Showing posts with label Hunting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hunting. Show all posts

Friday, August 30, 2013

Going for a Bitch Walk. . .

I was in a conversation with peers on the subject of social activism and how far our responsibility to it goes. I am not really a social activist, but when I see something wrong ( and right) I have a terrible habit of opening my mouth and putting my .02 on the table. Really, I should be paying a quarter because most of what I say is not terribly pretty. Ugh. There were others who felt as though they should be advocating their calling to justice and rightness, but they weren't too sure how much and how far to go with it. Hopefully they work through and find an answer that works for them. I wish them good hunting. My answer is simple. It works for me. I focus on the city I live in for the most part. I have a personal calling to the protection of women and children. I have a special wicked venom for child molesters and rapists.

There are two separate workings I will share with you because I can't be in every city and I am sure I am not alone in this feeling of no more! Not in my city!

Bitch Walk

If you are so lucky as to have a bitch (female dog), most excellent. You will want to leash her up and go for a twilight walk, as it is a great liminal time to call upon Hecate and her hounds. Yes, do walk by all the houses in your neighborhood with annoying barking dogs. See how many dogs you can get barking. ( no cheating. just walk by the house respectfully.) Of course, the entire time you are whispering to Hecate and her hounds about the particulars of the violation against women and children and calling upon her for help. Be very specific about what happened. Be certain to whisper. It connects you to the divine in an intimate manner. Listen to your bitch. Watch were she wants to go and what's around. Take mental notes and taste the wind. If you want, you can do this with a poppet in hand of the perpetrator or a rolled up scroll of the artistic rendering. When you have gathered your forces to a point you feel you can take no more, head for a crossroads and leave the poppet or scroll at its center. Walk away. Do not look back. When you get home, make sure your faithful bitch is well rewarded.

If you do not have a bitch, do not fret. Get a dog fetish or simply print out a picture of your favorite breed of dog and go for the same walk. Leave an offering of a special dog treat on your altar.

To Catch a Rapist
best performed during the times the perpetrator is known to strike.

Tools:

black candle inscribed with the name of your city, the sigil for Venus and a pentacle for protection.
red thread
photo of perpetrator, or the composite sketch
war water
ziplock bag
water from the tap ( city water from which you live or the perpetrator if you know him/her)
garlic bulb or egg for offering
goofer's dust

*ground
* call circle and guardians
*Call Hecate

Queen of the Heavens
Queen of the Dead
Walker above, below, and between the worlds
Come be near your priest/ess this hour
Help me/ us to stop this violator of women and children
Lend your might to this casting,
Come and attend and protect this rite and this city.

Wait for a sign of Her presence, in darkness if you can. Light inscribed candle. Cut out the composite sketch while focusing on his or her every move being foiled by his/ her own hand. Place a pinch of goofer's dust in the middle of the paper and fold into thirds before very carefully rolling into a scroll. You may want to do this on news paper because goofer's dust is not something you want to spill all over the place and have a hard time cleaning up. Continue to focus on this person goofing up enough to be caught properly by authority to be punished civilly. As you focus on this wind the red cord around the scroll saying:

This red thread to start the charm
This red thread to end your harm
This red thread to track your tread
this read thread to stop you dead. ( Let the Goddess determine how literally to take this phrase.)

Repeat this with heat ( not hate) until the scroll is glowing with heat and power and the scroll is wrapped and knotted three times.

Hold the charm and visualize the violator being caught and appropriately handled. Place the charm in a zip lock bag with war water and city tap water. Seal it well and place it in the freezer until the violator is caught and dealt with.

* Thank Hecate and say farewell
* Thank the guardians
* Open circle

When done take the whole frozen bag to a crossroad with a trash can far from your home and toss it. Leave the offering ( egg or garlic bulb.) Do not look back.



from the Book of Purple

Basic Goofer's dust
equal parts patchouli and graveyard dirt
( properly paid for from the grave of a beloved Matriarch; preferably from the head or heart area. If that is not available, buy it from a graveyard gateway)
sulphur or saltpeter ( only a couple of pinches, something to give it oomph.)


I don't generally meddle in a whole bunch of things outside my city or state. I tend to pick my fights, as we all should. On occasion there are things that have been brought to my door that would normally be considered "out of my jurisdiction."  For example a friend brought my attention to an attack on one of her best girlfriends. Yup. You bet' cha jurisdiction went right out the eff'ing window.


You may or may not agree with me about my policy on hexing and that's okay. But, if ever there comes a time you change your mind and need one of these workings, they are here patiently waiting for you.

Blessings

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Going on a Grinch Hunt!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
Dear Mr. Grinch,

It is my understanding that you have been running around stealing Christmas spirit. While that is despicable, I suppose having a heart three times too small makes one inclined to perform such acts. I realize that you have been enabled by other cranky people, a weak economy, and a lack luster view on existence, but I will not coddle you because of your genetic deficiency. I will not make excuses for your choices of lifestyle. They are your choices and I will not deny you the right to make them, but I will not permit you to continue robbing me, my family and friends.

As of this date December fourteenth 2010, I have noticed a spiraling gloom as the holiday rolls closer. I became suspicious and checked my spirit box and, sure enough, it was bone dry empty. I consulted with several experts on the subject; they were all baffled until I came across a little one named Cindy Lou Who who promptly recognized the symptoms. She checked my spirit box and she reported that not even the pretty, shiny bow was left. She was certain in her diagnosis that I had been Grinched!



Since I am pagan and Celebrate Yule, you have no jurisdiction and therefore are in breach of contract as you are designated and restricted to the theft of Christmas. I realize the the normal order of things would be to plea my case and help you grow a larger heart so you return my holiday spirit of your own accord, but I do not hold to those ideals. Instead I am informing you that, as of this hour, I have released the dogs. They will hunt you down and drag you back to me. When they do, I will promptly tie you up with shiny silver beads and place a red star on your head! Then I will silence you with a cloven fruit and place you in the corner for all to see. Some may point and laugh. I will encourage this behavior. You will make a fine decoration this year Mr Grinch. I look forward to hanging tinsel on you.


After Yule has left and the New Year rung in with the voice of Kronos, I will release you back to the wild. Please understand that should you think about revisiting my spirit box you can expect similar treatment with variation of course. I like to make things different from year to year. Enjoy the hunt!

Sincerely,
Mrs. Oddly