bookmarkgrimoire:

I know what a pentagram is, and I’ve read dozens (at least) of descriptions of what the symbol means, where it came from, etc. But what does it mean to you personally? What does it symbolize and feel like in your practice?

I never really connected to this particular symbol, so I have no answer, but I would like to see what others feel.

Please answer/reblog/participate otherwise!

Protection. In parts of cornwall that’s what they were used for in folk magic.

charlottesarahrichards:

ensorceledbarony:

So I identified Another one of the plants on the property today- We have two Western Redcedar- Thuja plicata. They are at the south and southeast corners of the house.

Interestingly enough, these two make three not-cedar cedars on the…

Haw seeds are poisonous (like all apple tree family members) but the flesh is fine. Which is why jelly is easier to make from them than chutney. Haws are very old ramble things, they look like large old rose bushes, so it may last a good few years yet. The ones here are a hundred years old.

Peppermint

ensorceledbarony:

So I identified Another one of the plants on the property today-  We have two Western Redcedar- Thuja plicata. They are at the south and southeast  corners of the house.

Interestingly enough, these two make three not-cedar cedars on the property, with the third being a Tamarix- also known as Salt Cedar. The Redcedars are actually in the Cupressaceae family.

So that makes four trees that I’ve identified that all have various interesting uses, hmmmmm. :|9

It’s so exciting to identify trees that live close by. So far almost everything seems to have a use!

Lest We Forget on this day where we pay our respects to our fallen soldiers and our living soldiers on ANZAC day.
Australia & New Zealand  (via mysterious-self)
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.
For the fallen, Robert Laurence Binyon

Pictures courtesy of The Royal British Legion.

George Vaughan
Alexander Joseph
Thomas Charles
Kenneth
Unknown.

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

Colonel John McRae
zenalien:

reikiforreallife:

"Listen to the sound of waves within you."
Rumi

most beautiful thing


I’ve reblogged this five times but I don’t care

zenalien:

reikiforreallife:

"Listen to the sound of waves within you."

Rumi

most beautiful thing

I’ve reblogged this five times but I don’t care

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