Manifestation to the visible?

The below journal entry is from our historical archives, circa March 2008, at the Circle of the Dark Moon Coven & School of Wicca, Wytchecraft, and Magick.

“The full moon last night overshadowed by a total lunar eclipse combined to make a magickal night. The Goddess through the Moon showed all three of Her aspects, but the two aspects most prominent were the bright fullness of motherhood, and the wisdom of the dark crone.

I was still in Ohio, so my wife and high priestess, Kris conducted ritual for the coven in our home. I was planning to just do a meditation, but Kris “guilted” me into doing the ritual solo in my apartment.

I began ritual around the time the eclipse started and completed it at about halfway to totality. After a short call from Kris informing me that her ritual had gone well, I went outside to perform another drawing down of the moon.

While outside, something made me look upward, and when I did, I saw, centered over my apartment building, a phosphorescent orange glow reminiscent of a monochromatic aurora borealis. There were four distinct areas of glowing amorphous energy stationary over where I had just dismissed the watchtowers (quarter guardians) from my ritual space. Or perhaps they were other entities who had been attracted by the cone of energy generated by my ritual magick circle.

When considering this magickal phenomenon a few facts are important to remember.

  • It was a cloudless night. Therefore, the orange glowing areas could not have been reflected city lights from low clouds.
  • There were no reports of auroras in the area for that night (I checked—besides March is a bit late for that kind of activity in those Ohioan latitudes.
  • In fact, there were no reports at all of anomalous weather activity of any kind in the Akron area.
  • There were no UFO reports or reports of any strange lights or anything strange at all in the night sky over Akron by any news agency, local UFO clubs, or amateur astronomers.
  • Everyone I asked, said they had not seen any strange lights in the sky that night. Perhaps these beings of light were only visible to me.
  • While I was in the presence of these lights, I felt an outpouring of empathy, compassion, love, and happiness and the source came from those lights.

Therefore, I am left with the following conclusion that what I witnessed were Luminaria (Beings of Light—BOLs) that had been attracted by the ritual occult energy created by my sphere of power. What I saw when I looked upward, was the energy of my circle illuminating these beings. On the other hand, perhaps because of the circle energy, these being were able to manifest to the visible. And finally a last possibility remains that it was I who was so affected by the energy from the magick circle, that for a short space of time I was able to see beyond my normal perceptions and thus was able to see these Luminaria.

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30
Mar

Wiccan Q & A

   Posted by: Scrivener   in wicca

Listed below are some recent questions posed by new students at The Circle of the Dark Moon School of Wicca, Witchecraft, and Magick.

1. What are the bare minimum altar tools required?

The bare minimums are nothing. Nevertheless, as I said people don’t like that answer because it removes the justification for buying tools. However, if you’re looking to set up a standard altar, then you would want a pentacle, God & Goddess candles, censer (or something to burn incense in), a chalice (or cup), libation dish (you could use an ordinary dish for this), salt and water dishes. You can use common household items for many of your altar tools.

2. What pantheon as a coven do we work with? (it seems like I have heard names from more than one pantheon.)

I can’t say as a coven since we’ve never sat down and discussed that—but what I do when writing the rituals is try to work with some of the better known goddesses so that the people in circle have a common reference visualization. That’s important for energy-raising.

But to answer your question, we work mainly with the Celtic pantheon. Lugh, is a god I have a personal relationship—despite the fact that Beth thinks Loki is my patron god. You have also probably heard Kris evoke, Cerredwen (the Goddess in her mother aspect), Hecate (as the Goddess in her crone or dark aspect), and occasionally, Flidais, Arianhod, or even Brigit (as the Goddess in her maiden aspect). A Celtic equivalent of Hecate would be Aradia or Morrigan. Aradia is the Queen of the Witches and Morrigan is mostly too terrible to evoke for casual rituals. While Aradia and Hecate are known best as the Queens of sorceries, Morrigan, or The Morrigan as she is sometimes known

3. How do you choose your own pantheon? Do you just pick one or do you go by ancestry?

You have to search your own heart. Meditate on that question, and then listen for the answer. You could use ancestry but ancestry from which lifetime would you use?

4. How do you come up with your wiccan name?

Numerology is one way to make your name even more special to you. There are two simple steps to choosing your name using numerology;

One method is to use numerology. Begin by finding your birth number by adding the digits of your birth eg. 8.6.1989�

8 + 6 + 1 + 9 + 8 + 9 = 41. Break that number down to a single digit thus:

4 + 1 = 5. Your birth number is 5. If the numbers still add up to a double digit number, just break them apart again.

Next, pick a name that has the same number as your birth number (use the grid at the bottom to find the number that goes with each letter). I believe Buckland discusses this technique in the Big Blue Book.

Example numerology chart

1    2    3    4    5    6    7    8    9

A    B    C    D    E    F    G    H    I

J    K    L    M    N    O    P    Q    R

S    T    U    V    W    X    Y    Z

E.G. DIANA = ( (D=4) + (I=9) + (A=1) + (N=5) + (A=1) ) = 20 = 2 + 0 = 2.

If you really like the name you’ve picked and you want it to match your birth number then add another letter or letters or subtract a letter to the name you’ve picked (sometimes you’ll like the name you make up better than the one you picked in the first place).

Sometimes, your name will be assigned by the coven. Otherwise if you have a name that you really like or have another system of correspondences that you want to use (such as letters from decomposing a sigil—especially powerful, or for instance let’s say you lived near the sea and developed a special rapport with the water element, then maybe Oceania would be an appropriate name.)

I wrote a program to help with using this method. The program uses two input boxes, one is where you input your birth date or other correspondence, and the other is where you input your proposed name. You then click the button and the program tells you whether you have chosen a numerologically balanced name.

By the way, the origin of using coven names stemmed from days of persecution when it was dangerous for a person to go by their ‘real’ name in the case of capture or others in the circle being captured.

The use of a magickal name (a name known only to yourself and the gods) is yet another name you need to choose. Typically, a person upon initiation or completing their first degree chooses or is given a name. Then upon completing your second and third degrees, you may also pick another name. Or, upon passing a particular milestone in your life, you may pick a name to reflect your changing attitudes about yourself or your evolving relationship to Deity.

Perhaps Bouncy Moonbeam fit you in college, but now as a HPS you prefer Selene Shadows. I do not believe in attaching a title such as Lord or Lady to your name. I believe the titles of lord and lady should be reserved for the Lord and Lady. I would also avoid actual deity names—to me it seems presumptuous.

