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    St. Patrick’s Day St. Patrick’s Day in America has become a great day of shamrocks, binge drinking and hoping you don’t wake up praying to the porcelain god. I am not even sure most people really know the reason they raise their glass in honor of Saint Patrick anymore. Odds are most are like I was when I was younger, and just like the whole idea of drinking and having a great green time. I know that my 21st year of life I didn’t know what I know now.  I knew that being a March baby, I was going to use it to continue on with my March 14th celebration. …

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    *Hack* It is that time of year again, dear readers. The time where people start carrying around bottles of hand sanitizer and tissues. It is the time of year that some start to think, “Would I really look all that funny with that face mask on?” That’s right. It is flu-season. To me, as a medical professional by trade, I have seen all manners of fluids and solids come from a person’s body and nothing is as bad as mucus. Whether from sneeze or just the gross drippings of a child who doesn’t know how to wipe there nose, there is nothing that will make me loose my appetite for…

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    My oldest daughter is very happy to know that we are witches. She isn’t really all sure what that entitles her to, but she is happy to tell the world about it. I often find myself telling her that it isn’t the best to tell people we are witches. It isn’t like the Halloween witches she is used to. People aren’t all nice and friendly. To her, witches are like mommy. They are special people in your life that have the ability to kiss away the bad things and know how to bake sweet treats to ease the rest of the pain.  They are healers and magic beings that can…

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    Patchouli   Since I first walked into a pagan shop, one scent has always brought me back to loving the Great Mother’s embrace. Still to this day I seek out this scent, thrive on its use.  It wasn’t until recently that I realized there are so much more uses for Patchouli than to send me to eternal peace. Patchouli is a natural insect repellant. It is said that traders from Orient would put it in the folds of their silk so that moths would not lay eggs there. Some say that it even keeps female moths from adhering to male moths. It is also used to repel Leeches, though admittedly…

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    Rosemary is one of my favorite herbs. The fragrant aroma that it brings to a house is astounding, but the taste it leaves in food is even better. I was fortunate to gain a sizable amount of fresh rosemary from a friend. She has beautiful bushes in her back yard, but they had quite literally run amok and she needed to give a lot away. Her family graciously allowed our group to do a Lughnasdha ritual at her house, so it also gave her plenty of people to give springs upon sprigs of rosemary. Since acquiring the rosemary, I allowed it to dry on its own. I used some before…

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    We have all had it at one point in time where we are doing something and all of a sudden we feel paralyzed with being overwhelmed, fear, trepidation, etc. That over all anxiety for some situation that makes us not wish to go any further in the direction we had chosen. Sometimes, it is so overpowering, that we lock ourselves up in our homes and wish that we don’t ever have to leave again. Anxiety is the number one mental illness in America, even surpassing depression now. So many people are scared to leave their homes because of the “chance” something detrimental will happen to them. Over forty million people…

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    Once, very long ago, a little girl walked into a room full of darkness. It was hard for her eyes to adjust, and even harder to have her mind to comprehend the sight before her. The woman on the bed lay there in silence. She didn’t take a breath; she didn’t reach out to the child before her. It was as if there was nothing but a shell of a woman where her mother had once lain. The soul that had once inhabited the body that was our mother was gone. She had passed in the night, and only her earthly mold lay before us now. I remember walking into…

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    We have all heard that term Spring Cleaning. It is that time of year that you go out of your way to make sure the spider’s webs are clogging up your corners, your stove is spotless and your carpet is fresh as the day it was placed. It isn’t that you don’t do this already on a weekly basis, but you go that extra mile. To be honest, I don’t know exactly where the term spring cleaning came from. There are many thoughts that it came from the New Year’s traditions of the Scottish to it being a good time for dusting due to the climate in the northern hemisphere.…

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    My Sacred Home I close my eyes and I transform from the home I know, to the home that is me. No longer am I standing in an apartment of wood and metal walls. I am standing in a field. The view is amazing. All around I can see golden wheat tickling my fingertips as I walk. My field is in the middle of this beautiful forest. All around me are trees as far as the eye can see. They protect my little home and keep me safe. It will always be here when I return. The animals watch over it. The air is crisp and clear. All around me…

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    Inner Beauty Many times in life, women look at themselves in the mirror.  They see little imperfections and usually those little blemishes look like massive craters in their skin. Most of the time it is simply a small inconsistency in the skin or a scratch that it takes a truly trained professional to find. To the beholder, it is something far more gruesome and painful to bear. It is a nightmare to have a pimple or blackhead and in polite company is it against the rules to mention these issues surrounding beauty. Amazingly enough, beauty is an ideal that withstands the hands of time. So many people over the years…