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Do you think fossil fuels are so bad for humanity because they are the literal bones of ancient creatures we are burning? Like, when you actually think about what a fossil fuel is - they were created from the rotting of forests beyond imagining in the dark and murk in an era beyond time, and you've got to assume a thing like that has a spectacular esoteric resonances. Have you in your craft ever done anything as metal as your average coal power station, grinding up dinosaur bones and trees that saw unimaginable things and transforming them into raw power? whoa.
Climate change has always been around in the Stellar - or as a SolarStellar interaction, the relationship between man and nature, its dark face and the abject terror of things in the natural world we cannot halt. But maybe it's more nuanced than that - it's about the fossils in the fossil fuels, that speak of strange processes and deep time.
Do you think theres a Fen adaptation of candle practice in there somewhere? As it stands, most pagan candle stuff is [SolarLunar - Light - Brilliance] coming out of a sort of Christian mould, and that is on the Map because all things are on the Map, but it's not the core and central part of what we do, the thing that makes us us is the Stellar. Is there something cthonic in the act of burning that is far less about the light than the shadows it casts? To burn a fuel is to transmute something natural into our own willpower, or - I'm not sure how to phrase it. Burning like sacrifices, burning like dead witches, but what does it mean to consume a piece of wood and turn it to ash (say) almost as an incidental part of our rite? It's to produce the fire we need, nothing more, but what are we releasing when we do it? Is it all necromancy? Like when the burning ships and pyres of dead kings were set alight, which to me (Christian framework again) suggests a release of the soul. If that is so and we are animists, what is it happens when we burn a log - are we...releasing the soul of the log to fuel our spell with? And what of it when our candle is made out of dinosaur...?
the heat within the fen, the place on the map where Earth and Water meet and are warm, is the processes and the bubbling in the darkness of the bog, the warm murk from which all things come. Is that the nature of the candle flame?
Nothing makes me happier than my wildlife garden. Wildlife gardening is the best, in all possible ways: cheaper, less work, less difficulty, best for the environment, win win win. Since I've been in my home, each year I have done less and benefited more. Much wisdom in that.
This year is the first year I've felt safe enough to make actual changes, perhaps. I found a Pagan seed company and it filled my heart with lust for poisonous things. But I'm still technically on a No Buy thing, and there's no point to buying seed when my own growing skills are so terrible. I can never afford new soil or new pots, so that slows the garden right down, to my ability to make compost and make pots (both, I am very poor at).
Instead, I've been trying to learn how to propagate and germinate stuff I find from the wild.
- Mint - in a glass of water - roots showing, potted out
- Oregano - in a glass of water - roots showing, potted out
- Aloe - planting out bits that fell off, and also in a glass of water - WIP
- Lavender - clipped some that was spilling from a garden into the road - doing OK on a second attempt, currently in small pots smothered in old bread bags for humidity. Suffering a bit in all the rain, I've just brought them in
- Foxgloves - need to go and visit a foxglove now the season is done
- Hawthorns - need to go get berries and also try digging up a sapling that is too near an oak.
- Rose haws - not sure when they are right to be picked
Now there's something about the challenge of trying to create 'free plants' in this way which is extremely appealing to me, and I also like that my garden will be in continuity with the wider forest also.