As I said, if you don’t like the numerology, sigil decomposition (taking the letters that make up a sigil), look for some magickal correspondence that “speaks” to you and take a name from that. For instance, my full name Duir Gwalchmai, in Gaelic duir means oak, gwalch mai means may hawk. Oak is a sacred wood, and I’m pilot (hence I’ve always admired hawks) and I choose a Celtic name since while my immediate ancestry is not Celtic, I’m a Celt at heart.

We’ll be holding a class on name selection but that doesn’t mean you can’t be thinking about your magickal name in the meantime.


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22
Feb

Snow Day

   Posted by: Scrivener   in snow day, solitude

“Anything is Possible on a Snow Day”

Just as the above tag line from the movie says, anything is possible on a snow day. Recently, Mother Nature, with the help of the ‘snow dance’, treated us to a rare middle Georgia snow day, thus proving that anything is possible—even for hell (if we witches believed in hell) to freeze over.

The storm gains strength, spreads, and grows.

Let the temperature drop and icy Boreas blow.

Let it snow; let it snow; let it snow.

Or, something along those lines read the operative part of the spell. Someone asked to see this ‘snow dance’ of mine, which brought such cold and snow to the hellish Georgia clime. To that request I demurred because sure, I show you, you show someone else, then that person shows someone else, and on and on until the next thing you know, we’re in the middle of another ice age. Wait. That’s not a bad thing.

Last week, schools closed; people, as though they were swarm of locusts, stripped bare supermarket shelves; and masses donned parkas and mukluks at the mere threat of snow. So while soccer moms with their 1.3 units of precious cargo, panicked, crashed, and rolled SUVs (because people in Georgia can’t drive on dry pavement let alone wet or icy roads), the local media warned of impending disaster comparable to Armageddon (stay inside; don’t go out if you don’t have to; it’s extremely cold and treacherous out there), I waited.

I waited.

Nary had a flake fallen yet from the slate gray sky.

Then it started: rain mixed with snow.

That turned to snow falling on Georgia pines.

The next day, the world had changed; for, anything is possible on a snow day. Like a little girl, my wife made a snowman; and, I decided to go for a walk with my dog.

We, my dog, Gaia, and I, entered a cathedral of white, and silence of the mind. The cold damp air, and the warm and moist exhalations of breaths mingled steamily in the air. The silent snow insulated us in this new world as though sound itself couldn’t penetrate the threshold of the forest cocoon. I could finally hear the silence.

Everywhere branches ‘boughed’ low over the trail, forming hanging vaults of green and snow. Whereas sound was hushed, I gained secret knowledge of the world hitherto unseen and known only to my dogs nose. In the snow, beneath bushes, or following the now mostly hidden trail, were signs of life, or at least life that had passed that way. There were rabbit tracks, mice, raccoon, squirrels, and some that I wasn’t quite sure what they were, and one mysterious path worn down in the snow. My dog enthusiastically sniffed these signs, trying to follow whatever animal had made those tracks and I for once had a glimpse into her personal world of scents. The snow allowed me to see what only she could smell and allowed me to understand why she finds each pile of leaves, every tuft of grass, and mounds of pine needles so intriguing.

Our walk took us along a two-mile loop of this private world apart from the mundane. That park was not place, and that time we walked was not time; we were between worlds—separate yet connected to all. My dog, and I met other shamanic souls walking the along the park trail plane, seemingly friendlier, happier, at least for a time, caught as we were in the spirituality of the moment.

However, all things must end—even a snow day.

For with the warming and brightening of the day, the snow was melting, receding into memory, like the remembrance of trees long ago felled, or the sighs of lost lovers, and missed chances, stories that you would never tell and the cacophony of everyday existence was bleeding into my consciousness. Suddenly, I could again hear constant background traffic noise; the noncommittal grunts of non-acknowledgement of passersby once again caught up in their own mean little cell phone melodramas, and a growing stale taste in my mouth of waste and stagnation that we call progress. I arrived home to find my wife’s snowman, mostly gone in the climate-changed sun, bent low, and leaning on a stick arm for support, a wasted vestige of his former self.

I believe more was lost on this day than just one snowman. I think with him, the last of our childhood memories of a simpler and fairer world, of a time when time hadn’t worn down our ideals and dreams, of what we could have been, or at least would have like to be, that is what was lost. Like the melting snows, trickling down into the earth below, these remembrances seeped away leaving us bent a little bowed, and perhaps even a little broken. But, like the snow which will return someday when the sky turns cold, slate, and gray to once again deliver to us a soul-saving snow day. Perhaps on that day, we’ll remember, we’ll hope, we’ll dream, we’ll dare to say:

“On a snow day anything is possible.”

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19
Feb

Wowstara

   Posted by: Scrivener   in Ostara, wicca, Wiccan, Wiccan Rituals, witchcraft

Wowstara logo design by Terry J Kunkel



A World of Warcraft© Guild


You will need these items:

  • Altar facing east.
  • Bell
  • Incense (jasmine)
  • Ritual cakes (hot crossed buns)
  • Wine or Ale (a white wine or light-colored ale)
  • God/Goddess candles
  • Red (fire) illumination candle
  • Quarter Candles – Green (North), Yellow (East), Red (South) and Blue (West)
  • Matches or lighter
  • Athamé
  • Besom
  • Chalice for Libation for God and Goddess
  • Libation Plate
  • Cauldron
  • A wreath of flowers for the Spring Queen.
  • As many cords as there are witches present.
  • Spring flower decorations for the altar.

Preparation

  1. A bowl of hardboiled, scarlet-dyed eggs should be nearby for the choosing of the Spring Queen.
  2. The wreath of flowers should be on the altar for the choosing of the Spring Queen.

Cleansing Sacred Space

(Maiden sweeps. Next, she lights the Goddess and God candles, the illumination candles candle)







Entry into Sacred Space


The Challenge

(HPS rings bell three times)

HPS: Attention. Harken for the bell and gather in thy assigned places. Prepare for admission into the circle.

HPS: This time is not a time; this place is not a place; today is not a day; and this night is not a night. I stand at the threshold between the worlds. I stand ready to part the veil of mysteries. May the Ancient Ones help and protect us on our journey.

Blessed be.

Coveners: So mote it be.

HPS: (Challenges each covener by pointing her athame against their breast)

Better, you should run thyself through on mine blade than to enter here with malignity or fear in your heart. What say you? How dost thou come here?

Covener: In perfect love and perfect trust.

HPS: (Admits covener into the circle)

HP: (After being admitted into sacred space, the covener approaches the HP who then smudges the covener with sage or lavender. When this action is completed, the covener moves to their place about the altar.)






Attunement


HPS: This is an exercise which shall help us to combine and harmonize our energies. It is simplified version of the middle pillar exercise from Qaballistic ceremonial magick.


Stand relaxed but upright with your spine straight.

Inhale, then exhale.


