Signs from the Universe?

Have you ever had a great idea and gotten super excited about it only to have it all fall apart or fizzle out? Situations change, things come up, or everything is so much more difficult than it’s supposed to be, and we get frustrated, drop it and move on with other projects.  Sometimes it just seems as though something is deliberately working against you and nothing you do can seem to get through the obstacles thrown in your way.

In my experience that’s when you have to remember that withdrawal or retreat is not necessarily failure or loss, but rather a time for regrouping and reassessment. It’s the Universe (or god/goddess) telling us that this isn’t the right time.  Once we have taken the time to think and meditate about the situation we can decide more easily on the correct response.  Sometimes the best thing to do is to cut your losses and move on to something new. Sometimes you need to put it on the back-burner and let it simmer like a good stew. So often we do our very best thinking in the subconscious mind, unbeknownst to our surface awareness, ideas and thoughts bubble away making links and connecting disparate pieces of information to come up with solutions or creative new ideas.

That’s what I hope is happening in my mind at the moment.  I’m trying to come up with a way to combine some (or even all) of my creative loves into a way of supporting myself financially. I have seen many bloggers make the transition from hobby to profession, and I find the idea incredibly appealing. I love the idea that if I’m having a bad pain day I could still work from the comfort of my bed or couch.  The problem I have is that I’m not 100% sure what to choose to blog about. I kind of want to do it all…religion and spirituality, crafts and sewing, art, home decor and even cooking. Is that too much? Too crazy? Do I need to limit my focus and specialize?  I just don’t know. If you have any ideas let me know. I am happy to take on all thoughtful and positive feedback…but please be nice, I’m feeling a little delicate today.




This is the first time I have tried automatic writing using the computer instead of pen and paper. I am surprised how easy it came especially given the fact that my current environment is ideal. I am expecting that when I move into my own place in two weeks time things will be a lot calmer, friendlier and more conducive to this kind of work and that more will come through. I have missed it dearly and can’t wait to get back into it full time. Take care friends. Blessed be. xox

Within lies great possibilities, treasures untapped

Within lies great apprehension, doubts compound

Within lies great power, surging through the core

Within lies the answer, ready to escape


Journey 2013

Merry Meet xox

Hi, my name is Journey. This was a name given to me by a very dear friend a long time ago and I have used it ever  since when doing any of my spiritual work. My personal journey started many years ago, well at birth really, but being stubborn as I am it took a while for it to all sink in and make sense and even longer for me to say out loud what I believed in without fearing the usual sneers, odd looks and outrage for not conforming. It has taken me a very long time to be confident enough to stand up for myself and my beliefs and not give a damn who is offended by this.

So what am I? Hmmmm I really hate labels as inevitably someone will try and call you out and accuse you of not being what you claim because one part of your belief is different to their stereotypical view of what that belief should be. I like to call myself a spiritual being but for practical purposes I guess I am an eclectic witch. I enjoy collecting and casting spells, performing ritual and using natural products around my home environment as much as possible rather than clogging up my psyche with chemical crap. I have always had a special connection with cats (my familiar is my 14 year old black Bersian Sooty) and my “talent” is spiritual writing. I am also an olfactory psychic.

For the last 18 years I have concentrated on being a Mum (I have two sons) and for the last 12 years I was also a dedicated and loyal wife. The last twelve months have been a huge upheaval physically, mentally and spiritually. I was sick and tired of being taken for granted and always having my needs/desires/wants thrust to the back burner. I know had allowed for that to happen over time but there comes a point where enough is enough and I had been moving towards a breakthrough for the last few years. At the start of last year I announced to my family that I wanted to sell up and move 2.5 hours away to relocate in my old home town. They were all for it to my surprise! Mid-way through the year we discovered that my Dad’s cancer had returned with avengence and he was told that this time it was terminal. Late September I told my husband that I wanted to separate and in October my Dad came to live with me and see out the little time that he had left. He and I have always had a close relationship (kindred spirits in so many ways) and although the circumstances of his stay were heart wrenching I will always cherish the time we had together laughing, crying and just being.  I told him that he could feel free to come back and haunt me any time he liked. My wonderful Dad lost his battle on December 11th 2012 and it is still extremely raw for me to talk about him. I miss him terribly.  After the funeral my kids and I moved back to my home town and in two weeks’ time we will be moving into our own place.

