Save the bees, spread the word...

Greetings blogfriends. How are you doing?  I am worried.  These last couple of weeks everywhere I go I happen to see dead bees. At the beginning,  the witch in me took it as a bad omen.  Bad news and worry on the way, which came true.  But then the bees kept dieing.  I wanted to think it was the sudden changes in the weather or a coincidence.  But even if my experience was a fluke we all know that bees are dieing and the horrific things that this entails for our planet. I never use pesticides, I plant many flowers a year and I leave sugar water on leaves and flowers now and then. I try to buy organic except for when the money difference seems astronomical. But I thought,  if one of you reads this and leaves some sugar water out there,  or plants some seeds,  that it might make a difference for our little friends and so, here I am.
On a magical note,  bees are used in many love spells they represent a love that stings and makes the bound part obedient and willing to make sacrifices. They also represent  and are protected by the fae, so if you are using elemental magic always take care of them. Their coming over one's head means good luck and happiness. Honey is used in many spells to seal something with sweetness or abundance. Never kill a bee for a spell this will have repercussions.  Always,  seek them on the ground in autumn but make sure they are already dead and you played no part on their death.
So, dear witchfriends the next time you light a candle say a prayer for protection for them. They need all the help they can get


Me singing....

Greetings blogfriends. How have you been? I know I have been gone for way too long, but life has just been hectic. Between work,my workouts and spending time with our little family I found myself at times a bit drained. These last few days things finally felt like they began to slow down, so I hope I will recharge soon.I was  gone a while but  I came back to you guys with a treat , or at least I hope it is a treat. Me singing..It was the  first time in public after my health ordeal last year. I still hesitate to sing classical, but baby steps.
So, here is me warts and all(and by warts I mean me  saying the wrong lyrics at some point). I am playing with two of my dearest friends Kelly and Andreas in a municipal hall poetry night.It was very nice and we had a lot of fun. Sorry for the quality but it was not a great camera. I remember a few of you asking me to do vlogs in the past and me being self conscious about my English , so I feel kind of naked here. And if I start overthinking this, I will probably erase the whole thing, so I will say goodnight to you now.
As always, I love you all so much...


I might never be Hulk..

I threw my back out again.  It happened in training, in the most idiotic of manners. I was fine the whole hour, training hard and there was one last exercise that was sort of a red flag. A deep squat with a weight on the shoulders.  And this very fit, very big, very tall, black belt guy said he wouldn't do it because he had back issues.  But then there was this tiny not  very fit lady under 50 kilos pulling it off easily.  And I just had to try it. Which led to me realizing that indeed my back issues are treatable my head isn't.
Why did I do it? If I just skipped that last exercise I would have practiced there all week. Instead I am sitting in my heating pad waiting for my next muscle relaxant and my physical therapy appointment tomorrow. Sometimes the depths of my denial are kind of ridiculous.
So, I am here to admit it.  My name is Georgina and I have a serious back problem. Although,  I have covered great distance I am not Wonderwoman, nor Lara Croft as I often fancy myself. My enthusiastic impulses will not keep getting the better of me. As a sort of punishment - prudent way of action I will not be training for the rest of the week.
Other than that, everything is going smoothly here in our witchy house.  Child, husband, pets and flowers are thriving,  patiently awaiting for me to get better to take care of them and feed them proper meals. Hopefully,  by tomorrow I will be back on my feet. I am very optimistic because this time my back spasm feels to be getting better a bit quicker.  Probably because I took a day off from work yesterday which I never do because of my back, took pills which I also never do and arranged a chiropractic alignment for tomorrow.  Look at me acting like a grown up...
Now I just have to remember I might never get to be hulk...


Like a therapist's couch

Greetings blogfriends. I hadn't written anything here in such a long time.  Sadly,  the reason of my hiatus was that Nefeli was sick for almost three months. She caught one cold after another, and because of all the cuddling I got them all too. It was so frustrating seeing her suffering like that. But we finally came out of it. In the meantime,  I injured myself while cleaning the house and I went through two months of back pain and I also injured a leg muscle. So, I was grounded I could not run, I went for physical therapy and got   some X rays and an mri.  I finally found out what I had. It turned out to be two different stenosis(-es?)and straightening of the lower back because of the pain, but the thing I dreaded and was the reason I was not checking my back out, my dad's autoimmune spinal disease which is hereditary, had nothing to do with my back pain.  It was such a relief to find out I didn't have that. But,  I got all better.  I am on my feet again I even went back to my kick box team. And because I missed the Sun I go up to the roof of our apartment building every day the Sun is out and I do my yoga. I lost a bit more weight which makes a total of 70 kilos(154 pounds) of loss. I tend to get surprised when I catch my glimpse on mirrors. I am almost the half of what I have been. I can't say I am used to the new me. And the weirdest thing is that there are instances I don't enjoy my slimmed face although I am still a little bit overweight.  I guess I am not entirely used to the new me.  Once again this cyber place acts for me as a therapist's couch.
As for our magical lives, I feel more connected than ever. I meditate daily. And sometimes my little witchling helps me in weaving our spells. Every night we cast a fresh spell to her dream catcher to be more effective.  Every time someone bangs a knee or a toe on a corner she casts a spell to make the pain go away.  And everytime there is a storm we go out on our balcony to cast a protective spell for our home utilising the extra energy.  On our magical celebrations we make wreaths. Almost daily we conjure Goddess's energy, we burn incense, chant and ring our bells. She takes most of her baths with essential oils and flower petals. And most of them are teas of lavender and chamomile.  We talk to the fairies and ask them to protect our flowers, animals and plants. To think of it there aren't many mundane moments in our lives.
Now I have to close this post and go take care of her!!