Visualize the energy of the moon as bright while stream of light shining down upon your head


Begin to breathe in slowly to a count of three; hold this breath for a count of three, and then slowly exhale to a count of three. Then hold at the bottom for a count of three and then begin again.


While you are breathing, pull this light energy into your body. Let the light fill you until you are translucent and fairly glowing. Then let the light go and sink into the ground at your feet.

Let’s do this visualization for a total of three breaths.


Now let’s do this again but instead of grounding the energy, let it circulate around your aura in a circle. Visualize this energy coming out of the top of your head and going around the outskirts of your energy field, one stream going to the left and the other stream going to the right. The two streams should reconnect at the feet and enter back into the center of your body.


Let’s do this for three breaths.









Consecration of Water and Salt


Charge at the Pentacle

(HPS and HP with athames over their hearts and the other hand on the pentacle, bend in silence for a moment. During this time, they silently ask the Lord and Lady for strength and guidance.)

Blessing the Salt

HPS: (places dish of salt upon the pentacle)

I consecrate you, creature of salt to service of the Goddess,

Seasoning for magick, element of Earth, added to the waters of rebirth,

Serve us now so that we may complete the Great Work.


I cast from thee all hindrance and malignity,

So that in my works of magick you may well serve me.


All: So mote it be.

(HPS removes the dish of salt from the pentacle and then places the dish of water upon the pentacle. Then she takes the salt and using her athame drops into the water three measures of salt. She stirs the water three times with the tip of her athame. HPS sets the salt aside.)


Blessing the Water


HPS: I consecrate you, creature of water to service of the Goddess.

In this way, recall the seas, the Cauldron of Life, the vessel of our birth and rebirth,

And spring rains which bring life to the earth, aid us now in our works.


I cast from thee all hindrance and malignity,

So that in my works of magick you may well serve me.


All: So mote it be.

Blessing the Air

(HP places the censer containing incense upon the pentacle)


HP: I consecrate thee O creature of Air to service of the God,

Bringer of both spring breezes fair, and March’s changeable weather,

Your power of intellect we call now upon you to share.


I cast from thee all hindrance and malignity, so that in my works of magick you may well serve me.

All: So mote it be.

Blessing the Fire


(HP lights the incense)

HP: I consecrate thee O creature of Fire to the service of the God.

Signifier of the Sun, and light of magick’s pyre,

Burn brightly this spring night so we might know wisdom’s light.


I cast from thee all hindrance and malignity, so that in my works of magick you may well serve me.

All: So mote it be.


(HP sets the censer aside.)



Circle Casting


(by Earth)


HPS: (Addressing the coven)


While we cast the circle, I want all of you to concentrate and focus your energy on erecting the temple. Pull the energy, from the ground, from air, from the moon, from anywhere. Concentrate it within you, and then send it unto the sword or athame, or to me. Sense and see the glow and blue flame from athame tip to ground below and know that when I pass the circle is cast.


(HP and HPS take their athames and trace the sacred circle. If desired, they may leave a doorway in the northeastern quadrant. They walk together with the HP’s hand upon the HPS’ shoulder.)

HPS: I conjure thee, O Circle of Power, to be a meeting place of love, joy, and truth—a boundary between the worlds of men and the Realms of the Mighty Ones, a rampart and Protection against all wickedness that shall both contain and entertain the powers raised within. Wherefore do I consecrate thee in the name of Cenarius, the Lord of the spring Sun and Elune, the Lady of the Moon.



Strengthening the Circle


(by Water)


(Witch 1: Sprinkles the salt and water mixture around the circle)

Witch 1: Rain of water and salt sprinkled upon the ground,

This blessed water sprinkled round, and round.

Protect us from wickedness and make our magick sound.


(Witch 1: When their circuit is completed, they replace the water upon the altar.)


(by Air)


(Witch 2: takes the censer and walks about the circle)

Witch 2: Into the night sky, incense smoke, roil, rise, and writhe,

This smoke takes our intentions to the skies

Sunder us from the mundane like a scythe.


(Witch 2: When their circuit is completed, they replace the censer upon the altar.)



(by Fire)


(Witch 3: takes a candle and walks about the circle)

Witch 3: Fire, shine true and bright,

Aid, grant clarity of sight,

Mayest the Gods be with us this night.

(Witch 3: When their circuit is completed, they replace the water upon the altar.)




Calling the Quarters

East Hail, Guardians of the East: Elemental Spirits of Air,

Spring breezes fill the air, bringing fragrance of new growth, and insight fair.

I invite you to our circle on this Equinox of the lengthening light,

To witness and protect our sacred rites.





(Draw the invoking pentagram of Air)



South Hail, Guardians of the South: Elemental Spirits of Fire,

Increasing light warms, flares, igniting our passion to dare.

I invite you to our circle on this Equinox of the lengthening light,

To witness and protect our sacred magickal rite.



(Draw the invoking pentagram of Fire)



West Hail, Guardians of the West: Elemental Spirits of the Waters,

Moonshine and spring rains upon my windowsill; new strength of will flows from thy waters.

I invite you to our circle on this Equinox of the lengthening light,

To witness and protect our sacred magickal rite.




(Draw the invoking pentagram of Water)


North Hail, Guardians of the North: Elemental Spirits of the Earth.

Your quiet, patient tending, never ending, helps our gardens grow plants of worth.

I invite you to our circle on this Equinox night,

To witness and protect our sacred magickal rite.



(Draw the invoking pentagram of Earth)







Drawing down the Moon



Invocation to the Goddess


HPS: (HPS in mortal aspect begins the invocation to the Goddess)

Elune, triune nature’s Queen.

Who walks among the lands between.
From moonless dark of night to spring sunlit day,

You lead Thy children and teach the mysteries of the way.
No man, no elf, nor any other child of Azerothian race,

Denies Thy magick nor Thy ageless grace.

Or takes offense to winter’s cold,

For through Her rest spring is born into summer gold.
So take my hands by crafted light.

Take my arms with cunning might.

Take my voice and be my words.

Take my soul of triple thirds.
Become my flesh and fill my blood.

Infuse my bones with mystic flood.

And speak we two as name’s invoked.

Thy will in me. Thy will evoked.


(HPS is now aspected as the Goddess)

I am Bright Elune, Goddess who brings forth life anew.

From winter slumber in the spring I rise renewed.


Through my voices, my many names are told.
As Tyrandes I hunt as the Earth Mother I hold.
As Fauna, and, Therazane, and Neth,
I am eternal beyond even Death.

Though at times clothed in shadow, I never die,

To teach you the way of the light, I’ll be with you during your magick rites.

The likeness I steal from my Lover, Cenarius, and Son.
His image and death in My eyes are one.

