She is frequently kind and she’s suddenly cruel.
But she can do as she pleases, she’s nobody’s fool.
And she can’t be convicted, she’s earned her degree.
And the most she will do is throw shadows at you,
But she’s always a woman to me.
(She’s Always a Woman, Billy Joel)
A Darker Shade of Pagan 01/29/12
Pagan sounds from the underground.
Playlist for 01/29/12
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[podcast feed]Mirabilis - World Indifferent
Azam Ali - Neni Desem
Arborea - Black is the Colour
Young Hunting - Embers From the Pyre
Priscilla Hernandez - The Aftermath
The Frozen Autumn - Sidereal Solitude
Dead Can Dance - Minus Sanctus (live)
Austra - Lose It (live)
Ford and Lopatin with Tamaryn - Flying Dream
Esben and The Witch - Hexagons I (The Fall)
Fever Ray - Keep the Streets Empty for Me
Metal Mother - WillowYou can also listen to this show on the Pagan Radio Network!
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- Ms. Graveyard Dirt
http://www.graveyarddirt.com/newsprint/archive/000938.php
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Just thought my altar was looking particularly radiant this evening. It’s dressed simply for this winter, of it’s own accord. Everything is just feeling warm and comforting. With an open heart I pray.
I will not lay down with evil
Nor shall evil lay down with me
But I will lay down with my Love
And my Love lay down with meDagda, Morrighan and Manannan kindly,
And the strength of the nine waves,
Be shielding me as Three and as One,
From the brow of our face, to the edge of our soles.I beseech Ruadh Rofhessa, I beseech The Morrígu,
I beseech Manannan Mac Lir, I beseech Anu,
I beseech trustful spirits without names,
To preserve us from hurt and harm
O’ from this night till all the days of our lives.- adapted from the Carmina Gadelica Vol. 1
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A Darker Shade of Pagan 01/15/12
Pagan sounds from the underground.
Playlist for 01/15/12
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[podcast feed]The Machine in The Garden - Mending the Sky
Esben and The Witch - Hexagons III & IV
Unto Ashes - Fly on the Windscreen
Arcana - Dehkbala
Deleyaman - Sunset
How To Destroy Angels - Is Your Love Strong Enough
Collide - Slow Down
Veil of Blue - Drifting
Magicfolk - Nagual
Peter Murphy - Gaslit
Falling You - BlessedYou can also listen to this show on the Pagan Radio Network!
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Gathered Crimson Chiffon Demonia Blouse, by Kambriel
This beautifully draping, below hip length tunic styled blouse has twice-gathered and flared sleeves and is made from soft to the touch red chiffon. Since the top is semi-sheer, you’ll probably want to wear it over a tank top, dress, or some other underlayer for opacity. The neckline is designed so that it can worn either on or off the shoulders depending on your mood. Decadently draped style will accommodate up to a 50” chest ~ looks lovely either worn loose as is, or cinched in at the waist with a corset.
An early anniversary gift courtesy of Italics; I have a feeling this non-traditional blouse is still going to look hella fine with my more traditional Ukrainian clothing.
Carolina Gonzalez: Customers Please Read: Asking For Help!
As you know, we are taking care of a friend who has just been through a very complicated surgery. Since our friend resides in Madrid, her and her husband have had to move here for the surgery, and for the following month of recovery. She is a self-employed animal caretaker, and her husband is…
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Things that probably won’t arrive in time for the belated honeymoon:
Vintage 1970s maxi dress. GOLD LABEL, by Tricoville. Very very good condition.
and
Vintage 1970’s, Leanne, v-neck satin look fabric, animal print, full length kaftan.
…but at least they’re mine?
Inner Sanctum, The Witchery by the Castle
The Witchery’s very-first suite features an antique Victorian bath in the lacquer red bathroom, a tartan-lined study and a lavishly draped four-poster bed in the rich red and gold bedroom.
Packed with antiques and collectibles, this spacious first floor suite was the very first suite created by James Thomson at the Witchery. It is exceptionally romantic and gothic, with an antique four-poster bed, a raised dining area and a separate study/sitting room tricked out in tartan. A favourite with visiting celebrities, this suite features a wonderfully restored Victorian bath and shower and a mass of antiques in the lacquer-red bathroom. Other features include a tapestry draped four-poster bed, and window seats overlooking the Royal Mile together with masses of antiques, military uniforms and collectibles.
• Antique four-poster bed draped with tapestry and velvets
• Raised breakfast area overlooking the Royal Mile
• Sofa and seating area at fireplace
• Separate tartan-lined study
• Richly-decorated bathroom with antique bath
• Masses of antiques and collectables
• First floor suite reached by a stone turret stair above the restaurant.
Our belated honeymoon - ten motherfucking years of marriage, THIS EFFIN’ YEAR! - lovenest-to-be! We’ll be wining, dining and, uh, celebrating a decade of legal togetherness in Edinburgh later this week.
Holy Supper Challenge: Extended!
You know how sometimes you get industrious and decide to plan the fuck out of an entire season to the finest detail? And it all seems really fucking possible - I mean, possible with a motherfucking cherry on top - even though you’ve created one fantastically delusional schedule that’d despair even God’s celestial, non-sleeping army’o’hosts? For the record: it could’ve been done, dammit, if my hands hadn’t almost gone necrotic at the very start of December thanks to one effin’ Thanksgiving turkey and a vintage preserving pan that was consecrated with blood-stained hands.
I think most of y’all know the story, but just in case any of you are wondering why Graveyard Dirt ground to a halt and this Holy Supper thang went silent: I got really, really sick (there was talk of hospitalization; raw turkey bones punctured my fingers and I contracted a very serious infection in both hands), and because I was really, really sick I’ve picked up every fucking bug, virus and complaint that I’ve been exposed to thanks to a hella beaten up immune system. I’m currently on penicillin - again! - because I came down with a horrendous case of tonsillitis within days of our belated honeymoon (we’re leaving Tuesday for a romantic non-weekend weekend in Edinburgh).
Suffice to say, this winter isn’t going exactly how I had planned. Normally I don’t let this shit get me down (everything for a reason!), but I feel guilty for not being able to run the Holy Supper Challenge as tightly as I wanted. (How huge was it supposed to be? Subdomain, webring-y huge.) I feel like I failed you guys by not being able to be around to support you, and I feel even worse that I wasn’t able to fanatically promote the challenge to expose your stories, blogs and anecdotes to the widest audience possible. I appreciate that maybe the Universe didn’t want me playing Mother effin’ Hen to all your suppers, but this shit? Is ridiculous.
Due to being unwell for two months, and Graveyard Dirt being busted (my hosting company got hacked on Christmas Day; I can’t login, add, delete or amend anything - I’ve got a new host lined up, but I’ve been too sick to perform the move) I’ve decided to extend the Midwinter Magic deadline to February 1st. So if you haven’t Holy Supper-ed, you still have a chance to qualify for the giveaway! All I need is dumb supper proof, whether it’s a photo, a blog entry or a private email sent to me by Imbolc. I think within 10 days I should be healthy enough to uproot Graveyard Dirt, get it running again and bring closure to this penicillin-fueled winter challenge.
One of the autumn-spiced French Crab apple and Rugosa Rose rose hip jars of jelly sent off today.