First Step on the Moon
I've rarely met any person who has found magick by suddenly leaping into effective evocations and rituals. Some have tried. Most have failed.
The ones who succeed for the longest most often did not jump directly into magick. Rather they started looking for some way to enhance their spiritual development.
I think the reason for the failure of most who want to leap into magick is an unrealistic goal resulting from taking myths, movies and other fictions literally. That goal it to have power over others. With lack of success, most move on to other methods they imagine will give them power over others. Some, however, discover that the real secret of magick is that
My friend, the late Scott Cunningham, was born today, June 27, in 1956. He would have been 56 years old today. Instead, he passed on my birthday, March 28, in 1993. He was just 36 when the Goddess called him to the Summerlands, and that was far too soon.
Before Scott, Wicca was primarily passed on within the coven structure. In order to become a Wiccan you had to find a coven and study with them. If you couldn’t find a coven, or there was no coven near you, well, you were just out of luck. Scott’s book, Wicca: A Guide for the Solitary Practitioner, gave instructions on how any individual could come to love the Goddess and become a Wiccan.
In the years that followed, Solitary
Raven Grimassi recently uploaded a YouTube video in which he explains some of the concepts behind his book, The Cauldron of Memory: Retrieving Ancestral Wisdom & Knowledge.
This book is a particular favorite of mine, because as I like to say – we all have dead people! Rather than focusing on Wicca or Italian witchcraft as he has done in many of his previous books, Grimassi really branched out with this book, writing for a wider audience of Pagans. You don’t need to be a Wiccan to read and benefit from this book – you just have to be open to the idea of contacting and communing with your ancestors, whose blood runs through your own veins. The book illustrates how
My New Book:
The Magical Life of Scott Cunningham
On leap day, February 29, 1980, needing a room to rent, I moved into a two-bedroom apartment with a person I barely knew. His name was Scott Cunningham. At the time, Scott had been writing novels and was beginning his magical writing career. As I look back at it now, I'm amazed that I was able to share both a friendship and apartment with such an amazing person. I lived there for the next six years.
My newest book is about my friendship with Scott. It's unlike any other book on what Scott did and his personal spiritual growth. Yes, there is a bit of biography in there, so if you don't know about Scott's life you'll learn about it. I