But through My embrace, My children shall rise.
No emerald dream shall enslave. No fate can disguise.
All those among them, the weak and the strong.
The wise and the lost, to Me all belong.

And need Ye to find Me, Ye need only call.
On sabbat or moon, in winter and spring, I listen to all.
My wings are the wind. My blood is the seas.
My womb is the earth. My arms are the trees.

And these Mine own gifts to all I bestow.
Of magick and sight to cure and to grow.
But mark Ye this well when dark aims invade.
From evil of heart, My teachings soon fade.

So go Ye in love and take what Ye need.
My flesh be Thy feast though take not with greed.
And those of the Wise whose beckon I know,
May balance preserve Thee, above and below.


(HPS lights the Goddess candle.)


The Charge of the Goddess


(HPS as the Goddess Herself, the HPS turns to face the coven.)


HP: Listen to the words of the Great Mother, she who

of old was called among Azerothians, by names to many to name including the White Lady, Elune, Earth Mother, and the Goddess of the Moon.


HPS: Whenever ye have need of any thing, once in the month, and better it be when the moon is full, then shall ye assemble in some secret place and adore the spirit of Me, who is Queen of all witches.

There shall ye assemble, ye who are fain to learn all sorcery, yet have not won its deepest secrets; to these I will teach things that are yet unknown. And ye shall be free from slavery; and as a sign that ye be really free, ye shall be naked in your rites (under your clothes if you like); and ye shall dance, sing, feast, make music and love, all in My praise. For Mine is the ecstasy of the spirit, and Mine also is joy on earth; for My law is love unto all beings.

Keep pure your highest ideal; strive ever towards it; let naught stop you or turn you aside. For I am the secret door which opens upon the land of youth and Mine is the cup of wine of life, and the Cauldron of Rebirth, which is the Holy Grail of immortality.

I am the gracious goddess, who gives the gift of joy unto the heart of all. Upon earth, I gave the knowledge of the spirit eternal; and beyond death, I give peace and freedom, and reunion with those who have gone before.

Nor do I require sacrifice for behold, I am the mother of all living things, and all life is precious to Me therefore, I pour my love out upon the earth.

HP: Listen to the words of the Star Goddess; she in the dust of whose feet are the hosts of heaven and whose body encircles the universe.

HPS: I who am the beauty of the green earth

And the white moon among the stars

And the mysteries of the waters,

I call upon your soul to arise and come unto me.


For, I am the soul of nature that gives life to the universe.

From Me all things proceed and unto Me they must return.

Let my worship be in the heart that rejoices, for behold-

All acts of love and pleasure are My rituals.


Let there be beauty and strength, power and compassion,

Honor and humility, mirth and reverence within you.

And you who seek to know Me, know that your

Seeking and yearning will avail you not, unless

You know the Mystery:


For if that which you seek, you find not within yourself,

You will never find it without.

For behold, I have been with you from the beginning;

I am that which is attained at the end of desire.




Drawing down the Sun


Invocation to the God

HP:     You are the stag of seven tines.


You are the Lord of all things wild,


the consort of She whom we adore and soon again, you'll be her child.


You have many names, Nozdormu, Ursol, and Ursoc, or Malygos,


but most know you as the Sun of She whom we adore, Cenarius.



Although the oak grows, and the holly is becoming wan,


Today you begin to gain your might on this equinox and the lengthening of the light.



You are the stag of seven tines.


In your honor, we light the balefires until the smoke climbs to the stars from a thousand sparking spires.


Strike the harp. Gather the flutes, drums, sing, and dance in honor of you for Spring is here to banish winter darkness.



You are the stag of seven tines.

Great Father, return to Earth, again,

Come at my call and show Yourself to men.

Bear, Cheetah, and Panther, upon the wild hill’s way,

Lead us from winter’s night into spring day.

Forgotten are the ways of sleep and night—

Men seek for them whose eyes have lost the light.

Open the door of dreams, whereby men come to thee.

Ruler of wild things, Descend upon thy servant and priest;

O answer unto me.


(HP lights the God candle.)

Charge of the God

HPS:
Listen to the words of the Horned God,

The Guardian of all things wild and free,

Keeper of the Gates of Death,

Whose Call we all must Heed:

HP: I am the fire within your Heart,

The yearning of your Soul.

I, the Hunter of Knowledge, Seeker of the Holy Quest

I, who stand in the darkness, am He whom you call     Death.

I, the Consort and Mate of Her whom we adore,

Beckoned forth to Thee,

To learn the secrets of Death and Peace,

Come thou unto me.

HPS: Listen to the words of the Horned God, he who rules the wild places and at whose feet D Èth shall place you when you reach life’s rest.

HPS: I am corn at harvest and fruit on the trees.

I am He who leads you home.

With Scourge and Flame, Blade and Blood,

These are mine own gifts to thee.

Call unto me in the forest wild and hilltop bare,

And seek me in the Darkest Night.

I, who have been called by many names including Ursol, and Ursoc, Malygos,

And Cenarius.

Speak to thee in thy search, Come to dance and sing;

Come live and love; behold this is worshiping.

I, am thy Father. You are my children. On swift night wings,

it is I who lay you at the Mother’s feet;

to be reborn and to return again to seek .

Know me, I am the untamed wind,

the fury of storm.

Seek me with pride and humility,

and passion in your Soul.



Statement of Purpose

HP: Once more, again and again, eon after eon, the wheel of the year turns from darkness to light. Today is the celebration of the spring equinox: the first time this year that the sun shares an equal amount of the day with the dark of the night. However, from this day forward until the summer solstice the days will lengthen and warm.

Therefore, to honor the God and the Goddess, we have gathered here to celebrate the sabbat of Ostara—the spring equinox.




Main Working

Rekindling the Fire

HP: (stands in the East)

HPS: (stands in the West facing the HP across the cauldron. The HPS carries the wand in her right hand.)

Coveners: (array themselves about the circle.)


HPS: We kindle this fire today

In the presence of the Holy Ones, without malice, without jealousy,

Without envy, without fear of aught beneath the Sun,

But the High Gods, the Old Ones, and the Wise Ones.


Thee we invoke, O Light of Life,

Be Thou a bright flame before to light the night,

Be thou a guiding star above us;

Be thou a smooth path beneath us;

Blaze forth in our hearts a flame of love,

For neighbor, and kindred, foe and friend,

Let our compassion shine as though the sun above,

And for the beasts and birds of the wild places you love.


O radiant Son God of the Goddess divine,

From the lowliest to highest of all,

Show forth thy wisdom’s warming light to shine,

For us, for kindred kind, for all creatures great and small.


