asset. When I started embracing the different kinds of wealth that come to me—some that comes in W9s and money, some that comes in other forms like inspiration, kind words, support—I feel, and I am, rich.” — DIY Rules for a WTF World, Krista Suh, p. 160
” … it is important to keep in mind the Aristotelian notion that ‘nature abhors a vacuum.’ When we have emptied a space of that which once occupied it, if we aren’t intentional about how we want it refilled, we are simply leaving things up to chance. So after intentionally clearing a space, it is just as important to be intentional about the energies that will fill the area.” — Clearing Spaces, Khi Armand, p. 28
Oh night thou confidant and guide
Of secrets, such as darkness ought to hide;
Ye stars and moon, that, when the sun retires;
Support his empire with succeeding fires;
And thou, great Hecate, friend to my design;
Songs, mutt’ring spells, your magick forces join;
And thou, O Earth, the magazine that yields
The midnight sorcerer drugs; skies, mountains and fields;
Ye wat’ry Powers of fountain, stream and lake;
Ye sylvan Gods, and Gods of night, awake,
And gen’rously your parts in my adventures take.
I’m not one for calling the quarters or even much talking during ritual or spells, but if I were, I’d take a page from Medea.
This is what I believe: That I am I. That my soul is a dark forest. That my known self will never be more than a little clearing in the forest. That gods, strange gods, come forth from the forest into the clearing of my known self, and then go back. That I must have the courage to let them come and go. That I will never let mankind put anything over me, but that I will always try to recognize and submit to the gods in me … — D. H. Lawrence
…[Y]ou always have love to share. Always. There are no limits to the amount of love we each carry inside ourselves, and in fact, the more we give, the more we have to give. — Deborah Blake, Everyday Witchcraft
“Give it away give it away give it away give it away now.”
Give it Away, Red Hot Chili Peppers
As singer Anthony Kiedis notes in his memoir Scar Tissue, a girlfriend once gave him a jacket of hers, because she thought giving things to the people she loved made her life better. “It was such an epiphany that someone would want to give me her favorite thing,” wrote Kiedis. “That stuck with me forever. Every time I’d be thinking ‘I have to keep,’ I’d remember ‘No, you gotta give away instead.’ … Every time you empty your vessel of that energy, fresh new energy comes flooding in.—11 Misinterpreted ’90s Songs With Lyrics With Lyrics That Totally Went Over Your Head As A Kid, Gabrielle Moss
There is no such thing as the isolated mythical event, just as there is no such thing as the isolated word. Myth, like language, gives all of itself in each of its fragments. When a myth brings into play repetition and variants, the skeleton of the system emerges for a while, the latent order, covered in seaweed.
“The words I say, the actions I take, can be used for good. Small acts can have a profound impact. I’m the only one who can tell me I can’t do something, and I can achieve all manner of surprising and impressive feats if I can quiet that defeating voice.”
—Kim Werker, “Ugly on Purpose: Demystifying the Enemy”, Craftivism: The Art of Craft and Activism
The monster is the most precious of enemies: therefore it is the enemy one goes and looks for. Other enemies might simply attack us; the Giants, for example, or the Titans, representatives of an order in the process of being replaced, or looking for revenge for having already been replaced. The monster is quite different. The monster waits near the well-spring. The monster is the spring. He doesn’t need the hero. It is the hero who needs him for his very existence, because his power will be protected by and indeed must be snatched from the monster. When the hero confronts the monster, he has as yet neither power nor knowledge. The monster is his secret father, who will invest him with a power and knowledge that can belong to one man only, and that only the monster can give him.