Daily Prayer to the God

Though Pagan inspired, this simple prayer is non-denominational and a nice expression for the Nature lover who honors the Divine Masculine. Feel free to share this prayer to the God in text (with credentials please) or via the graphic image I made using one of my abstract paintings as the background. Enjoy!


Lord of a thousand winds that blow,
He who is the glittering of fallen snow,
You are the suns rays on ripening grain,
Your spirits found in thundering rain.
You are the mornings quiet hush
 before we awake and start to rush
 about our daily lives.
Great Lord and God, be with us day and night!
Grant that we may use Your light
 to guide us through the days!

"Daily Prayer to the God", ©1996 and graphic ©2012 by Tree Pruitt.

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Hand Rattle with Fox Fur Decoration

Rattle #HM053
 I've recently finished crafting a hand held gourd rattle with natural feather and fur accents. It's as unique as the others I've crafted, but unique in other ways as well. There's no handle; This is a hand held rattle similar to an egg shaker commonly found in music stores.

 (This item has sold. No longer available.)

Reverse side of #HM053

How to play this hand rattle. 

 



The Thing In The Crawl Space

 This Halloween season calls my mind to conjure up some ghostly memories. My childhood home was a very busy place with lots of comings and goings, but not all of the visitors were living. My parents had the place built so Mom was fond of saying that a new home can't be haunted; Many of our living guests would disagree with that statement after having gone into the basement or slept in a certain room upstairs. In fact, we shared the space with various types of haunting over the years.

The basement held different paranormal type treasures to enjoy growing up with, including "the thing under the basement". We had an odd raised portion along one wall that was like a pit filled with gravel for drainage -- technically it was a cut-out in the basement wall. Since it stayed dry, the family stored things back there. It was a narrow difficult space with a few spiders every now and then but lit with no particular reason to feel creepy... but it sure did! Several people reported seeing a black shape moving around in there, and few of us ever crawled into that area readily. Mom said, "If you don't look at it then you won't see it." I did my best to ignore all of the strange things in the house, but one day I did have an encounter with that "thing under the basement".

The "thing", sketch by Tree Pruitt from memory.

 Mom had asked me to get something from that crawl space that was important to her. Wanting to be a good helper I ventured down the top few stairs and waited a moment. There was no scary feeling so I got on with the task. For a child to get into the space something would have to be climbed, so I hoisted myself quickly onto the top of the clothes dryer to the top of the cement wall under the basement. I'd seen the item I'd come for right away, so I scurried into the gravel quickly. The item was jammed under the corner of a box. I managed to raised the box and shift it aside. There, behind the box, sat a black creature with glowing red eyes! I jumped back, pointing at it in fear. I shouted, "No, no, NO!", with the last one sounding more as if I were scolding a bad dog. The thing jumped backwards too as if it had been struck!

With an outline akin to the Hunchback of Notre-Dame it huddled into a far back corner of the crawl space. Mom called out, asking if I was alright. I grabbed what I'd come for and got out of there fast! I was pale faced and sweating as I bolted past my mother. She grabbed me and calmed me down. When I told her what I'd seen she hugged me tight and grumbled about my older sisters having let me watch scary movies. Mom always thought I had a vivid imagination. Whether Mom believed me that day or not, it was thankfully a long time before she asked me to go into the basement again. The glowing red eyes haunted my memory.

The years passed, and I learned to deal with the things I'd see. Living in the house was spooky, scary as heck at times, but never paranormally dangerous. As long as I can remember I've seen people and heard things that others didn't seem to see or hear. During a hospital stay when I was about seven or eight years old I discovered that some of those things were people who had already died rather than my active imagination at work. When I grew up I went back into that crawl space of my old home looking for "the thing under the basement" with my spiritual wards at the ready. I found it right away.

I calmly sat in the gravel facing it. We'd had other less direct encounters throughout my childhood, so by then the thing knew that I could see it. Raising up it's arched back the thing glared those damned red eyes! The gesture was very scary, but after it didn't move forward and I didn't back down, the thing huddled into the far back corner seemingly afraid... of me! I told it that I think I scared it that day when I yelled "no" at it and I was very sorry if I projected energy when I had pointed. I let it know that I didn't mean to harm it then nor did I intend to now. It pulled it's leg shapes in tighter seeming to mewl like a child or a frightened puppy. I'm not stating that this thing is totally harmless but I don't think it ever wanted anything but for us to stay away from it all those years.