HPS: (Holds the wand aloft while walking slowly deosil around the cauldron until she is standing in front of the HP.


HPS: O Sun, be thou armed to conquer the dark.


HPS: (Presents the wand to the HP and then stands aside.)


HP: (Accepts the wand)


I am here to light your way.


(Holds the wand high in salute and returns it to the altar.)


Maiden: (Presents lighter or a lit taper—which she lit from the altar—to the HPS. The maiden steps aside.)


HP: (Lights the cauldron candle with the taper/lighter and then hands the taper/lighter back to maiden who replaces it on the altar.)


Power Raising

HPS: (Leads the coveners in a power raising chant before the seeds of magick working)

Within the earth a tiny seed

sends shoots towards the Sun

The Maiden sings her song of spring

And the blooming has begun


Call the seed, the root, the bud

Call the Sun so bright

Sing your song and bid farewell

To the cold of winter’s night.


O lady of the scented leaves

Lay your cloak of vibrant green

Dance the wheel and dance the world

At the blooming of the land.


Within the egg the serpent sleeps

before the break of day

In colours bold he cracks the shell

And wakens all the fae


The ground is split by growing things

That weave upon the hills

The vines and flowers join the dance

To clothe the winter’s chill


O lady of the scented leaves

Lay your cloak of vibrant green

Dance the wheel and dance the world

At the blooming of the land.

Planting the Seeds of Magick


Maiden: (Distributes packets of seeds… When all coveners have a seed packet, the HPS continues speaking.)


HPS: Spring is the time of renewal, growth and of planting. It is the time of year when the dark months are behind us and we look forward to the lengthening days of spring and the eventual warmth and abundance of summer.


In times past when we have stood in this circle, we’ve raised power for change in our lives and tonight we’re going to do much the same with a twist. Instead of focusing our energy on the mundane we’re going to push our magickal envelopes. Tonight, explore your wildest magickal imaginings. Think about what magickal feat you’d like to accomplish in the coming springtime. Maybe you want to raise dragons. Maybe you want to join a faery ring. Maybe you finally want to find the courage to meet your animal or spirit guide. I don’t know—but whatever task you choose make it magickal, and make it bold. Stretch your imaginations!


Now, focus your intent of the magickal transformation or action you want to perform upon your packet of seeds. Be very clear about what it is you want.


(HPS pause for few moments to let the coveners focus their intent.)


Next, reaffirm and believe in yourself and your power. Remember if what you seek you do not find within, then you shall never find it without.


(HPS pauses again for a few moments.)


Finally, just as a tree grows, blooms, and then bears fruit, visualize your magickal endeavor come to fruition and how you’ll enjoy the fruits of your success.


(HPS pauses again for a few moments.)


But like any good spell, a plant must be cared for and nurtured. Therefore, take these seeds when you leave this circle and plant the seeds of magick. Know that as your seeds grow, and thrives as plant, so does your power. Each day when you see your seeds growing it shall be a talisman and testament to your power of will and magick. Take good care of these seeds so that your magick may grow.


Now to give these seeds a good start, to emphasize that the power and the magick reside within us, we’re going to do a circle chant. Beginning with the person to my left, each of you in turn shall say the following:   �


I am the flow and I am the ebb;

I am the weaver and I am the web.


(The HPS indicates who should start the chant then each covener in turn chants the above refrain.)


Covener: I am the flow and I am the ebb;

I am the weaver and I am the web.


(The chant continues around the circle, each covener trying to say their piece more intently than the last until like a wave, it reaches the HPS/HP.)

HPS: I am the flow and I am ebb;

HP: I am the weaver and I am the web.

All: We are the flow and we are the ebb.

We are the weavers and we are the web.

HP: (Next, the High Priest names one of the women to be the Spring Queen and stands her in front of the altar. He crowns her with the chaplet of flowers .The High Priestess then presents the Spring Queen with her bouquet. Then, starting with the Spring Queen, everyone jumps over the fire, singly or in couples, not forgetting to wish.)



Consecration of the Wine and Cakes (Symbolic Great Rite)


Great Rite (Symbolic)


(HPS takes the chalice and the HP stands before her holding his athame.)

HPS: You are the bright sun and staff of Cenarius.

(HP lowers his athame into the wine)

HP: And you are Elune, the Grail of the Moon.

HPS/HP: And together we are one.

(HP replaces his athame upon the altar.)

Consecration of the Wine

HPS: (lays her athame down and places the chalice on the pentacle.)

HPS: May this offering to the God and Goddess keep us from ever knowing thirst.

Consecration of the Cakes

HPS: (removes the chalice and replaces it with the plate of cakes before the. She touches each cake in turn with her athame.)

HPS: May this offering to the God and Goddess keep us from ever knowing hunger.

Simple Feast (Cakes and Ale)

Note: the ceremony of Cakes and Ales now proceeds according to the HPS’ wishes: either the plate and chalice is passed from covener to covener and they serve themselves or each other according to coven custom or the HPS and HP proceed from covener to covener serving them and finally each other.

HPS: (When all of the coveners have partaken of the simple feast, the HPS places some food and drink in the libation bowl. HPS raises the libation plate in salute.)

HPS: To the Gods.

Coveners: To the Gods.



Closing the Circle

Release of Deities

Release of the Goddess

HPS: (faces the altar, assumes the Goddess position—or alternatively salutes with athame—and recites)



Queen of the Universe who wears a mantle of stars on this first spring night,


We gathered to bid hail to your Sun's warmth and light.


We thank you for your attending and witnessing these rites.


With your help, we shall start down the path to wisdom's light.



For this boon, and glimpse


Of your magick, and mystery,


We salute and thank Thee.



Alas, our time together now is past.


We bid thee farewell.


Stay if you will and join our repast.


Leave us if you must.


Ere you leave us, know that all who met here


Did so in perfect love and perfect trust.
					
HPS:  (Extinguishes the Goddess candle)

Release of the God


HP: (Assumes the Osiris position)

Thou art the Stag of Seven tines.

He who’s power is wide as the flood on a plain.

Your wisdom stretches like a hawk across the sky,

Who but you with smoke and fire sets our heads alight?

We bid thee farewell as well as welcoming the sun and its warming rays,

And, we thank you for this spring boon which brings the lengthening days.


For this boon, and glimpse


Of your magick, and mystery,


We salute and thank Thee.



Alas, our time together now is past.


We bid thee farewell.


Stay if you will and join our repast.


Leave us if you must.


Ere you leave us, know that all who met here

Did so in perfect love and perfect trust.

HP:  (Extinguishes the God candle)

Quarter Dismissals

(The HP follows the HPS around the quarters—except where noted—while the rest of the coven remain in place around the circle but mimic the HPS’ gestures. At each quarter, the HPS and HP salute the quarter with their athames. After the dismissal, the HPS, HP, and coveners, draw the banishing pentagram. The banishing pentagram of Earth shall be used for all dismissals.)

