No, I don't mean keeping track of the natural world and our impact upon it (although that is a good thing). Rather, I mean being aware of things immediately in your surrounding area. Perhaps you've been to a party or club where someone just keeps bumping into people and things. That person is not aware of their environment. It's important to keep this awareness. I believe it's a function of being focused on the present rather than having your attention in other places. Living in the present, in my opinion, is an important part of magick. In my experience, people without environmental awareness tend not to be good magicians.
For the most part, I have avoided
I'd like to begin by thanking everyone who commented on my previous post concerning the Wiccan Rede. All of the comments received on it, save one, have been posted. I hope you've read them and that they've triggered debate and discussion.
The one comment that was not posted was far too long to include in the comment section. In fact, it was longer than my original post. This comment came from Rain Dove, the Priestess of The Dragon and The Rose Coven of Georgia. A quick look on The Witches Voice shows that "Rain Dove has been practicing and walking the path of Wicca since 1996, but has been studying since 1994." The Coven practices the Jordanian Tradition of Celtic Wicca. By this she
I have conflicting views on spellbooks.
One one level, I think they're fantastic. They give you a complete and simple ritual which can be powerful and effective.* On the other hand, they often imply that all you have to do is read some words, chant a spell, burn a colored candle, and Ta Da! the magick happens.
Only for most people, it doesn't.
In my experience, most people who try various simple magicks don't have much luck. I realize there will be some people reading this who will write in saying, "But it worked for me!" and that's fantastic. However, that's what's called anecdotal evidence. Merely because it worked for you doesn't mean it's going to work for everyone…or even for
It was decades ago when I moved into one of the rooms of a two-bedroom apartment with Scott Cunningham (for more about what I learned about Scott over the following years, see my eBook, The Magical Life of Scott Cunningham, available through the Kindle Store [LINK], Kobo [LINK], Nook Bookstore [LINK], Sony [LINK], and iTunes [through the store in iTunes]). One night, Scott was out with some friends. I was at home, reading, when I heard pounding at the door. I went to the door and opened it. It was a friend of mine, a highly intuitive woman I'll call Linda (and no, that's not her real name). It was clear she was in a panic.
She threw her arms around me, begging for help. Linda was one of