 I reached out my energy towards it with empathy, and we made a communication connection. Quick words and short phrases began to echo inside my mind. It couldn't talk like a human spirit or ghost. I wondered, so I asked aloud, "Were you ever a human?" It turned to claw at the cement wall behind it as if in panic. Then it turned back to look directly at me again. I began to feel like I was in the dirt, like having been buried alive but not frightened... it was like I was OF the dirt! Images of a woman ghost I'd previously seen on an adjacent property showed in my mind, then flashed to the soil again, then to the woman, and then to a shadow man that also dwells inside the house. I had a revelation that the "thing" was very afraid of the shadow man!

I asked,"What are you?" It only looked away. I probed the things energy... no, not like any Elemental spirit I'd ever encountered before yet similar. There was something familiar about that energy. That's it... a Familiar, though this was no cuddly black cat crouched before me! There's no way to be certain, but I feel that the "thing" was created by the woman ghost when she was living. Out of a need for companionship, either intentionally or unintentionally, out of her love for the soil beneath her feet she had created a Familiar Spirit. The thing looked back at me then and it's eyes were shaped more like a house cat. The hump on its back lowered, and though it seemed more calm than before it rubbed small hand shapes together as if nervous. I got the feeling that the shadow man wouldn't let the thing leave -- it felt trapped. I felt so sorry for it because it was once a magical thing intended to be a sort-of friend but was now huddled in a corner like an abused pet. This was not a scary evil thing. It was lost without a reason for being.

 Eventually I crawled down from the space leaving the thing alone. I'd basically told it that as long as it had good intentions we could exist together, that it was free to come and go as it pleased. I knew that the shadow man was very negative, but this thing was not. I let it know that the shadow has no power over it. I told it that it was free to return to the Earth if it chose to do so, or it could stay to protect the living from the shadow. Now when I think about the thing rather than having spooky feelings I send out positive love to it and the Earth. It certainly did me some good to face my fear of the unknown with a little kindness and perhaps some understanding.
  

Which Broom

Sigh, I either need to get a new utility broom or leave the yard work to take up vampire hunting as a hobby... see the photo. My old Indian Brand straw broom has had what may be a fatal incident at last. I loved this broom because it's been super tough and maintained beloved garden paths over many years. Sadly, I can't find another of the same brand. It must be time to move on and say goodbye to an old pal!
 It may be obvious that a broom would be an important tool to a witch but some of the ways in which it's magically used might not be so obvious. Leaving flying to the wayside, consider three general categories for brooms... ritual ceremony, kitchen use, and utility or yard work. A broom used for cleansing energy from a sacred space or magick circle shouldn't be the same one used to clean up spilt coffee grounds on the kitchen floor but a witch, or spiritual minded person, can create magic in the moment through awareness of the sacred act of maintaining ones living space via chant, spell, or affirmation while sweeping. A kitchen broom should never be moved from one home to another as it's thought to retain the dirt and negative energy from the old place to the new, thus giving bad luck. I always make a clean sweep after moving by buying a new kitchen broom, but I don't use the same one for outdoor chores.
 A utility broom gets used for sweeping sidewalk leaves, grass clippings, clearing eaves of spider webs, and other things like cleaning the porch. I think this is a different kind of "dirt" than the sort created indoors, and that natural debris doesn't accumulate negative energy like household corners can. When I'm cleaning with the utility broom it's still a sort of ritual act of magic because I know that I am creating an inviting space for us humans plus the non-human inhabitants of the yard.

Inwardly, and sometimes aloud, I speak to the Little People, Brownies, Pixies, or Fairy Folk that might be sharing our yard and invite them in with good will. Keeping porches and garden paths clear makes it easier for them to move into your space, and they will be attracted to a property that is loved. Utility and kitchen brooms are an important part of everyday magic just as a ritual broom works for our special magic spaces. At all times, with any broom, a person sweeping can use that broom to clear away negative energy; The intent will travel through the tool. and everyday actions can hold magic. 

Blogging this today has helped me mourn the loss of my old broom, so I'm off to search for a replacement and glad for the opportunity to encounter something new.

Brightest of blessings!
-- Tree Pruitt

*broom graphic drawing by James Pruitt
referenced 

Rustic Ash Knot Wand

This new natural finished wand is ready to emerge from my witches cabinet to begin its search for an owner; a partner in magic. 15 inches long, and handmade from the same special metaphysical White Ash wood I've offered before, this wand retains the look of a natural tree branch. Small knots have been smoothed over, showing the warm tone of the wood grain beneath the bark. The pommel handle end features a large open knot in the wood which, though rustic looking, is surprisingly comfortable to the touch. The hand rubbed finish has a warm golden tone to the natural tree bark colors of red brown.

Rustic Knot Ash Wand (other items not included).
The ends of this wand hold special features of their own. On the projection tip is a natural clear quartz crystal. The crystal was hand collect in the American West and has a small second point growing off to one side; this stone is active and ready to work! It's set into place with my own tested methods using no power tools; the wood was hand carved to match the shape of the stone like a puzzle piece. The pommel end is shaped simply for comfort. The magickal core is on this end, and is sealed closed with natural paper clay. The ingredients of this core are all plant totems, my Ritual Tool Cleansing Brew, so this is an animal friendly wand.
Crystal tipped projection end.
Overall this wand has the sturdy feel of a work tool yet also a balance of energy suited for all magic uses. A balance of masculine to feminine energy also exists physically in the stick because the wood was gather by my husband and myself plus the shape is reminiscent of both genitalia. Male energy is symbolised by the long projection end and female energy is represented by the "Yoni" like opening of the knot on the pommel, or receiving, end. When the metaphysical properties of the materials are taken into account with the energy the wand seems to exude it could be described as a steady work-horse for all-purpose spells from spiritual protection to healing, evocations and invocations, weather work to Circle casting and more.

Pommel end.
Here are the basic item information tidbits... 
  • Title: Rustic Ash Knot Wand
  • #hm058
  • Material: White Ash wood
  • Size: 15" long x 1" plus (in areas) in diameter
  • Tip: clear quartz crystal, double tipped (hand collected from Montana, USA)
  • Pommel Core: herbal blend (see details above)
  • Finish: natural
  • Crafted through 2010 - 2011, with all materials grown in America
  • Price in USA: $72.00 total with Priority Mail shipping cost included

If you'd like to know if this wand is available just contact me or visit the Witch Whats shop section. All of the spiritual ritual tools that I craft are always only worked on in a positive environment with a ritual mind-set using the highest quality materials possible for heirloom quality authenticity. 
-- Tree Pruitt
 

Rattled To The Finish

 I feel like celebrating at the finish of crafting a particular strange rattle wand for magic ritual spells. It's been two years in the making, waiting for the right things to come together mostly. At the end I already had on hand the final items needed, but it didn't all come together until last night. This project has been strong on my mind with the feeling that a person who needs this rattle may be ready for it soon. Every step of the way I followed internal guidance in selecting the materials to include and how they should go together; I adore how magic reveals itself in this manner of instinctive crafting! I consider an item or material that comes to mind to add to a ritual tool and get either a sharp (no) or a warm (yes) sensation in my center core. After feeling that sensation I turn to various reference materials to confirm that my selection indeed fits into the energy pattern of what I'm crafting and its purpose overall.

What has been created here is native to America, but seems to be more of an African American based Hoodoo tool rather than my usual Indigenous American inspirations. Understand that I am but the crafter, so I can only tell of an objects properties; the owner must decide how the object is best used. My feeling with this piece from the start was that this is a thing to be used for removing and cleaning; spirits, entities, ghosts, possession, Elementals, Shamanic conflict on the Spirit Plane in the Otherworld. Each one of the items used in its crafting has a large amount of associated symbolism that could be interpreted many ways.

I've included a quick snap shot of the projection end of this rattle wand. The main materials used are as follows: Pin Oak wood, a large male rat skull, a young alligator foot, a slice of High John the Conqueror root, grey colored fossil shark tooth, deer leather, black fox fur with a portion of the mouth of the pelt, brass and copper. The skull has been given mock eyes made of orange and blood red fired glass beads. The rattle sound is created by holding the wand upright and shaking the brass cones against the oak and each other.

Now I have one final bridge to cross or question to solve -- how to offer the rattle for a new owner to find? I have a lidded pine wood box set aside that the rattle fits well into, and it could be decorated. It seems like a good idea to offer the rattle with a protective box, especially since this probably isn't an item that would be used on a daily basis. I have also considered the concept of an upright display stand made of wire, but that would leave the rattle exposed to dust and general energy debris. That could perhaps be solved with an acrylic display case engraved with protection symbols. I could also assume that a new owner may already have a storage solution in mind. It's this matter of deciding how to present the rattle that's needed to finish up the project. The right choice will make itself known -- of that I am certain. So, I await the next step in this rattles journey with excitement, wondering how it will evolve and grateful that I was able to take part in its creation!

Thoughts, comments and input welcomed. -- Tree Pruitt