daughter-of-artemis:

mymanhermes:

I remember when I was younger and obsessed with Greek mythology I used to wish so hard that the gods were actually real. Little did I know that they were there the whole time

i think this was the way the gods trolled us when we were little like. we were born Theirs, and as soon as we were taught about Them it was like that instantaneous “belief” without even realizing it and then… when we’re old enough just, accepting Them into our lives.

bogleech:

buggirl:

I posted this not too long ago- most of the responses were heartwarming.  I was, however, amazed at the number of people that were against catch and release, not because they wanted to kill spiders, but because they believed the myth that spiders that live in our homes cannot survive outdoors.

This is a myth.  Spiders are roughly 250-400 million years old.  Human dwellings have only been around for about 10 thousand.  No spider species is strictly adapted to our dwellings and our dwellings alone.  It may be true that a few out of the 46,000 species are very closely tied to us (hey- we offer free prey and protection from environmental elements), but not one species is dependent on them for survival.  So a guilt-free boot outdoors is totally fine if that’s what you you prefer!   They are wild animals that have been around a lot longer than us, they’ll do just fine outside.  If you want to ignore them and leave them inside- that’s fine too (that’s what I do!), but that isn’t for everyone, and we don’t want to discourage catch & release tactics! 

yeah don’t worry, spiders will find another place! Sometimes like inside an old tree or a gutter or just anything!

Quick updates

thiscrookedcrown:

  • Pre-order my novel Spirit Walker here for your kindle. Comes out on August 21st.
  • Physical, print copy of Spirit Walker also comes out on August 21st. (So if you like books you can touch and read, here you go.)
  • My facebook page as an author now is now up. Facebook and I are not friends but hey, free space to hang out in so why not?
  • I’m also officially on Goodreads as an author so that’s another space to hang out in.
  • Goodreads allows people to ask writers questions about their writing process, books, characters, plots, and so on. Ask away.
  • The next book Advance Magic Circles is a witchy or at least new-agey guidebook, not a novel. Yay for contributing to the community! It’ll be out by the end of the year.
  • The next novel, Drakes Fall, is a fun romp and is already in editing. It’ll be out early next year. (Seriously, this is was fun to write)
  • Now that Spirit Walker is in the countdown for publishing, I’ll be back to publishing posts more regularly.
  • I’ll also start focusing on my witchcraft online course once again. The first one is 60% done. I have high ambitions for the release of this but it’s too early to share.
  • My etsy and storenvy shops are still up and running and will continue to run into the future. Same with my blog and so on. No worries. In fact, watch the shop spaces as two new spreads will be appearing soon!
  • I’m working on an online correspondence chart for my website. For free. Go here to read more and vote for how that’s set up.

athenasdragon:

A traveler stops to rest in a small village at the edge of a forest. All through the night, he hears rustling outside the inn, and the sound of mysterious creatures creeping among the trees.

The next morning, he asks the innkeeper about what he heard. The other man nods sagely. “Ah yes, the wood is dark and mysterious. The village has many stories, but to find the truth, you’ll have to ask the trees themselves.”

So the curious traveler packs some bread from the inn with his belongings and starts off into the forest. The ground slopes down, down, and the underbrush thins out but the canopy gets denser. The darkness is soothing like deep water. Here, there is no rustling–just a heavy silence.

The traveler spends the first night nestled in the roots of an enormous oak tree, and when he awakes, an acorn has sprouted into a robust sapling where it fell on his coat. His second night he spends in a ring of mushrooms that weave his dreams with light and song. His third night he crawls into a hollow log that smells sweet with decay and smoky with the memory of a long-ago fire.

The forest is strange and unnatural, but it does not seem threatening. The traveler speaks to the trees every day as he walks but they do not answer. Still, he knows that they listen. His path is laden with sweet fruit and herbs, for he runs out of bread quicker than he would like.

Finally, on his fourth day of walking, the traveler comes to a stump in the center of a large clearing. The earth around the stump is obscured by layer upon layer of dry, dead leaves, and the boughs overhead form a continuous ceiling. A hatchet sits embedded in the stump. As he approaches, the traveler sees the letters of a hundred languages engraved in winding script around the handle of the hatchet.

“What is this place?” the traveler asks, half to himself.

A soft voice emanates from the hatchet. “You seek the secrets of the wood, and here they lie. Ask what you will.”

So the traveler asks his questions. The hatchet weaves a story of enchantment and legacy, of the people who once lived among the trees and the people who now live alongside them, of the slow, even breathing of the forest and everything within it.

At the end of the hatchet’s tale, the traveler speaks up once more. “I was told that the trees themselves would tell me their story. Who are you, and why are you the one who holds these secrets?”

The hatchet chirps a little laugh. “As for why, that is too long a story for even me to tell. But who am I? I am the lore axe, and I speak for the trees.”

WHY YOU GOTTA DO THIS BULLSHIT TO ME

antiblackness:

now is not the time to make pastel “punch nazis” edits and shirts and stickers. your performative allyship is unwanted and greatly unappreciated! now more than ever is the time for goyim to actually get active in their activism. you should be listening to Jewish people and boosting our voices. you should be calling out casual antisemitism and working on that which you harbor. it is not, it never was, and never will be the time to sit back and watch as antisemitism continues to rise. goyim can and should reblog.