North Hail, guardians of the North, Elemental Spirits of Earth.

On this first day of spring light, beneath the Sun’s light,

We thank you for witnessing and protecting our sacred magickal rite.

Go if you must; stay if you will; but know that we met in perfect love and perfect trust.



(Draw the banishing pentagram of Earth)



West Hail, guardians of the West, Elemental Spirits of Water.

On this first day of spring light, beneath the Sun’s light,

We thank you for witnessing and protecting our sacred magickal rite.

Go if you must; stay if you will; but know that we                         met in perfect love and perfect trust.




(Draw the banishing pentagram of Water)


South Hail, guardians of the South, Elemental Spirits of Fire,

On this first day of spring light, beneath the Sun’s light,

We thank you for witnessing and protecting our sacred magickal rite.

Go if you must; stay if you will; but know that we met in perfect love and perfect trust.



(Draw the banishing pentagram of Fire)



East Hail, guardians of the East, Elemental Spirits of Airs,

On this first day of spring light, beneath the Sun’s light,

We thank you for witnessing and protecting our sacred magickal rite.

Go if you must; stay if you will; but know that we                         met in perfect love and perfect trust.



(Draw the banishing pentagram of Air)






Opening the Circle


(HPS and HP face the altar together. The Deities have been thanked and the Quarters dismissed, therefore, the next action is to ‘take down’ the circle. Since the circle was thrice cast, it should be thrice unwound. Also, because the circle was cast deosil it should be undone in a widdershins direction.)

HPS: O Circle of Power, as I have conjured thee I now release your energies into this blade.

(In your mind’s eye, see the circle dissolve into a wispy energy smoke, which the glowing blade readily absorbs)

Where there once existed a rampart between this world and the Otherworld, the rampart is no more. Once again, our realms are separate. However, the love and joy with which we met here tonight remains undiminished.

HPS:    
(Rejoins the HP at the altar and then together they face the rest of the coven)


Just as the holly must yield to the oak, and the stars set when dawn begins,


Just as the spring equinox signals winters's end, it is time for us to leave this realm of magick, mystery, and the circle of our ancestors and friends.



HPS:        The circle is open, but remains unbroken.


            Blessed be.


Coveners:    Blessed be.


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5
Feb

Group Mind Exercises

   Posted by: Scrivener   in Group Mind, Health, Physical Fitness

Group mind exercises are another way the Circle of the Dark Moon distinguishes itself from the crowd of blessed-wannabes. Our tradition stresses the use of magick; and magick is hard work. Hard work requires that our bodies be in the best possible physical condition—or at least that we’re making strides in that direction. If indeed we are reflections of the Gods, or at the very least stewards of this human coil gifted to us by the Divine, then it certainly behooves us to take good care of our bodies. However, group mind exercises are more than just physical conditioning; otherwise, marines would be the most powerful wizards ever. Group mind exercises also cultivate mental and magickal harmony.

Have you ever been in a room with multiple tuning forks vibrating? The forks vibrate at perfect pitch filling the room with rich harmonics. Now imagine someone walks into the room and drops a glass. The glass shatters. A discordant crashing cacophony jangles and smashes the soothing tones until they, like the once whole glass, lie crushed and broken upon the floor. A similar discordant note in a magickal circle, either physical or mental, can be the difference between a successful working and working with a magickal dud.

I’ll admit that my physique could use a little bodywork too. I’ve gone from being in marathon shape to needing to lose 20 or more pounds. In keeping with leading by example, I’ve added supplemental workouts to my daily regime of 2 to 4 mile walks. These activities are in addition to a daily meditation. In fact, I usually use the daily walks with my dog, Gaia, as a type of moving meditation. Additionally, I do a sitting meditation each day.

The military calls it “team building,” social scientists call it “collective intelligence,” and the magickal community refers to it as “group mind.” No matter whether it’s bonding with squad members, or combining individuals into something larger than themselves to overcome social bias and groupthink, or standing inside a magickal circle during ritual or spell work, it is proven that those who share activities together perform better together. With that in mind, and some of those New Year resolutions as well, the Circle of the Dark Moon invites you join in its group mind exercises held each Saturday afternoon prior to the first-degree classes.

Tai Chi, gentle yoga (no pretzel poses), nature walks, and guided meditations are some of the proposed activities. We plan to rotate the type of activity in order to try to offer exercises that everybody likes. Sometimes, this activity may be combined with class time for field trips. However, you do not necessarily need to be a registered student to partake in the group mind exercises and are always welcome to remain afterward and take in a class.

In the future, we might expand the list of activities to include bike rides, runs, and physical training that is more strenuous. However, for now, we’re going to stick with less arduous exercises as the point to these exercises is to increase rapport among our members, thereby making you a more effective member of the Dark Moon Circle, and making you more successful in your own magickal practice, and not necessarily to raise your heart rate.

It is suggested that you arrive 15 to 20 minutes early so that we are ready to start precisely at 2:00 PM as classes start at 3:00 PM and there won’t be time for a delayed start of this activity.

It is recommended that you wear comfortable loose-fitting clothes. Bring whatever equipment and refreshments you feel you’ll need after the exercises, as spare equipment and refreshments may not be available since this a free activity.

The activity of the week will be announced beforehand via email. If you have any questions, contact the organizer of this event.

5
Feb

Imbolg 2010

   Posted by: Scrivener   in Imbolc, Imbolg, Oimelc, Oimelg, Sabbats, wicca, Wiccan, Wiccan Rituals, witchcraft

What do groundhog s and the lactation of ewes have in common?

In this day probably nothing, but once upon a fairer time, both pointed reassuringly (at least as long as the groundhog didn’t see its shadow) to the lengthening of days and a return to springtime warmth. A quite literal translation of the Celtic—Old Irish— word, Imbolg (actually, Óimelc), is the lactation of ewes. Some also claim the word means, in the belly, but I believe that definition is probably a debasement of the word’s true meaning. I any of you reading this are more expert in Gaelic than me, feel free to correct my assumptions. Finally, since the Wiccan Sabbat, Imbolg, and Groundhog Day celebrations occur on the same day, you now know the connection between the two events.

Our coven, the Circle of the Dark Moon, like so many other Wiccans celebrated Imbolg this past Tuesday evening. Barb, one of our second-degree students, led the ritual. She also did a fine job of writing said ritual. The main working of the ritual was an Earth-healing dance and chant, which was appropriate since our tradition focuses more on the agricultural aspects in this the first of the fertility Sabbats.

