Ding dong- the witch is home

Greetings my dearest blogfriends. How are you guys? Oh, how have I missed you! So, I have been busier than usual with the little witchling and dear husband, my fortune telling practice and my athletic endeavours. Some things had to go as in everything that even resembles a social life. There have been people that could not handle my lack of time, so distances were taken.These things are unfortunate but happen.
There has been an unforeseen development in my life. You see, as of lately I have been working 3+ hours(1 hour cardio to build endurance, 1 hour lifting weights to build strength and 1 hour kickboxing) during the workdays, trying to get better at kickboxing.  You might say I got a little goal oriented(cough, cough ..obsessed). And there has been talk of me entering a tournament. I do not know if this will ever take place, but to even be considered as an athlete by my coaches gave me such a sense of accomplishment. One day, I will seek a more rounded life, but for now I am thirstily enjoying the enormous pleasure of getting bitten up everyday and along the way making some guys not feel so great about themselves. I understand this might come off a bit man hating-ish, but I can not lie it gives me great pleasure to bit up men.  To all my male readers, I love you guys and forgive my unwarranted aggression, but you have to admit that when you watch a girl in a movie bitting up a guy, you inadvertently enjoy it. The idea of it , is  even kind of sexy, not the reality though, because there is a lot of grunting, panting and  sweat and saliva swinging around. Hmm, that sounded sexy as well, but once again just the idea of it, you have to take my word on that. Do you remember that guy from friends, not knowing when to give up, not great survival instincts?That's me now. You can officially call me Pete.

So, I will keep you updated on that front.
Moving on to more magical matters, I have been focused lately on health and strength spell casting. I invoke often Mars and Sun energies. Which, to think of it involves a lot of pentagram marking, blooding drawing and red candles lighting, so my practice has took a more traditional-hollywood kind of turn. This was a fun twist, but all my practice begins and ends always with my undieing devotion and love to Brighid.
Can you believe Ostara is almost here? The Wheel once again is turning, life once again is waking and with it our energy becomes more vivid , sparkly and happy. Oh, I can not wait!
So, to all of you be blessed, be vivid , be sparkly and be happy!


Talking to family ghosts and insanely long update..

Samhein blessings to all!! This was the first one that my little one really quite understood and celebrated. You see we dont celebrate halloween here in Greece, So the grim parts of it seemed to her confusing. But we did do a spell to connect with my dear dead grandma and offered her a piece of chocolate. She used to love dark chocolate... We also sang halloween songs, danced around and filled our bellies with chocolate. We had a grand time.
The Wheel is turning in a not so subtle way. I have witnessed  some beautiful colors on leaves, the skies turning grey, the air got chilly. And although I love the quickening of this majestic season I already miss the Sun.
Life seems more hectic but it feels as if I got the tempo of it. On weekdays after I leave Nefeli at preschool I go to the gym where I do steps while reading a book. Right now I am at Tolstoy's War and Peace, before that I read the adventures of Tom  Sawyer, before that Madame de Bovarie, before that Mrs Dalloway and so on. You see while I was trying to not aggrevate my back i exchanged running for doing stairs and it took me a while to realize I could read while doing my cardio... As you can probably imagine I am beyond excited. After I finish this wonderful process, i do a little bit of weights. I then return home for some yoga on the roof, some cooking and afterwards I work. Most of the afternoons I take Nefeli to our kickboxing practice and if we dont have practice we enjoy some cuddling time at home.. That little witch keeps amazing me every day..  Have I mentioned she had stiches?  She fell at school and when I finally got there to take her to the hospital I went all Cramer vs Cramer and kept running with her on my arms. The little bug scared me half to death.
 My husband has pretty much the same schedule minus the exercise and on opposite times and we spend very little time everyday together and I miss him a lot.
My back is much better, although my hip still clinks which means the tendon has not healed yet. Hormonally, I feel wonderful, I have a healthy metabolism now, I am almost at my target weight(7 kilos to go,) ,  I sleep well, the cold does not bother me, my hair and eyebrows are not falling.. It is weird but everything I went through feels distant and as if from a past life. I wish this happens some day soon with my back as well. The pain to be a thing of the past, something that used to be a part of my life in the past.. I feel i am getting closer. The supplements I am now taking is serrapeptase, curcumin, fish oil, magnesium, a multivitamin,  collagen and, ac vinegar. They worked... Despite their scary amount it is not a weird obsession of mine. These natural antiinflammatories worked... I circulate their intake. Yes, I have a system.. And it works, it got me off painkillers and muscle relaxants. Well, most of the time. Still, to this day the main goal I am working towards is to be free of back pain. It will be amazing if one day i get a more fun goal like a new diploma or something of that sort..
Be witchy, be lovely and have fun!


Witchcraft while stoned...

Greetings blogfriends. I missed you. My silence was caused by my return in a state of constant and unrelenting pain. It lasted a long time, the better part of five months to be exact and only recently it  has been that I begun to notice some improvement. Pain has a way to make fear and despair creep into your soul. Is this going to be the rest of my life? Have I caused something new and severe into my spine that means my everlasting suffering? As usual doctors did not help my state of mind. They wanted me to do a surgery, warning me about loss of mobility. Pfff.. But, some corticosteroids poured into my ass cheek, many hours of exercise, a bunch of pills and many chiropractic sessions later I have started to feel like my self again. All this because I picked my four year old daughter from the floor because she was crying. I have never done that in the past, but an arrogant voice inside me urged me to take her in my arms. I felt it the moment i did, but I did not realize how badly I was injured. It took me about two months before I knew this was not a regular spasm. The power of denial...
Well, I learned my lesson and I am very careful, I hope it sticks after I have completely healed.
On a magical note, my practice seems to grow. Although, there have been periods where the spells I cast were almost always the same, the need for a deeper connection drove me into new paths. I write new spells, I remembered some old ones and I even tried my hand with a cannabis, valerian root and
 passiflora tincture. It was an interesting experience, that when I will be given the chance (child free time) I look forward to repeating. I know it is controversial, and at this point I have to make clear that I do not recommend illegal drug use of any kind to anyone who might be reading this. Not only that but I believe that if your practice is consistent and strong getting an altered state of mind is easy and like everything else just '' muscle memory ''. But my tincture did get me there faster, and I was able to focus and isolate my inner voice easier. It was new to me because I had
 not even tried practicing witchcraft under the influence of alcohol, before that. Except for card readings, I have done that plenty of times. Especially, while young and heartbroken, which was never a great idea.
How about you dear blogfriends, have you ever tried drugs during your spiritual endeavors?


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!!