Posts tagged ‘blogging’

Thorne’s World is a place of magick. You might not see it from where you stand, and perhaps that’s my fault. You see, I’ve been living a magickal life for so long that most times I don’t even think about it. It’s like my sobriety, I suppose. A good habit.
I don’t sit down and write posts about stirring health and protection into the pot when I cook, or about sweeping widdershins through my house to cleanse the place of nasty vibes (unspoken resentments, little arguments, and snide remarks) while I’m sweeping up the dust bunnies and bird messes.

Tiny Altar of the Dead

I write about gardening; about shoveling poop and double digging beds and soaker hoses, but don’t write about Magickal planting and harvesting, about offerings given skyclad under the full moon.
And why, Thorne, is that? (You might ask)
I think it is indeed because it’s simply such a part of my life that I don’t really give it much thought. It pops in briefly the same way other day to days pop in here, but I also think there is more to it than that. My blog has been, from the start, more of a general me thing than any sort of theme. This blog is Thorne’s World which is a biiiig place, wide and full of different aspects and ideas and loves and dislikes.
I am as scattered and eclectic here as I am in my art and my life; which is pretty much all over the place. I am varied and various and hate to be put in a box, labeled, limited, defined.
And you all know I’ve been trying to think of a way to make a lil $$ blogging, but what I believe I have discovered is that a “personal” blog like mine will never do it. Folks want specialization. I can’t do that at Thorne’s World. And I don’t think I’m wrong in believing that those of you who read here; who care to check into what Thornie might be up to from time to time, wouldn’t want to see Thornesworld shrink to a theme.
So I’ve started another small blog. It’s Eclectic Witch.

It’s over at Today, and it’s full of ads already on the sidebars and dumped into the bottoms of my posts, so I don’t have to mess with all that much. They’re only slightly intrusive; I haven’t seen any flashing banners screaming “you’ve won” while blinking fast enough to give you a freaking seizure, thank Gods.
Anyway, I’m going to limit my moneymaking experiment to that blog, although of course I’ll still offer my handmade items and such here from time to time, and I’ll be posting links to my articles there, here.
Of course I’d be happy to see you all there, if you think the articles might be of interest to you, and I’d be super grateful if you’d care to blogroll me over there.
My first article at Eclectic Witch is on Witches
Bottles for Protection and Prosperity.

Witches' Bottle In Chinese Elm

Check it out if you have a minute!

Peace, Out!

So, I’m still trying t find my way around wordpress and what I’m wondering is if anyone sees the responses I leave to them on their comments.

Do you?

Or would it be better to respond in a separate comment?

Or should I respond at your blog, OT and seemingly randomly?

Let me know what you think, please.

Okay, I think I did it.  Found a WW title that isn’t a meme.  Maybe.  If I’m wrong, and you followed some meme tag here feel free to stop reading now. Hehehe.

Killer Dust Bunnies

Wandering it is.  My mind is wandering all over the place today.  The house has gone to shit these past few days because I’ve been playing WoW, blogging and reading blogs for hours on end.  Do you see those freaking dust kitties??  That’s from only 2 days not sweeping the floor.

Check out my blogroll, eh?  No, seriously!  Invite a bit of mystery into your life.  I have purposely added a shitload of new links over there, many of which titles do not do not clue you as to the topics covered within.  Take a chance.  Click.

Last night and today I’m having another of my occasional bouts with Blogdentity Crisis.  This happens to me when the traffic bug bites me, and also when I read so many incredible themed/topic blogs.  My ego grabs me by the pubic hair and begins flinging me around screaming shit like:

“Theme, thornie!  Theme!  Remember how many hits you got back when you were ranting about politics, feminism, the politics of feminism. et al…”

“  Oh my Gods! A lesbian Lifestyle award!  Why aren’t you writing more about your life as a lesbian in a hick town?  What happened to your gender questioning posts, your observations, rants and raves?”

“Art!  OMG!  Art is your life, Thorni!  Why not write more painting, sculpture and general art stories?”

“Hey Thorne!  You could really jump on this eco-bus theme.  After all, it’s a constant issue and focus in your life out on Pair-O-Dykes Ranch!”

“Magick!  Why in the hell, as a 30 something year practicing, occult studying pagan freaking witch don’t you jump onto some of these pagan blogrings and write what the fuck you know?”

Sigh…

Well, (I answer my ego) um… because…

Does your fridge reflect your personality?

Because I don’t fit in a box.  Because I am indeed an eco freak, a feminist, a witch, a pagan, a queer, an artist, (and so much more) but none of these things define me in and of themselves.  Because, to limit myself to a theme or the expression exclusively of only (or mainly) one of my many aspects might… diminish me somehow.

So instead, my few and dear constant readers, I continue to share with you blibs and blabs.  Bits of this and that as my fancy is stricken.  And literally hundreds of good ideas for posts go unwritten.  That’s probably the fucked up part.

(Continuing this stream of consciousness rambling)

You know, a lot of people who like to attack environmentalists/ism like to point out that many of us are simply recycling and reusing out of need.  Because we’re poor.  ( Which is just the way of the right and rich to justify their wanton consumption IMO)  I am poor.  Not by world standards, by any means; but it is quite a challenge to live here on the Ranch.  I wonder if those folks have ever compared the prices of say… environmentally friendly anti-freeze compared to the cheap stuff.  Or eco-friendly cleaning products.

And if, indeed “time is money“, the cost of recycling and reusing is high.  Check it out:

Carry a bag of bird waste to the dumpster (headed for the landfill) -30 seconds.

>>>vs>>>

Carry it to the compost pile.  Separate out any non biodegradable bits (like pieces of plastic toys).  Mix into compost with rake and shovel.  Water compost. -15 minutes

Go to Lowes or Home Depot and purchase chemical fertilizer or “organic compost” Bring home.  Unload.  Open bags.  Dump in garden. -half an hour

>>>vs>>>

Hook up trailer to truck.  Drive to Horse Ranch.  Fill, one shovel at a time, trailer with composted manure.  Drive home.  Unhook trailer and block wheels. Shovel poop from trailer to screen for sifting.  Break up clumps of manure and sort out bits of glass, wire (horses eat anything) toss rocks. Haul wagons full of sifted poop to beds and dump. – 2 hours

I could go on, but you get the idea.

Time!  Do you realize that in our language we do indeed constantly equate time with money?  Seriously.  We “spend” both time and money.

Here on the Ranch there is never enough time.  Fuck money; it’s time I want.  Time to do a million things that need doing and a million more that I want to do (there is a bit of overlap there.  A lot, really.  I actually want to do most of the things that I need to do)

I want to:

Get this old place sealed and weatherstripped for both indoor climate control and dust prevention.

Finish the drywall, texture and paint in my bedroom.

Build labyrinths with e.

Get the sweat lodge up.

Get started in the garden.

Sort more junk, organize more junk and make more art.

Tile the kitchen floor.

Finish the counter tile and cupboard doors.

Blog more.

Read more.

Play WoW when my daughter and Hubby are playing.

Finish my second novel.

Edit my first novel.

Submit both for publication and/or find an agent.

Get the front landscaping done (or at least as done as I can with the humungous amount of yard art I laready have)

Get the outbuildings repaired and organized into storage sheds and art studios.

Holy fucking shit.  That’s only a tiny fraction and we are but two lil lezzies in the great out west.

So yeah.  My blog is like my life, really.  Eclectic and mysterious and mostly, I hope, fun.

Peace, out!