A lack of magics… but only from me?

I am sure you all have noticed an absence of magical update posts for this month. Full, dark moons, Midsummer, nothing.

When you do nothing on that front, you have little to tell. My energy levels were low for a lot of reasons. Heat, lack of sleep, work stress, physical soreness. Even today I still feel affected, meaning it is the first Aset Luminous I am not marking with formal celebration in several years. And I’ve given up on trying to keep up with Pagan Blog Project again, even if there are about ten posts inspired by letters which I’d like to get up.

But this does not mean there is a lack of magic in my neighborhood.

Thursday morning, I walked through one of the four-way intersections to get to the bus. On a few occasions I have used this location for offerings or disposal for hoodoo, and never seen anything else like that happen. So imagine my surprise when I take note of a pile of stuff on the ground. Two red plastic plates, one broken, one with two wrapped peppermint candies and a square of something like cornbread, two platic bags filled with something which might have been plants but I was not about to touch to confirm, and a whole orange. My usual disbelieving mind tried to say that it could not be something like what I thought, that there was another magic worker around. Denial came in part of the way. Then got shoved out on Friday morning.

The offerings remained at the crossroads and I found this at the entry to the cemetery two blocks further down. Those flowers are there quite on purpose. It is the first time I have ever seen anything like an offering there aside from things I have left on occasion over the years.

I doubt I will find out the identity of the person doing this, though I may start to figure out just what they are working toward. It’s also an odd sort of comfort to know I am not the only one in my immediate neighborhood.


Last Sunday I had another post at Pagan Activist to formally start off the Greening Your Magics series: offerings. I am also going to put out this call now for those of you reading. As the series goes on I’d like to get some commentary from people engaging in a bioregional practice. If this is you and you would like to share, leave me a comment please.

And maybe the person I mentioned above will see that post and rethink how they are putting out food and items for the spirits.


One comment on “A lack of magics… but only from me?

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