Witch Balls: Holders of intention

Briefs and Brooms usually focuses on justice, and often that means looking at the ugliness that shows us there is a need for justice. It is easy for me to forget that magik can be . . . magical!

Witch balls allow focusing energy and intention. The round globe is continuous and a perfect container for long-term vision. Hanging in a window, the ball shows off beautiful selections of herbs or other materials and emits beautiful scents as the sun's warmth come through . . . a reminder of intentions set yesterday or months ago!

My first three witch balls were made on a whim. I had three globes from a chandelier. A little research refreshed my memory on the use of witch balls. One ended up packed down with herbs for protection, one with general prosperity herbs, and one with fun reminders of a friend who moved away (herbs associated with her ancestral path). They hang in my window today, and are a focal point--spurring discussion about my craft.

Later, I made a witch ball as part of a course. This ball incorporated a piece of money (prosperity), a charm, a written intention, and herbs. The ball was smaller and more portable, of the "Christmas" variety. Today, its lavender scent encourages me as I write and plan.

This weekend, I introduced witch balls to a new crowd--planning to take this modality on the road to a party, I realized it would be attended by children. I packed down a supply of beads, sparkles, and fun supplies for kids. The results were amazing as the kids dug in, eager to exhibit their creativity. I told them to pack the balls with things that made them feel happy--and they did!

One packed her ball to the brim--it was so heavy, I had to design a reinforced holder rather than relying on string:

Larger charms that didn't fit inside the balls were tied to the outside!

True to my heart, several chose purples for their balls--here, two bffs made nearly-matching balls:

Stickers can further embellish the exterior of the balls!

The flurry of hands as the kids worked was amazing; they thought of new ideas and reached for new colors and shapes more quickly than I could replenish supplies!:

Beads, glitter (the big kind, so the parents wouldn't kill me), ribbon, stickers . . . .

Making a witch ball is easy and can be fun and profound. 

On my own, I begin with gathering some of my favorite materials and setting an intention. I then add materials charged with my intention and, if possible, associated with the qualities I seek. Some of my favorite herbs are listed here.

Fun add-ins include essential oils like bergamot for attraction or lavender for cooling out. These can add to the scent and intention of the herbs. Written intentions (in corresponding colored ink or on corresponding papers) can add to focus. I even have one ball that includes a folded piece of money--for prosperity! 

Although making the ball can be meaningful when done alone, it is fun is groups (as the above pictures prove). If you would like to "Witch and Wine"--making witch balls or other crafty tools in a group, contact me via personal message.

For those who are more solitary, here's a partial list of supplies to get you started (wine not included!):

Balls or shapes (try fun shapes or designs!):

Don't forget fun fillers and add-ins!:





Nice scents enhance the balls (be sure to leave the top unsealed or otherwise provide ventilation):
Don't forget pretty ribbon or string to hang the ball!:

From Missing Member to Missing: Penis Spell

I recently posted a spell I used to remove someone's penis after he used sexual threat and innuendo on a repeated basis to intimidate my client.

Of all the spells and work that I do, this one tends to get the most attention. It is serious--one wouldn't use this spell because someone stole a parking space or was late for dinner. In fact, in the case where I used it, the spell was not my technique of first resort. I tried negotiating, reasoning, using the legal process, and simpler, positive-outcome and truth-focused spells first.

The spell was effective, and my client made great gains. The sexual harasser's behavior came to light, even in open court. We won the case!

However, more interesting, the harasser has closed up shop. This attorney, who was going to let me keep my license and not get sanctions only if I was a good girl and dropped the case, is going to be no more.

The power of the spells should not be underestimated. As here, words and works can be used to the greater good!

From the sublime to the delicious, there are many ways to incorporate penis magik into your life!

Whomever was doing the rain spell, it worked!

Dark Moon Magick

The dark moon is that time as the old moon has largely waned and the new moon is hardly a sliver.
Since a new moon is beginning, it can be a time to do work for new beginnings--new jobs, new homes, new relationships. However, because of the ending old moon and the relative darkness of the night sky, I like to use the time for clearing out.
This week, I did a simple banishing and hexing spell. I had several lingering enemies, one of which recently--entirely unjustifiably--necessitated my return from a vacation for a hearing that, in the judge's words, wasn't "motion stuff" just "life stuff" that should have been worked out by agreement.
Being a bitch as well as a witch, I already put the wheels in motion for the offending lawyer's young associate, upon whom he depends, to get hired away. By the time the dark moon rolled around, I was ready to seal the deal.
I was ready to seal the deal, but I also was exhausted. This dark moon called for simplicity.
I burned a black Santa Muerte candle, asked for the binding of my enemies, and wrote their names on corresponding paper in colored gel ink (for me, a salmon color that does not appeal to me with nearly-matching ink to represent the way these irritants should fade).
Ingredients:
Black candle (I prefer Santa Muerte)

Colored paper (I keep a pad of various colors on hand)
Pen (I like to coordinate the ink and paper color--closely matching to help the target fade away and lose power)

Write the names of the target and what you want to happen on the paper. This can also be an incantation. Mine was as follows: "X fades away like the ink on this paper and his/her actions are for naught. X and his/her intentions are returned to the void from which they came and have no influence on this plane."

