How did you know you’d been afflicted with the evil eye in Scotland back in the day?
Yawning and vomiting were signs. So were a “general disturbance of the system” and a “grim, gruesome, and repulsive” appearance (42), according to the gorgeous treasury of lore gathered in Carmina Gadelica by folklorist Alexander Carmichael (1832-1912).
How did you cure it?
Collect water from a stream with a wooden ladle in the name of the Trinity. To this water add a gold ring gotten from some wife and something or other made of gold, of silver, and of copper. Make the sign of the cross over it and chant the following formula:
Who shall thwart the evil eye ? I shall thwart it, methinks, In name of the King of life. Three seven commands so potent, Spake Christ in the door of the city ; Pater Mary…
Good old chicken feet curios, a probably-New-World invention – at least in the painted, decorated iterations…
… that people nevertheless like to claim have been used in all kinds of magical traditions all over the globe for *centuries,* for everything from love to money to hexing the crap out of your roommate for leaving the toilet seat up.
(They’re used for protection, for the most part, though some pro workers use them in cleansing and healing rites as well. Not love or money, though, not that I’ve seen any evidence of – sorry.)
I’ve been making chicken foot charms for over 20 years now, but this batch is special.
I usually make them with commercially available chicken feet that come from the same source as the chicken you buy at the grocery store wrapped in plastic.
These are different. These come from a source I know firsthand to be cruelty-free…
I’m offering community honey jar altar work monthly, beginning after the new moon each month. One service is for matters relating to prosperity/career/income and one is for matters relating to love/relationships (they don’t have to be romantic relationships). January’s community altar work services start on Wednesday, January 13th.
Here are the details for the prosperity/career/income service:
This service, focusing on goals related to prosperity, work, income, and career success, has your name/petition added to a sweet jar with the names/petitions of other community members having similar goals. I work these community jars on my altars for a month, from new moon to new moon, with special attention to pertinent moon phases, astrological transits, holy days, etc. as applicable. Participants receive a link to my client calendar detailing the work over the course of the month and are invited to a private Discord chat for participants for that month.
Some of y’all testers and critics are really mean!
Coffee at Midnight smells like coffee, for real, because it contains coffee oil, cold pressed from the seeds of Coffea arabica L. I source the best ingredients I can manage for this formula, and they’re expensive.
But some of you are not impressed. One reviewer’s verdict:
“Smells like pumpkin seeds covered in raccoon poop.” – Jane, age 4
Get a real job, Jane.
(I’m just kidding, sweetie. You’re good. And I’d probably be worried about you if you did like coffee at the age of four 😉 )
Fortunately, most adults who appreciate both coffee and conjure have reviewed it much more favorably:
“This is my favorite love/lust oil. It smells fantastic and quite delicious! I feel like this is an excellent oil for helping get my mind in the right place when I’m doing love work. The coffee smell is…
I sliced my right index finger open and the cut is pretty short but also pretty deep (for being on a fingertip anyway), and it’s slowing me down on pretty much everything, especially typing. So I’ve been moving at glacial speed, but I am moving.
What’s funny is that I didn’t do this with a kitchen knife or a machete or any gardening implements, and I didn’t do it working with tinplate or metal flashing or barbed wire or aviation snips or any of the other sharp and often unwieldy things I deal with every single day.
Nope, I did it while taking the safety cap off of the blade on one of Martha Stewart’s infernal and overpriced crafting contraptions (a circle cutter). I will probably think this is hilarious one day. For now I’m just annoyed ’cause I have a lot of typing to do.
The rewards program is free – you just need an account with the shop so there’s somewhere to track your points. You’ll see the little Rewards icon in the bottom right of your screen and you just click it to open it up.
I can’t count the number of references I’ve seen over the past 15 or so years to Santa Muerte being a “narco saint,” with the implication (or even the straight-up assertion) that she’s a saint for drug dealers, boom, like that’s the whole picture. This kind of statement is incredibly reductionist and oversimplified. It ignores nuance, never mind facts, and it betrays a lack of respect for the (sub)culture(s) from which she springs and a total lack of concern for understanding folk religion – in Mexico or in general.
Seriously, it’s insulting and dismissive even if you *are* a drug dealer. It would be reductionist even if it were true that only those associated with the drug trade in Mexico venerate this folk saint. That it’s not even true just makes all that rhetoric exhausting (and those who uncritically repeat it lazy).
I still haven’t been able to make heads or tails of the bluehost hosting I paid for six months ago and am not using because I can’t make it go. But I was finally able to upgrade this blog, at least, to a WordPress plan, which means you shouldn’t be annoyed by outside advertising any longer. And if it wasn’t annoying you, it was annoying *me* anyway, so I’m happy!