Blessed Solstice

Looking at the traditional* American Pagan Wheel of the Year, today would be Litha or Midsummer. On Heathen Wheels, it’s just Midsummer.

To celebrate this morning, the Littles and I made Honey Cakes a la Moody Moons. We didn’t have the honeycomb molds, but the cupcake version tasted yummy all the same!

We blessed and offered ale to our ancestors, the Aesir, Asynjur, and Vanir. We also acknowledged the Fae, on this, their favorite day- at least according to the great Bard.

It was extremely fitting to have all of our Black-Eyed Susans open as of this morning.

Special attention and Hail to Sunna.


Rollers, rollers, everywhere!

Ok, so maybe not *everywhere*, but a good handful!

I’ve been meaning to make rollers since January. But, then we packed, and moved, and unpacked. And I finally took the time to make them.

Part of me is very happy that I did. Part of me is not. Not for making the rollers, but for when. Summer vacation equals stay at home mom equals all of my time focused the kids. But, if I do nothing but cater to and entertain them, then I am doing them no favors. I am making them more of the entitled monsters which I gripe about to Hubby.

So, while the kids played play dough, I played oils.

The numbers listed below are drops for a 10 ml bottle. Fill the rest of the bottle with a carrier oil.

Happy Vibes

The root and petal on IG

6 each of sage, orange, and lemon.

Bug Itch

Living well mom

10 each of Basil and lavendar, 5 Tea tree

Each of the following is taken from Young Living

Boo Boo

10 each of Lavender, Tea Tree, and Cedarwood (substituted for Frankincense)


8 each of Lavender and Rosemary (substituted for Marjoram)


7 Eucalyptus, 5 Rosemary, 3 Orange (substituted for Grapefruit)


6 Lemon, 4 Rosemary, and 2 Cypress

A simple motion

Witchlette recently watched a piece about garbage in the ocean. She has committed herself to doing her part.

We went shopping for Moana-esque table decor for her birthday party. It’s still over a month off, but luau decor goes away by the first of July. So, we got ours.

Upon as we placed the table cloths in the cart, Witchlette turned to me and said, “Remember, I don’t want balloons anymore. Ever. They’re not good for the turtles. And I want to turtles to be safe and healthy.”

Gleaming with pride, I applauded her efforts, because each small act can lead to something big.

To rebuild

A few weeks ago, I first shared about our new neighbors.

Tragedy struck them during a strong storm, knocking their nest from its perch. I just recently noticed exactly how tragic…

When the nest toppled down, an egg came down with it and cracked upon the stoop below.

Sometimes, Nature seems cruel. It’s not. It just happens. Nature didn’t have a storm to kill off that baby bird. It just happened. No malice, just wind.

But, Nature, in all of its forms, has a way of fighting back. Today, I had the pleasure of reading Stone of Destiny’s post on the power of Nature in places where humanity believes it has control.

The wind is one aspect of Nature. Wildlife is another.

They find balance together.

They rebuild.

Today, I noticed, in the place of the original nest, a new nest sits.

What they know…

Children are what they know. It’s nature.

My kids speak English because they’re parents speak English. They sing songs in Spanish because that’s what they learn in school. Witchlette recognizes me in a croud when I give her the I-LOVE-YOU sign, because that’s my second language.

And, so it seems, that any word or phrase with “guard” in it, for Witchling, gets an “As”.

When playing sword fighting, and adding fencing rules, the kids now start with “En garde… Allez!” Except Witchling hears, and so shouts, “Asgard… Allez!”

At a friend’s pool the other night, he noted all of the “Asgards” around. And he asked when the “Asgards” would blow their next break whistle.

Asgards, keeping everyone safe, one pool day at a time.

My buckets

Not too long ago, while scrolling Instagram, I saw Buffy (@sarahmgellar) recommended a book by Randi Zuckerburg called, “You Can Have It All (Just Not Every Day)”.

I downloaded it and read as much as I needed to, at least for now, to get what I needed. Everyone carries buckets with them which make up their lives. Folks typically try to fill each bucket every day, and then pay for it with their own sanity and happiness. They seem to lose themselves while trying to meet the needs of everyone else. I read the theory behind it and I made up a bullet journal chart to look at how I am spending my time.

Last night, S came over with a lovely housewarming gift and the two of us sat at the table and just chatted and enjoyed each other’s company until close to midnight. We talked about a group which she and I were both originally part of, and I have since left, because I don’t feel I have adequate time to give to this group regularly although I would like to be an active part of it. She understood and will keep me posted about events that take place at a time when I could join, as it would start after bedtime. I shared with her about the book, and the concept, and my bullet journal template.

Reflecting on yesterday, I started the day with walking the dogs at 5:30, where I enjoy the sunrise and the birdsong. Upon arriving home, I did my prayers and had a nice yoga session. All this starts the day with some drops in the “Me” bucket. I spent the majority of my day at work, so that bucket would be full for the day. After work, I went to a retirement party where I got to spend some adult time with co-workers in a social setting (and drink Mead…another story for another time). This would satisfy some more of the “Me” bucket. The kids, Hubby, and I ate dinner together after I got home, which put drops into the buckets for “Children” and “Husband.” After dinner, I spent time with the kids while Hubby played with his new printer, so more again for “Children.” Bedtime also put drops into both of those buckets. After bedtime, S arrived and that added more drops to the “Me” bucket. Since I woke up early and went to bed late, I did not get enough sleep last night to put much into that bucket. With the time I spent with S, while Hubby tinkered and had his own “me time”, his is partially shaded since there was some but not full.

Looking at last night’s reflection, I will be focusing more time and attention tonight on the buckets which did not get filled enough. Then, reflection and looking into other buckets the next night. I am playing with two templates now, a weekly one and a monthly one. For the Each ring is for one week, and I have 32 weeks worth of buckets to review to find my balance. I don’t think it will take me that long, since I feel pretty balanced now. I will likely only utilize these when I am feeling overwhelmed and I need to recalibrate myself. Should that time come, I will already have the means to do so!