Sending you lots and lots of love!!


A quiet New Year's day

Happy new year dear blogfriends! How did you celebrate?  Well, we were a bit under the weather,  so it was quite intimate.
This morning, I began my New year's preparations by  throwing out all garbage.  I then did a water and salt cleansing potion.  I burned rosemary with mandrake.  I did a Goddess blessing and an elemental blessing and then I drew my tarot cards for each month of 2017. It looks like it is going to be a great year for me!
Then we cut our vasilopita which is a traditional Greek cake  that has a coin in it.  Whoever gets it is supposed to have good luck through the year that comes. Ours was a bit more magical.  It was an apple abundance cake from which we will make an offering to the Goddess and fairies. And to top it all off it was sugarless, very low in carbs and delicious. The only downside was we forgot to take a picture.  It's a shame because me and the little witchling had decorated it,  in a short of "frozen"theme. But we were hungry, and sleepy and sick.  It completely slipped our minds. Well, the coin was in my mom's piece which was great because she got really excited when we called to tell her.
Right now the witchling and her dad are playing with her cars in her motorway, right next to me.  I am sipping nutmeg coffee with milk foam and cinnamon which is my drink of choice with a heating pad on my back, on my rocking chair by the fireplace.  Life is wonderful!   It would be a little more wonderful if we all didn't have the flu and I didn't have menstrual cramps but I am not one to split hairs. Just kidding!  This was one of my all time favorite New Year celebrations.
May 2017 bring peace, love, health and abundance to all!!


A glimpse in my mundane and magical routine

Greetings blogfriends from around the world!  How have you been? I have been really busy trying to get used to to this new daily routine of ours. It is a balancing act that is just now starting to run smoothly.
When the witchling is in school I try to get my workouts out of the way, work a little and do some chores. This is a lot because she is gone for only four hours. Then if I manage to steal some time from work, I give her a bath and give her something to eat before I send her off to her mid-day nap. Then I work until  at nights my husband goes to work and I play a little with her and prepare her again for sleep.  Sometimes,  I work a little more at nights but if I don't,  I get out my pans and cook plenty of dishes to be prepared for 2 or 3 days. Through this tight schedule there is not much time for socializing but I am lucky to work out some days with my best friend and I always try to squeeze in a play date for the witch princess in a week. Finally, Sundays are family time.
This Sunday our grandma and grandpa will join us to decorate our candy Yule tree. Yesterday she decorated some cookies I baked with matching pink sugar sprinkles and hearts with our pink candy tree decorations.  Of course we ate most of them Among us there is no self restraint.  How people manage to keep sweets in their houses for weeks untouched is still a mystery to me. And later tonight we will write Santa a letter. She wants a cinderella book and year long tickets to the zoo.
On my usual magical note, I found myself lately really connecting with two rituals combined into one. I light my three candles for the three faces of Brighid and with three drops of my blood on three red rose petals I summon Her. I meditate and draw my cards ask for guidance and connect. Then I light the four candles around me for the elements. Underneath air's candle there is a piece of paper with health written on it. Under fire's there's the word glow. Under water's beauty and under earth's the word strength.  The words stand for different things at different times, but they are always the same.  I burn my incense,  I burn the papers, I chant my elemental prayer four times.  I ground my self. I give offerings. I take off the candle flames with my left index finger the one I prick.  I thank the Goddess and the powers of the universe and I release the energies.
Have you ever found yourself having a specific ritual practiced routinely?
Many bright blessings.


13 times 13 equals magick!

On November 13 is mine and Petros's 13th anniversary.  Almost 13 years ago we kissed for the first time and we said I love you for the first time.  We were trying very hard not to fall in love because it was sort of forbidden love since my then best friend wanted him and his best friend was my ex. We tried for about two months and that was the night we gave in. These two months felt like centuries in our 19 year old minds. I can remember everything so vividly.  How I used to run the icy cold water in the cafe's bathroom over my hands so I would give them to him to warm them up since it was the only touching we allowed ourselves. How he would touch them with his lips but not kiss them, because that would be wrong.  How everyone else around us seemed blurry and meaningless.  My breath would catch onto my chest while I gazed upon his beautiful hazel eyes and my whole body would shiver at the smallest touch. And when we finally confessed our love to each other it would be the first time each of us had done it. 13 years since my first and most important "I love you". I wished for him my whole young life, before we found each other.  I casted(or is it cast?) a spell asking for him to come to my life. I yearned for him before I even met him.
This year our special day is extremely magical.  It will also be a Full Moon in perigee(supermoon),  that will be the closest the Moon will have been to Earth in all our lives(last time was 1948) and won't come this close again till 2034. It will peak during the morning hours of the next day, so we will enjoy this glorious phenomenon for two nights. I will do my favorite ritual.  Four marked corners with white candles and me in the middle. Under each candle a piece of paper written with a spell.  I will burn the spell times four and chant it times many.
The number 13 is a sacred number as there are 13 Moon cycles in a year. The year (20)13 my daughter was born. November 13th my life changed. And now 13 years have passed!
Thank you Goddess for all the love you've given us!
Blessed be!