TIGER-EYE (gold,brown and black) : Emotional balancer, grounding, centering. Softens stubbornness. Enhances personal power and will, self-confidence, optimism and communication. A good general tonic for spleen, pancreas, digestive organs and eye diseases.
Zodiac: Capricorn
TURQUOISE : Excellent for tissue regeneration, toning and strengthening the physical body. Encourages self-expression, promotes emotional balance and peace of mind. Aids circulatory and respiratory systems. Enhances psychic abilities, communication, balance, friendship, and loyalty. More potent when surrounded by gold. You should always be given this stone and not purchase it yourself.
Zodiac: Libra / Taurus Birthstone: December
Tuesday, March 19
Monday, February 25
Spirit Bottles of Beauty
Bottle trees have their roots in Congo culture. The practice was brought over by slaves who hung blue bottles from trees and huts as talismans to ward off evil spirits. It is believed that the spirits become mesmerized by the colors of the bottles in the sun. Once they enter the bottle, they can't find their way out, sort of like roach motels. I thought I'd bring them into the home and dress them up a bit. This is one I created using a vintage chandelier teardrop at the top pf the bottle.
According to Wikipedia, "Glass 'bottle trees' orginated in Northern Africa during a period when superstitious people believed that a genii or imp could be captured in a glass bottle. Legend had it that empty glass bottles placed outside the home could "capture" roving (usually evil) spirits at night, and the spirit would be destroyed the next day in the sunshine. This practice was taken to Europe and North America by African slaves. While Europeans adapted them into hollow glass spheres known as "witch balls" the practice of hanging bottles in trees became widespread in the Southern states of North America, where they continue to be used today as colorful garden ornaments." Well, not exactly, as Africans don't believe in genies or imps...wrong culture Wiki...but you got the general idea.
According to Wikipedia, "Glass 'bottle trees' orginated in Northern Africa during a period when superstitious people believed that a genii or imp could be captured in a glass bottle. Legend had it that empty glass bottles placed outside the home could "capture" roving (usually evil) spirits at night, and the spirit would be destroyed the next day in the sunshine. This practice was taken to Europe and North America by African slaves. While Europeans adapted them into hollow glass spheres known as "witch balls" the practice of hanging bottles in trees became widespread in the Southern states of North America, where they continue to be used today as colorful garden ornaments." Well, not exactly, as Africans don't believe in genies or imps...wrong culture Wiki...but you got the general idea.
Monday, October 22
Winter Party
There is evidence that people often threw a party during the change from summer to winter to mark the end of the harvest and give thanks to higher powers. Modern Heathens call it Winter Nights, and we use it as a day to celebrate our Dísir, the female ancestors who watch over and protect us. As an extension of the Dísir, some practitioners also give thanks to Frejya, the Lady of the Dís, and some to her twin brother Freyr, the Lord of the Harvest. 3
This link to the Disir, the spirits of our ancestors, gives us some similarity to Samhain (Halloween), the more well known Pagan holiday. But while Samhain has more to do with a general thinning of the veil between this world and the next, Winter Nights is a day to celebrate the good things our Disir have done for us and to honor their contributions to our living family. There are many ways to honor the Disir, but the basic one is to name your ancestry as far back as you can then pour a libation and share a bit of food in a special dish. For Heathens, that recitation of names is a way of showing respect and assuring our kin that though they have died, they won’t be forgotten.
This little creature was created after reading about the Winter Nights celebration and I appreciated the inspiration. For more views of my little creatured check me out at GothB4play or at mystic2awesome at Etsy.com
This link to the Disir, the spirits of our ancestors, gives us some similarity to Samhain (Halloween), the more well known Pagan holiday. But while Samhain has more to do with a general thinning of the veil between this world and the next, Winter Nights is a day to celebrate the good things our Disir have done for us and to honor their contributions to our living family. There are many ways to honor the Disir, but the basic one is to name your ancestry as far back as you can then pour a libation and share a bit of food in a special dish. For Heathens, that recitation of names is a way of showing respect and assuring our kin that though they have died, they won’t be forgotten.
This little creature was created after reading about the Winter Nights celebration and I appreciated the inspiration. For more views of my little creatured check me out at GothB4play or at mystic2awesome at Etsy.com
Saturday, September 29
Nevermore!
Nevermore, Nevermore... Quothe the Raven, Nevermore... This piece inspired by one of my favorite Mr. Poe poems. This little Raven, or Crow if you will it so, was once loved and now ready to be loved just one more time in it's new reincarnated form. With a sporty gothic new hair do and tattered fabric designer "Vampsace" dress, she is ready to be adopted by a lover of Ravens, or Crows if you will.
Friday, September 21
Halloween Untucked
Sometimes a mistake has to be corrected and sometimes not. The first little creature I used a copper bell on as a robot skirt and found I could not remove the "dangle" was by chance. Maybe meant to be the little robot had a mind of it's own and I being just the laboring hands must obey. This little Robot Tranny is ready for his/her Halloween closeup, and ready to be adopted at gothB4play at Etsy.
Tuesday, September 11
Tuesday, September 4
Voo Doo Woman
You make the sun up
In the sky forget to shine
And you are driving me
Out of my mind now
You make a bell forget to ring
You make a bird forget to sing
You make a weeping
Willow tree forget to cry
And you bring clouds
That cover up the sky now
You're a voodoo woman
That's plain to see
You're a voodoo woman
So stay away from me
You make a dog forget to growl
You make the wind forget to howl
And voodoo woman
You break every heart you see!
In the sky forget to shine
And you are driving me
Out of my mind now
You make a bell forget to ring
You make a bird forget to sing
You make a weeping
Willow tree forget to cry
And you bring clouds
That cover up the sky now
You're a voodoo woman
That's plain to see
You're a voodoo woman
So stay away from me
You make a dog forget to growl
You make the wind forget to howl
And voodoo woman
You break every heart you see!
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