Afterwards, we had a potluck dinner that featured many traditional Celtic foods. Scott, Barb’s son, and one of our first-degree students, prepared an Irish stew with a curry kicker. He also brought freshly baked bread. Michelle (first-degree student), brought a warm milk prepared with turmeric and cinnamon. The only way that drink could have been more appropriate for the Sabbat was if she had used ewe’s milk. Even though she was not assigned anything for this food rotation, Elaine (first-degree student) volunteered to bring the paper plates and plastic ware so that cleanup was a breeze—a fact that was not lost on my grateful wife. For dessert, there was chocolate cake. Okay, nothing traditional there, but hey, it was chocolate.

Thanks to everyone who attended, and brought food or consumables, and especially to our guest, Jess, who quite literally and quite appropriately—after all, Imbolg is a fertility Sabbat—had something “in the belly.” Jess informed us that she was five months pregnant and that she’s looking forward to her upcoming wedding. Finally, congratulations to Barb for a fine job in writing the ritual and in performing the Priestess duties. It was a pleasure conducting the ritual with you.

27
Jan

About Us

   Posted by: Scrivener   in circle of the dark moon, Dark Moon, wicca, witchcraft

The Circle of the Dark Moon (CotDM). CotDM is a teaching coven that follows the Dark Moon Tradition. The Dark Moon Tradition is described as a,

“…mix of Alexandrian Wicca, and Ceremonial Magick, with a bit of British Traditionalism, and Gardnerianism ideals included for good measure.”

However, ours is not an eclectic tradition. While we have borrowed ideas from other traditions, we’ve only borrowed similar ideologies, and our teachings reflect a defined path and philosophy.

In circle, and in-group workings, we follow a Celtic pantheon, but encourage our members to form relationships with their own Deities.

We are organized into an outer circle (for casual members), and an inner circle (comprised of initiated members, and members who have a special relationship with us.)

What’s it like joining the ‘dark side’? Well, for one thing, we have better cookies. Of course, we meant the previous remark tongue-firmly-in-cheek. However, we say seriously, be prepared to better yourself, your magick, and your spirituality. We believe you’ll find many advantages to registering at our website, http://circleofthedarkmoon.org for membership. We believe some benefits to registering include the below list:

  • Open Rituals
    • Where all are welcome who come with a sincere desire to honor the Lord and the Lady.
    • Rituals usually start at 8:00PM, and last about an hour with a following potluck.
    • See our calendar page at http://circleofthedarkmoon.org/calendar.asp for more details.
  • Classes in Wicca & Magick
    • Currently we have First Degree & Second Degree classes in session.
    • We also hold online classes via the internet and TeamSpeak software.
      • These are live classes with a teacher which includes lectures, and question & answers sessions.
      • These classes may be applied toward initiation requirements.
    • See http://circleofthedarkmoon.org/classes.asp for more information about our curriculum and registration for classes.
    • Classes are free of charge except for the purchase of books and materials.
  • Group Mind Exercise Sessions (GME)
    • GME is our newest activity. It is a non-ritual, non-magickal, but hopefully still spiritual gathering for socializing and exercising at our covenstead every Saturday at 2:00 PM.
    • Activities include: gentle Yoga, T’ai Chi Chuan, Nature Walks, Guided Meditations, and hopefully in the future more vigorous exercises such as short runs and bike rides.
  • Field Trips and Other Learning Experiences
    • Annual trek to the Georgia Renaissance Faire.
    • Visits to herb farms.
    • Community Outreach programs.
  • An informative website — http://circleofthedarkmoon.org
    • Upon becoming a registered member,or becoming a student,
      • You will have access to our Online Book of Shadows.

      • You will have access to our Wytchboard Forums.
      • You can read about the latest Circle of the Dark Moon news, or just his latest rant in, Scrivener’s Scribblings, our weblog and newsletter.

Finally, we are pleased to announce affiliation with the Aquarian Tabernacle Church.

If any of this information sounds interesting, please avail visit our website at http://circleofthedarkmoon.org or reply to this email for more information.

Brightest Blessings,

Scrivener

Figure 1: This graphic was done in Photoshop 7 (yeah, that's right 7--we don't need no 'steenking' CS3/CS4 here.) The PC pictured is an actual custom-built PC. Its picture was taken from the internet. The PC’s image was then overlaid upon a standard Star Trek type background used so often to show the Enterprise in orbit. Finally, the PC image layer was corrected for perspective so that the computer appears to actually be in orbit.

Figure 1: This graphic was done in Photoshop 7 (yeah, that's right 7--we don't need no 'steenking' CS3/CS4 here.) The PC pictured is an actual custom-built PC. Its picture was taken from the internet. The PC’s image was then overlaid upon a standard Star Trek type background used so often to show the Enterprise in orbit. Finally, the PC image layer was corrected for perspective so that the computer appears to actually be in orbit.

“Mr. Scott, I need warp drive now!”

Warp drive and transporters are back online—well, sort of anyway.

Some of you may remember that our coven and magick school website, http://circleofthedarkmoon.org has been down since late October. During that time, and since then, I’ve been using a Star Trek metaphor—to say nothing of alliteration—to describe my technical travails.

I’m pleased to announce –whom am I kidding, I’m freaking ecstatic—that three days ago, full functionality was restored for the Circle of the Dark Moon website. Boy, I’ve been waiting awhile to make this announcement.

As I said earlier, the trouble started last October, however, the hard drive had been acting up for months. For at least six months prior to the great disk crash of 2009, sluggish performance, system freezes, and boot failures had been a fact of operational life for my aging server/development/gaming platform. Therefore, I had ample warning, and many opportunities to backup the system, which I did religiously every few weeks.

The machine in question was activated in 2005, at a little shop of horrors in Fort Lauderdale, Florida, which built custom PCs. The computer contained an ASUS motherboard with a Celeron dual processor, 2 GB of memory, the highest-end graphics card that its antiquated data bus and AGP graphics port could support, and a stereo sound card. It ran Windows XP SP3, was used to complete my novel, ran my IIS web server, it also ran a MySQL server, and was my personal portal to the World of Warcraft. In its day, this PC was the Enterprise of computers; sadly, today it is a garbage scow, or even worse, an overly large door jam.

So why would a hard disk crashing on my personal PC affect the uptime of a web page you ask. A few words about the topology of the Circle of the Dark Moon web site are in order. Back when I first chose GoDaddy as my domain registrar and web host, I was delighted that they supported a good selection of databases: SQL Server, Access, and MySQL. I was also pleased that they supported .net and IIS web servers as well as Apache. Finally, the price was right and they have actual people you can talk to (and whose native language is English, and are from the United States and not some offshore call center) for technical support and to answer questions. All of these factors led to me choosing GoDaddy as the home for our coven and magick school website.