I was invited to contribute to this blog by my very best friend whom I have known forever (yes I mean that literally). We were commenting just recently how “strange” it was that we are both in the same place at the same time in the same frame of mind and both trying to focus a tremendous amount of spiritual energy somewhere just not quite sure how we were going to do it. I welcome new views, new ideas, inspiration and yes even criticism where it is due but don’t by any means think that I will be bullied/harassed/persuaded to change my beliefs or practices to suit someone else’s agenda cause it’s just not going to happen. I would like to share my collection of spells, ritual and homemade items to make all our lives a little more fun/better/witchy.

Looking forward to sharing this wonderful trip together. With love and light – Blessed be


Journey xox

Nyx-Goddess of Night

The primeval gods or “Protogenoi” of Greek mythology were the basic components of the universe which emerged at creation. They included Earth, Air, Sea, Sky, Fresh Water, Underworld, Darkness, Night, Light, Day, Procreation and Time. Nyx (Night) was born of Air (Khaos), and breeding with Darkness (Erebos) produced Light (Aither) and Day (Hemera), first components of the primeval universe. Alone, she spawned a brood of dark spirits, including the three Fates, Sleep, Death, Strife and Pain.
The earliest mentions of Nyx are, like so many Greek deities, in Hesiod’s Theogony. “From Khaos (the Gap) came forth Erebos (Darkness) and black Nyx (Night); but of Nyx were born Aither (Bright Upper Air) and Hemera (Day), whom she conceived and bare from union in love with Erebos.” It seems quite natural for Night and Darkness to love one another, but the fact that Aither and Hemera are the products of their union demonstrates an intrinsic belief in the power of the Dark. Darkness is not just the absence of Light, nor is Night only the absence of Day, rather both are seen as powerful deities in their own right.
The power of Nyx is further demonstrated in one of the most famous Greek texts of all time, Homer’s Iliad. Hypnos (Sleep), speaking of Zeus, states, “…(he) would have sunk me out of sight in the sea from the bright sky had not Nyx who has power over gods and men rescued me. I reached her in my flight, and Zeus let be, though he was angry, in awe of doing anything to swift Nyx’ displeasure.” Clearly even the most powerful of the Olympian Gods was subject to the power of Nyx. Another text refers to her as being pained in her heart over ships in trouble, revealing to sailors signs of immanent storms and providing the South Wind as a “kindness to toiling sailors” (Aratus, Phaenomena). Quintus Smyrnaeus’ Fall of Troy refers to Nyx’ kindliness in numerous places, stressing that she is the provider of the “boon of sleep to sorrowing mortals”. The whole world is under her influence once the day is ended, the time comes for rest, for play, for the pleasures of the night.
However, the night holds more than rest for the weary. For the ancients with their limited lighting, the Night was also a time of fears, personified in the dark children of Nyx. “And Nyx (Night) bare hateful Moros (Doom) and black Ker (Violent Death) and Thanatos (Death), and she bare Hypnos (Sleep) and the tribe of Oneiroi (Dreams). And again the goddess murky Nyx, though she lay with none, bare Momos (Blame) and painful Oizys (Misery), and the Hesperides . . . Also she bare the Moirai (Fates) and the ruthless avenging Keres (Death-Fates) . . . Also deadly Nyx bare Nemesis (Envy) to afflict mortal men, and after her, Apate (Deceit) and Philotes (Sexual Intercourse) and hateful Geras (Old Age) and hard-hearted Eris (Strife).” Some authors also claim the Erinyes were children of Nyx, though the most popular story gives Uranos’ castration as their cause.
Nyx was rarely worshipped alone, although according to Pausanius she had an oracle at Megara. There was also a statue of her in the Temple of Artemis, at Ephesus, most likely as an adjunct to her role as a lunar deity. However it is not necessary to have a statue or go to a temple to worship Nyx. At the end of every day as the sun sinks into the west Nyx arrives to enfold the world in her dark embrace. Her worship is as close as turning out the lights. Therefore, I would like to finish with the Orphic Hymn to Nyx (c.200BCE):
“Nyx, parent goddess, source of sweet repose from whom at first both Gods and men arose. Hear, blessed Kypris [Aphrodite], decked with starry light, in sleep’s deep silence dwelling ebon night! Dreams and soft ease attend thy dusky train, pleased with the lengthened gloom and feastful strain, dissolving anxious care, the friend of mirth, with darkling coursers riding round the earth. Goddess of phantoms and of shadowy play, whose drowsy power divides the natural day; by fate’s decree you constant send the light to deepest hell, remote from mortal sight; for dire necessity, which nought withstands, invests the world with adamantine bands. Be present, Goddess, to thy suppliant’s prayer, desired by all, whom all alike revere, blessed, benevolent, with friendly aid dispel the fears of twilight’s dreadful shade.”