It's Coming Out Day!

It's coming out day, and we celebrate our LGBTQ friends and people of all orientations and genders.
In the meantime, is it time to come out of the broom closet with a pretty like this one?

It's Monday -- Don't Forget to Whip Out Your Craft!

Some people just need a little witchcraft!

Penis Pendants

BOGO! Buying amulets and other props isn't required, but it can help cement intentions. This penis amulet would be great for sex magic or for the penis removal spell--charge with your intention!

Following links on this page may cause filthy lucre to appear in my pockets.

We made it to Friday! Hope you didn't have to unleash the monkeys too many times this week! Time to accessorize for the weekend . . . and upcoming Halloween! This is a great image and greeting for the witches and bitches in your life:

Penis Detachment Spell

There are a lot of positive ways to use penis symbols in magick. That post is coming. This is not that post.

This post is about a wee little man who couldn't keep his mouth shut and lost his most treasured possession, his dick. It is about a man who was warned, kept abusing people, and lost his dick. This is about a man who didn't have much to start with, and now has even less.

For those who believe hexing and cursing should only be done with good cause, rest easy: this spell was worked upon a lawyer who represented a sexual harasser. I regularly represent victims of harassment, and a common theme is to try to intimidate me personally by saying that I can either dismiss the case like a good little girl or "watch porn in front of the judge and jury."

I am not a good little girl.

After multiple warnings in this case, the lawyer would not shut up--persistently engaging in harassment of me and my client that went far beyond advocating for his client. He really, really liked what he imagined to be his sexual power. He would raise the issue of watching porn in front of investigators and judges, delighting when they would shirk and seeming puzzled that I was not intimidated.

In one case, he insisted on watching a particular movie in front of an investigator. She resisted. Finally, she told me and my client to just leave. On my way out, he offered me a copy of his cinematic treasure. I replied I could Google it. He feigned surprise that, "Google has porn?!"

"Don't worry," I replied. "If I can't find it on Google, I'll go to Youporn."

I honestly thought his fat, stupid heart was going to explode.

His aggression did not end with porn. He actively stank. His breath and body exuded an odor that could not have been accidental--like a pile of poop rolled around in week-old vomit and then French kissed an infected pilonidal cyst on Hitler's rotting butt. Knowing his odor made me gag, he would intentionally stand near me and close-talk me. '

Finally, I asked a male lawyer to join my litigation team. After all, my job is to look out for my client, and that can mean keep the spotlight away from me. Asked what he should bring to the first hearing in the case, I replied candidly, "Your penis."

The hearing did not disappoint. Opposing counsel wrapped up the day by handing a drive to me in open court. He announced it was porn.

"Free porn!" I exclaimed, turning to my new male co-counsel. "People pay good money for this!" (He turned red.)

Tired of the abuse and worried for my client, I took action. I decided to deprive the offender of his most treasured possession.

This work could have been done on a full moon, to amplify justice. I did it as the moon waned, to emphasize that I wanted to reduce obnoxiousness, unto depriving this person of his penis.
I used a selection of herbs, which I crushed and applied to a penis candle (warm the candle a tiny bit, and roll in the herbs).

A good list of herbs is here: For this working, I relied a lot on my personal blend (discussed in the link above), Solomon's seal, and galangal. The latter two are more because of the justice aspect of my spell. For an intention like this, I found lots of hot pepper and garlic to be important! In addition, I added Devil's Dung (asafoetida). Many would advocate writing down the name and intention, maybe by inscribing it on the candle or writing it on a piece of paper placed under the candle. These are great suggestions. For this spell, I relied on the roiling anger inside me. On the first night, I cast a circle and lit the candle. I am not a chanter, but I focused my intention on the person and on his penis falling off. I let the first knob of my candle burn down. If using a penis candle, you could do the entire spell in one long night or divide it into parts using pins placed in the candle, or use seven small penis candles!