However, there was a hitch. There always is. Actually, there were two but we’ll speak more of that later. The BIG hitch was that GoDaddy’s implementation of MySQL doesn’t support non-deterministic queries. For those of you who aren’t DBAs, a non-deterministic query is a query that given the same parameters doesn’t always return the same result set. For instance, a query that calls to list all first-degree students, and the current date is a non-deterministic query because if ran on two different dates the query would return different results given the difference in the date values for current date.

Then, I got the bright idea to see if I could manage to circumvent my ISP’s draconian practice of blocking port 80, and learn how to configure a router, and set up a MySQL server and thus serve some of the pages from an offsite server (offsite from GoDaddy’s perspective.)

The other hitch concerning GoDaddy and MySQL is that at that time, GoDaddy did not allow direct access to database management functions. Even now, you’re stuck with using phpMyAdmin, the crappiest control console in the universe, or SSH tunneling if you happen to be on a UNIX server. Therefore, if I have to run a local copy of the database anyway, and then FTP any database updates made to the local copy to the GoDaddy servers, I may as well run my own MySQL server and eliminate the extra steps.

All of these technical meanderings lead us to the near present and the great crash-and-burn of 2009. The hard disk died, and any pages on the site requiring database access, suddenly erred and flared because there was no database to connect to and retrieve information. Yes, for security reasons of my own, I coded the pages to crash ignominiously if a database error occurred.

Post crash 2009, was spent ensuring that the database backups were current and reloading any information that was lost, and trying to come up with a solution that would get the website up again fast so that our search engine ratings wouldn’t tank. Well, they did anyway. During the intervening time span, I managed to get a few of the pages up but for the most part the web site was FUBARed until it could connect to a database.

About that time, to be frank, I just gave up for a while. I was discouraged. I felt that nobody really cared whether the site was up or not. Moreover, why was I doing any of this stuff anyway? What possible difference did I think I was making? I was unemployed. I had no money for a new hard drive let alone a new server; and, porting the entire site (including the pages previously served locally) up onto GoDaddy just seemed fraught with more problems than solutions. I knew that using the old configuration of the website, the code was solid; it worked, and it was secure. I had no idea of what coding changes I would need to make to accommodate GoDaddy’s implementation of MySQL (well, I did and it worried me), and what other ‘gotchas’ (I could imagine) I would encounter following that path. Besides, I figured that if nobody cared about the site, I didn’t need to care either, might as well go play some WoW.

Time passed up to about three weeks ago. After working a couple of spells to ensure a continuation of our meager sustenance funds, I combined some birthday and Yule gift monies and bought a new 500 GB hard drive. The new drive sat on my desk for a few days while I attended to some other neglected websites. I finally installed the drive, formatted it, installed Windows, and hit yet another snag. Apparently, either I misplaced the little blue-green piece of paper with the endless alphanumeric product code, or it was lost in the house fire (Sept. 2008), or possibly I threw it out, mistaking it for a similar piece of paper for a now defunct copy of Office. At any rate, I couldn’t activate my bloody copy of Windows—curse you, and your money-grubbing-damn-the-ease-of-reuse-but-let-no-dollar-go-uncollected minions, Bill Gates. Merrily, it was on to plan ‘B’.

Plan ‘B’ was not without its moments either.

I came up with the bright idea to run the website pages requiring database access from another computer while I fiddled with the original server to get Windows to activate. That idea was okay as far as it went. However, since I’m never one to leave well enough alone; and since I was already mucking about in the database; I thought, why not upgrade to MySQL 5.1 while I was at it. What a great idea, I concurred—not. I was about to break Terry’s prime directive of software development #1,024: when you’re original intent was merely to drain the swamp, and you’re already up to your ass in alligators, don’t go looking for more alligators.

The upgrade to MySQL 5.1 did not go well. Migration tools that were suppose to assist in the effort instead migrated south, corrupting tables, and dropping stored procedures while they went. Then it was time to use the “special” tools to repair what the migration tool had done.

Tell me, why is it everyone of these oh-so-special tools have little to no documentation. On the other hand, if they do have documentation, the documentation is written in such a way that the instructions depend upon having read another document that is no longer included with the current release. In addition, why is it that all these tools can only be used from a C :> prompt and have tens, if not hundreds, of slash command parameters that are only vaguely explained? I’ll tell you why. In programmer/hacker/slacker subculture, the feeling is that if it was hard to write, it should be hard to understand and use as well. Sounds to me like a recipe for techno-has-been job security, even if that ‘job’ is writing open source software for no pay.

The people who write these tools (and are probably very gifted programmers) need to understand that while real men code only at the C:> prompt, and assemble bytes through sheer force of will and their bare hands, that real design work is done with the aid of a visual interface.

One MySQL rollback to version 5, an installation and configuration of IIS, and router reconfiguration later and the Circle of the Dark Moon website is finally up again. So while work continues on the original server, at least the coven has a website again. Users may notice the computer being used as a server now (a laptop), may be a little slower than the previous machine when serving pages. But, eventually, we’ll move the site back onto a dedicated server, and then we’ll have a mirror site to boot. Top that you corporate HR pinheads of little imagination who that said, that because of my background, I couldn’t possibly be hired as a system administrator. After all, I didn’t have a piece of sheepskin that said I had paid the required extortion (tuition) to an institute of higher earning (er, I meant ‘learning’) and as result, they gave me a worthless piece of  paper with nice lettering, and thus deigned to knight me as a DBA/Sys Admin. Remember, the best and the brightest are always self-taught. That fact is paramount to the hacker credo.

Do you want to know something ironic? After all this miscarriage of software engineering, all the battling the slings and arrows of outrageous technological misfortune to resurrect this site, all the pulling one Rube Goldberg software solution after another out of thin air to make things work, do you know who the first visitor was to the site?

It was some pond-scum slime of a spammer from Romania.

Go figure.

22
Jan

Happy Blue Moon & New Years

   Posted by: Scrivener   in Blue Moon

Click the below link for a belatedly posted Blue Moon ritual our coven performed on New Year’s Eve.

Blue Moon 2009-12-31

22
Jan

So Far So Good, So Let’s Press Our Luck

   Posted by: Scrivener   in Uncategorized

Well that was painless enough. But I wonder how Word is going to handle this picture. As you know I like including pictures with my blog posts and am hoping that What I see Ain’t What I’mma Gonna Get when I publish this post.

I’ve found that if publishing a post from MS Word 2007, you usually need to tweak the picture parameters a bit, but not much. Despite that incovenience, it is still more productive to use Word’s blog publising feature than the featureless editor provided by Word Press.

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