Posts tagged ‘cauldron’

A few of them, anyway…

I’m a pretty practical witch. I really believe that one doesn’t need any special tools to make magick. It’s really all about Will. Focus. Desire. Nonetheless, I am a gal who loves her tools. There is just about nothing that makes me happier when I have a job to do than having the correct tool for the job. Need to cut tile? I love my wet saw. Just try to do a brake job without calipers and a brake tool. Or to paint trim without those awesome little edging brushes.

So of course I do love my magickal tools! And I love their beauty. This image is just a sampling of a few that I though looked particularly appealing together. A pretty tarot deck, my multi purpose cauldron and sage wand, [below] (although I don’t cook in my cauldron! My magickal cooking happens in my stainless steel, copper bottom, Revere Ware!) The black mirror and crystal ball are for scrying, and the pendulum and Goddess Amulets are for divination. The kris (the wavy edged knife with the black handle) is my athame and is used primarily for directing energy as opposed to actually cutting or chopping, while the antler handled blade is my bolyn, which is used for harvesting and chopping herbs, carving candles, inscribing and the like.

What are your favorite tools?

Peace, out!

Shelly tells me that’s the theme for this year’s NaBloPoMo (National Blog Posting Month). I don’t usually participate, because it’s just too much pressure right before I begin NaNoWriMO (National Novel Writing Month) in November, but I’ve been so out of the swing of writing with one or another life thang in the way, that I have decided to give it a shot. I’ve already missed the first day, but I’m not lettin’ that stop me. Escpecially with a theme like…

I’m still pretty busy around here, so I might be having a little photo fun with ya’ll this month. After all, there are a lot of fun, witchy items around here to fit the theme, so…

without further ado:

Haunted! Day 1

Morning Coffee with Igor

Round about the cauldron go;
In the poison’d entrails throw.
Toad, that under cold stone
Days and nights hast thirty one
Swelter’d venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i’ the charmed pot.

Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
-Macbeth, Willie Shakespeare

Peace, out!