At the end of each night, I blew out my candle with gratitude. After the spell was complete, I wrapped the ashes and leavings in bio-degradable material (I favor using an old scrap of unbleached paper.) and threw in a swamp area. Did it work? I have not heard of counsel's penis falling off, but he has been chastised. And who wouldn't take a check as a substitute castration? This witch is smiling!

Here Comes Friday!

HERE COMES FRIDAY . . . BREW UP SOMETHING GREAT!

Witching Hours and Holy Days!

Even though the cool winds of fall aren't really here yet (with some of us having an unusually warm fall), it is time to plan ahead for next years sabbats! These are two calendars I used (and loved) in 2017! The datebook has kept me on time (and centered) in court and meetings, and the wall version has provided my family with daily magickal reminders!

Three Gnarled Fingers Pointing Back at You

Royalty-free image from http://www.publicdomainpictures.net.

Of course, not all witches have gnarled fingers. This is a stereotype, and stereotypes are inconsistent with the deep truth-telling that is the work of most witches and other spiritual people. Perhaps as an indicator of this, the most-viewed post on this blog is, by far, about racism in the magick community. It recounts a visit I made to a lecture by a witch I admire, only to have a fellow attendee unload with comments that the surrounding, majority African-American, neighborhoods were "dangerous." She held forth about fear of driving through, much less parking in, such an area. 

While these attitudes, often unconscious, are ugly and deserve examination, most of us work on these issues--on our own or in community. I recently came across an inspiring example of examining and taking responsibility for race-based perceptions. It was the opposite of the ugly attitudes grasped in the previous post. 

Gary, Indiana is 80 percent African-American. It was devastated by white flight, largely in retaliation for electing the first black mayor (concurrent with Cleveland, Ohio). A good summary is here, although Mayor Hatcher, interviewed in the article, has his own viewpoint. 

Around the Northwest Indiana area, Gary is a proxy for (synonymous with) race. For example, a white politician in neighboring Merrillville once gloated in a public meeting he removed basketball hoops from a local park after seeing "people from Gary" playing basketball at the park. Pressed on how he knew the players were "from Gary," he admitted this assumption was based on their being black. Without fail, the local "press" reports crimes by black suspects with more certainty and venom than those by white suspects, and a notable effort is made to tie crimes back to Gary and to scream "Gary" from the headlines. The two "news"papers were early white-flighters, so perhaps they seek a post hoc justification of their bigotry or seek to offer the same succor for their suburban readership.

Against this backdrop, many of the all-white towns are an intimidating, judgmental backdrop for Gary residents who venture forth for food and goods due to the blight in the city. In one such foray, I reluctantly befriended a gifted spiritual teacher who has 20 years experience in Earth-based study and began taking classes from her. It never hurts to sharpen one's anthame, even when it is usually one's finger. As I settled into relaxed, weekly discussions, there was often an edge of discomfort about my hometown. As with everything, friendships wore the edges down, and people became comfortable sharing their experiences. 

During one particularly frank session, my friend revealed the complexity of her feelings about Gary. She had had a bad experience there as a teen, being shot at while in a speeding car. This is not an unusual story among those in the towns surrounding Gary, many of whom believe Mayor Hatcher installed stop signs purposefully to allow black people to attack white people with bats and rob them when the cars came to a halt. Further complicating matters, my friend currently lives in a small town where the town council, considering whether to merge their sewer system with Gary's, had an open, public debate about whether mixing white people's poop with that of black people would make Jesus cry. (I do not think she has an opinion on Jesus' opinion, but have made a note to inquire.)

However, the discussion with my friend took a turn unheard of in the towns surrounding Gary: rather than pointing fingers at the "people from Gary" involved in the shooting, she looked at her own involvement. Perhaps, we agreed, her likelihood of being involved in a chase and shoot-out was influenced less by geography and more by the fact her boyfriend, with whom she rode in the shoot out, was a Latin King. While, certainly, a gang member or associate no more deserves to be hurt than anyone else, it seems likely that keeping this company would expose one to more bullets than would tamer conquests. 

This discussion is on sharp contrast to the woman who would not turn off her fear-o-meter after having seen a few black people during her commute. Looking inside and breaking down the reason for our fears is a far better answer, even in matters or real or perceived personal safety, than pointing fingers. Christoper Pike is thought to have said that when you point at someone else, there are three fingers pointing back at you. You can give yourself a big thumbs up if you can identify your own Latin King. And, we all have work to do on understanding how our world came to be, and remains, a sometimes divided and wounded place. 

Not that into you . . .

My dog likes to say, "You have to drag me everywhere on a leash to keep me from running away. Maybe that's what they call a HINT, lady!" And here is the perfect witchy illustration: