Tarot and the Death card around Samhain.
What is “dark fluff?”
Are you a bad witch? Bad Witches is a new blog and it’s off to a strong start, with posts on hacking the tarot, and what Jove’s up to on Thor’s day and how you can make harness that money magick goodness. (Or is that badness?)
Mindfulness meditation centred around Baphomet? Count me in.
The History of British Magick After Crowley: Kenneth Grant, Amado Crowley, Chaos Magic, Satanism, Lovecraft, The Left Hand Path, Blasphemy and Magical Morality, by Dave Evans
Hidden Publishing, 97895523700, 435 pp. (incl. appendix, bibliography and index), 435 pp. (incl. appendix, bibliography and index)
I’ve known Dave Evans online for a number of years, so I was excited when he said his book had finally been published, and looked forward to reading it. His doctoral dissertation in history forms the basis for The History of British Magick After Crowley, and as such it is structured in an academic format, opening with a detailed explanation of his methodology, and his involvement with both magick and academia.
Magicians are not known for their strict adherence to objective truths, and much of the traditions are oral, or rely on in-person contact. The academic approach taken with his work may seem threatening to some, challenging myths and records which have endured simply because they’re oft repeated. Evans has done an admirable job sifting through the available data to bring us what can be verified, and provided a detailed record of his sources. Continue reading
The Triumph of the Moon: A History of Modern Pagan Witchcraft, by Ronald Hutton
Oxford University Press, 416 pp. (plus notes and index), 1999
Before I requested this book, I had heard a little bit about it. Some of my acquaintances said it was the best book on Pagan history they had ever read. Others said it was thing they had ever heard of.
The book begins by demolishing some long held, well-loved beliefs about the words “pagan” and “heathen.”
Mr. Hutton comes to this research from an angle which has been sadly lacking on the subject of Paganism – that of a historian. He has no axe to grind, no sacred cows to protect, no oaths of secrecy to prevent him from looking at every angle. Continue reading
It is early evening, in mid-March, in Maryland. I am sitting in my bedroom, gazing out my window at the melting patches of snow which still cover large portions of the ground in these parts-and at the horrible gashes cut into the breast of Earth-Mother by the bulldozers of developers who have converted the beautiful fields, forest, and hedge- rows behind my house into the site of a future subdivision. The sun has just set behind the hill I call, privately, Cerne’s Knoll, for the deer I used to see there; now there are no deer, and precious few trees, left of this formerly vibrant woods. I reflect that the developer responsible is considered a pillar of his community-he sits on the board of trustees of my undergraduate college-and his church. I think on the connection between church and community: and on the at times chasmic dis-connection between church and land-community, and between the traditional Christian church and those who are not, whether by choice or happenstance, part of it. Continue reading