Damn it, Lupercus, I’m knotjokin!

CAESAR

Forget not, in your speed, Antonius,
To touch Calpurnia; for our elders say,
The barren touched in this holy chase,
Shake off their sterile curse.
The first time that I encountered the festival of Lupercalia, and the ritual races and fertility beatings that accompanied them, was in 10th grade English class.  Since I was already exploring a different path to sexual bliss than most of my classmates, I was really intrigued by the opening scenes of Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar.  If you’re not familiar with the holiday of Lupercalia, you’re really missing out.  It’s our favorite holiday here at The Barbed Pentacle!  In honor of that, Dr. David Hillman–of past Barbed Pentacle appearances and the author of The Chemical Muse and Original Sin–has written a guest post explaining the holiday (just in case you were ignorant!).

The Lupercalia: Rome’s BDSM Holiday

by Dr. David Hillman http://roninpub.com/orisin.html

It’s February again….Release the naked guys with their whips!  And good luck ladies; if you are fortunate this year, a crazed group of muscle-bound, oiled, pagan teenage boys will catch you in the streets and stripe your bleeding back with strips of leather while you clutch your bare breasts and scream in painful ecstasy.  Congratulations, you are now no longer just girls, wives and mothers; your titillation, screaming and wounds make you  the purified devotees of nymph-chasing Pan, and Lupa, the great Roman She-Wolf.
And don’t worry, the randy youths will be accompanied–as they always are–by the leading holy men of the city; priests of Faunus, artists and statesmen, with their rugged George Clooneyesque good looks…guys the likes of Mark Antony himself; a little sanctified eye-candy for everyone involved.

And yes, the Lupercalia was indeed one of Rome’s oldest and most distinguished high holidays.  It was a time of sexual fervor, when nubile young men cavorted at a public banquet, worked themselves into a drunken mania, and then shed themselves of their clothing, oiled each other up, and ran around the streets of Rome in a mob, chasing ladies while wielding nothing more than whips and hard-ons.
And what was the purpose?   Enlightenment!  Yes, that’s right.  The purpose was cosmic enlightenment…an understanding of the musical harmony of Nature.  The screaming girls formed the chorus of existence, and the pain was a religious tool used to acquire wisdom.  After all, as the Orphics taught, Pan was a primal manifestation of Apollo, the sun-god who brings light into the world–of course he also brought his youthful good looks and divine rock-star talent along with his wisdom.  Yep, you got it; the take home message was that pain-induced sexual ecstasy brings self-knowledge.  I knew you’d get it.
Oh….and I’m not making up the screaming part; the vocalization of orgasmic ecstasy, like the shout of a warrior about to give his life in battle, or the cries of a woman giving birth, were considered to be forms of worship in antiquity.  So getting a woman to bare her skin and shout while you whip her is…well…sort of a sacred act.
Obviously, the Roman Lupercalia mystifies modern classical scholars, who are happy to “live” in a monotheistic universe; we proud academics neither understand the purpose nor the spirit of these festivities.  Modern educators will tell you in a puzzled manner that they really don’t know the ins and outs of the Lupercalia.  Of course, their ignorance is part Christian prudery and part comedic irony–for the god worshiped at the Lupercalia, Pan, was called Inuus by the Romans.  And what’s so ironic about that?  “Inuus” in Latin means “the penetrator,” something the Christian world would rather forget–unless you happen to be a Catholic priest in the rectory with a nervous young boy, who according to long-established Church tradition, requires a form of sodomy-induced “sexual cleansing” to save his soul–a practice that esteemed early church fathers like Cyril, the archbishop of Jerusalem, instituted in order to purge the world of festivals like the Lupercalia.  Wow, that is ironic!  (FYI, Cyril preferred his pre-pubertal boys to be dressed up like girls when they were escorted to see him.)
Try not to make sense of why the Christians banned the celebration of the Lupercalia…just roll with the historic moral irony.  What’s really the point? The god pair Pan/Apollo were protectors of pre-pubertal kids, and the purification ceremonies performed in the Lupercalia were celebrations that preserved the ancient world’s focus on child safety by means of natural, adult sexual enlightenment; so the early Christians ended up prohibiting a festival meant to protect innocent children, while simultaneously adopting the ritual rape of young boys by their own priests.  Don’t read it again, you read that right.
And yes, it kind of makes twisted ironic sense that a Pope who sheltered so many pedophiles would pick this week–the week of the Lupercalia–to shed his own holy garments.
For any decent Lupercalia celebration, you need a good scourge.  While traditionally the scourge would have been made from a bloody goat skin, modern celebrants can be much more hygienic and order a toy from Knotjokin Rope Floggers.
How long have you been making rope floggers and other toys?  How long have you been in business?
I made my first Rope Mace Flogger in the summer of 2009 and gave it to a friend who pimped it out at the parties she hosted, leading to a bit of a local craze.
Soon after that, I was asked to vend at an APEX (Arizona Power Exchange) event which was quite a success, as their events usually are.
Don’t let any “professional” appearance fool you. I am still transforming from hobbyist to small business and have only been selling online for a few months. Though I’ve made a handful of online sales, “business” is slow, and my pricing doesn’t leave much room for profit (especially considering labor) just occasional gas money, or a nicer meal than I had planned.
Hardly a business, but I welcome change.
What gave you the idea for making toys out of rope?
I didn’t set out to make floggers (emphasizing plural), honestly.
I learned the monkey fist knot as a challenge to myself; the flogger part was almost an accident. Being generous and single on purpose, I gave it to a friend versus letting it collect dust. The other flogger styles were and still are my way of not being a one trick pony. Honestly, I loathe making Boney 9 Tails and Meat Grinders, but it’s not about me.  It’s about the consumer. Ask Joe Dirt.
What kind of rope do you use for the toys?  How long does it take you to make the toys?
Though I prefer natural fibers for rope bondage, for toys, I only use synthetic rope –for too many reasons to list, including the fact that a 5 ounce bird cannot carry a coconut no matter how it grips it.
It takes anywhere from 45 minutes to 2+ hours to make a flogger depending on the style. Happy Pants Floggers are quick but rough on my hands. Meat Grinders and Boney 9 Tails take forever and are even rougher on my hands.
You make more than just floggers.  Where do you draw your inspiration for creating the other toys?
I wasn’t sure how to answer this at first. To me, everything is a flogger…even one of my straight laced size 11 Converse Chuck Taylor All Stars will do in a pinch. Then I remembered all the people who hold my toys and say “what’s this for?”
A piece of rope can be a flogger, but it could fray if you didn’t knot it. Adding knots to high quality rope and finishing it the way I do just makes for a more attractive, reliable, reusable, sanitary, durable, fun toy than a knotted piece of rope or a dog toy.
What I’m doing may be a little different, but it’s not necessarily new per se. Pardon my French.
How many different types of toys do you make?
I lost count, honestly. I experiment often, and there are quite a few “one of a kind” pieces floating around out there.
Currently, I sell:
Rope Mace Floggers
Happy Pants Floggers
Boney 9 Tails Floggers (named for the human skeleton I tie into the design, not the number of falls)
and several other multi-fall floggers including my newest creations:
Meat Grinder Floggers ~multi-fall floggers with metal beads on the ends of the falls. My most recent Meat Grinders have 9 beads on 10 falls, plus some extras on the “hands” of the Boney 9 Tails “body”, making for 96 metal bits of pleasing punishment on a 2 way flogger.
(As with all of my floggers, the handle is also an implement and will fit inside a condom.)
I also have a small line of Glow-In-The-Dark toys including Happy Pants, Maces, and Multi-Mace pieces. They’ve been quite a hit since I introduced them a few months ago. That’s right; I said hit.
What tips do you have for people who are interested in selecting one of your toys for purchase?
My toys provide a plethora of sensations, but I do not have your superior intellect and education.
(See: Three Amigos. Really, see it. It’s a funny movie! *The fact that I just dated myself does not make this masturbation.* (Wait, yes it does. You like that?)
To answer your question by Knotjokin; I mean not joking, it really depends on the sensation you prefer. If you like: *THUD* -
There is no better toy than a Rope Mace Flogger. Nope. None.
If you like: *THUD+STING* -
Happy Pants Floggers are the way to go. The thinner/the stingy-er, er. A heavy hitting sadistic friend calls the thinner Happy Pants Floggers “little bastards” for their pain inflicting potential.
If you like: *STING* -
Boney 9 Tails and Meat Grinders are where it’s at. Ouch. Man, oh man; ouch.
Maces and Happy Pants will leave bruises if used heavily.
Both Boney 9 Tails and Meat Grinders will leave welts and even draw blood (especially Meat Grinders) if used heavily.
Finally:
*THERAPY*-
Rope Mace Floggers are surprisingly therapeutic on tight or sore muscles when used lightly. You don’t have to use the handle; you can choke up on them and use short, slow swings. I love the “ahh” look people make when they feel them like that…especially on their backs. I do it with almost every piece I finish, to be completely honest. Ahhh!
Really.
I also love hearing my name screamed from a sub in another room at a party ~after being struck by a sadist holding a Rope Mace Flogger…preceded by “fuckin”, of course.
(True story, sorta. I was outside and didn’t actually hear it, but I sure heard about it later!)
Do you take custom orders?  And if so, how do people/groups go about placing a custom order?
I welcome custom orders and have made a few recently, including a pink Meat Grinder purchased by a female dominant as a gift to her submissive husband for Valentine’s Day. I’m still flattered and proud to be a part of their celebration of love. Pretty cool.
You can hardly throw a rock without hitting a site where I can be contacted nowadays. Aside from www.knotjokin.com and my store www.knotjokin.etsy.com, I’m on Facebook, Fetlife, Twitter, Instagram, Tumblr, Copious, etc…
Though my ETSY store is the best way to contact me, all of the above will work.
What is your favorite toy to use that you make?  And do you use it as a dom, sub, or switch?
It would take an incredible woman to make me consider any role other than dominant, with sadistic tendencies. Absolutely incredible.
With that said; I prefer Rope Mace Floggers. They’re just fun to wield, ya know?
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I’m creamy for you!

 

Imbolc is a creamy holiday.  Oimelc, another name for this holiday, means “ewe’s milk,” so naturally (as long time readers will remember from last year’s post http://barbedpentacle.com/2012/01/candlemas-light-my-ass-up-baby-and-eat-whipped-cream-from-my-pussy/),  milk and milk products are a big part of the celebration.

Imbolc is also a snowy holiday in many areas.  An easy and absolutely divine recipe that’s fun to fix at this time of year is snow cream.

According to brief internet research, snow cream–in some form or another– is a fairly ancient and widespread dish in snowy countries.  There are accounts of pioneers making it, as well as colonists and folks in the “old country”.  Like most simple recipes, there’s a million variations on how to make it and everybody feels that their recipe is best.  My recipe is no different.

Ingredients:  A large bowl of “light” snow (if you live in a snowy area, then you know the difference) collected from a car hood, a patio table, or some other “clean surface”

1 can of sweetened condensed milk (if you open up the can and the substance is watery, then you didn’t read the can properly and you bought evaporated milk).  Sweetened condensed milk cuts out the tedious task of making a simple syrup and waiting for it to cool.

Vanilla extract or other flavoring

In a bowl, add a large amount of snow and a generous portion of sweetened condensed milk, stirring gently, until the contents take on the appearance and taste of homemade ice cream.  Then stir in a small portion (like a 1/4 to 1/2 a teaspoon) of flavoring.  Serve immediately!

This can be made at home or in ritual for cakes and ale.  It’s also a great treat to have when you’re snowed in and there’s not much else to do except make sweet love down by the fire.

Keep an eye on that sweetened condensed milk as it trickles thickly out of the can and see what it reminds you of!

These folks get creamy when it snows:

Mystic Artisans: https://www.facebook.com/mysticartisans

Passion And Soul: http://passionandsoul.com/

Knotjokin Rope Floggers: http://www.knotjokin.etsy.com

Tonia Brown www.thebackseatwriter.com

Hiss! Happy Imbolc!

Imbolc is upon us, and for many people, this is the time when they honor the goddess Brigid, who is a harbinger of spring.  Like most deities there are several different animals associated with her.  Cows, sheep, pigs, and roosters are often connected to her in myths.

A different kind of kine.

Snakes are also often associated with her.

It’s thought that the original “groundhog” was definitely not a groundhog at all because they don’t live in Europe, but that the animal eagerly anticipated every year was probably a snake.  Some of you at this point may be thinking, “Snakes and Ireland don’t mix.  That’s an oxymoron.”  Don’t think too hard about it or you’ll miss the point.  The point is that snakes, a symbol of fertility and sexuality, start emerging shortly after Imbolc in some places and represented the promise of the season.

And the snakes Patrick drove out of Ireland?  Those were Pagans, not reptiles.

Last Imbolc, I suggested tons of interesting ways to celebrate.  http://barbedpentacle.com/2012/01/candlemas-light-my-ass-up-baby-and-eat-whipped-cream-from-my-pussy/

This is still my favorite option from last year.

This year for Imbolc I’m going to be making a rubber snake scourge.  If you want to incorporate live snakes into your ritual, that’s cool, but rubber snakes from the dollar store are all you’re going to need for this project.

From other posts, you may remember something called “swish factor,” which is the difference between swish and sting or thud in a S&M toy.  If you want to make an implement that has a lot of swish and sting (a 10), then purchase very rubbery and slinky snakes.  If you like more of a thud, buy snakes that have more plastic in them and that are slightly more rigid.  Likewise, if you want more sting, have the snakes’ tails be at the end of the scourge falls and bind up the snake heads for a handle.  If you want more of a thud, then the snake heads will be making contact with flesh.  My snake scourge is going to be low tech and cheap; so for my handle, I am going to wrap a number of rubber bands around the rubber snakes just below the head (because I’m in the mood for some swish).  If you want, you can also use duct tape for the handle.  It’s slightly textured and comes in lots of funky colors now.  Of course, if you want to be fancy and make something like a cord-wrapped handle, go for it.  When choosing your snakes, also keep in mind length.  If you’re going to be working in a tight space, buy shorter snakes.  If you have plenty of room, buy longer ones.  If you’re looking to color coordinate, Brigid’s colors are typically white, red, and black, but other colors for other magics can be incorporated.  Scourges are usually used for fertility blessings or cleansings, so keep that in mind when selecting colors.

Make sure to charge these up in a sunny window prior to ritual.

A twist on the traditional candle crown.

Now it’s time to get creative and figure out how you want to integrate your scourge into your Imbolc observances.  Brigid is the goddess of inspiration, so listen for ideas while you drink some milk and eat whipped cream.  Your scourge can also be reused for Lupercalia on Feb. 15.

As with any sort of S&M and/or sex ritual, be responsible.  Use safe words and condoms and respect boundaries.  No under aged participants or spectators.  Outdoor sex should be on private property.  Bondage should allow for blood flow.  If you break skin, use first aid to treat it and clean your equipment properly.  And for heaven’s sake, avoid the spine and kidney area!

These folks like a snake in the pants:

Mystic Artisans: https://www.facebook.com/mysticartisans

Passion And Soul: http://passionandsoul.com/

Knotjokin Rope Floggers: http://www.knotjokin.etsy.com

Tonia Brown www.thebackseatwriter.com

Check this out!!! http://store.paganmusic.co.uk/track/Brighid

 

 

Eating wrens and other small birds

While there’s much speculation about the origins and meanings behind “The Cutty Wren,” for our purposes, we’re going assume that like everything, it has a hidden Pagan origin that has been corrupted over the years.  The wren, in unverified European lore, corresponds to the Holly King that rules from Midsummer to Midwinter.  The cock robin corresponds to the Oak King (sometimes called the Ivy King) that rules from Midwinter to Midsummer.  Twice a year they battle to see who will rule for the next half of the year.

It’s been speculated that this tradition stems from the Celtic (and other groups’) sacrifice of a “Year King”, which fits perfectly with the theme of the
“Cutty Wren” and the season of Yule.

In more modern times, the wren is symbolically hunted on the day after Christmas (St. Stephen’s Day), a dummy wren is attached to a pole, and a dance follows.  During the triumphant post-hunt procession of the wren, a monetary collection is taken up by the hunters or “wren boys.”

The tradition of the cutty wren can easily be incorporated into modern Pagan practice during the Yule season.  The easiest way is to take a cue from the wren boys and make a monetary contribution to a cause.  Since the wren hunt is all about sacrifice, taking a monetary present that someone has given you and passing it along would be extremely fitting.  Another easy way to remember the wren is to eat a small game bird.  While modern Americans are no longer legally suppose to eat small song birds, it was not uncommon for our colonial forefathers to enjoy savory pies stuffed full of sparrows, wrens, robins, and other backyard visitors.  However, doves are still legal, and farm-raised pigeons (which are really doves) can be obtained at some of the fancier food markets.  If you want the “real” experience, consider killing and dressing the bird yourself.  Eating the wren or its representative is tasty way to internalize its magical significance.

Can’t find a dove?  Roosters are another bird representative of the Yule season since they symbolize the rising Sun.  Live roosters are available at many flea markets and small animal auctions.

If you want an even more primal experience, you can cut the rooster’s head off with a knife while you hold him tucked under your arm.  This method makes it easier to collect his blood for magical use.  For a healthier (and less messy) plucking alternative, consider pulling the skin off the carcass once your bird has been beheaded.  It’s a lot easier than plucking and scalding.  Rooster meat can be really tough and it needs to be cooked (or pre-cooked) in either a crock pot or a pressure cooker.  Brining the meat before use also aids in tenderizing it.

The wren hunt, like all hunts, can be sexually charged.  Sometimes the best sacrifices are of ourselves in bed.  Who will be wren and who will be the robin?

http://www.tate.org.uk/context-comment/video/music-medium-ruth-ewan-cutty-wren

Who killed Cock Robin?
I, said the Sparrow,
with my bow and arrow,
I killed Cock Robin.
Who saw him die?
I, said the Fly,
with my little eye,
I saw him die.
Who caught his blood?
I, said the Fish,
with my little dish,
I caught his blood.
Who’ll make the shroud?
I, said the Beetle,
with my thread and needle,
I’ll make the shroud.
Who’ll dig his grave?
I, said the Owl,
with my pick and shovel,
I’ll dig his grave.
Who’ll be the parson?
I, said the Rook,
with my little book,
I’ll be the parson.
Who’ll be the clerk?
I, said the Lark,
if it’s not in the dark,
I’ll be the clerk.
Who’ll carry the link?
I, said the Linnet,
I’ll fetch it in a minute,
I’ll carry the link.
Who’ll be chief mourner?
I, said the Dove,
I mourn for my love,
I’ll be chief mourner.
Who’ll carry the coffin?
I, said the Kite,
if it’s not through the night,
I’ll carry the coffin.
Who’ll bear the pall?
We, said the Wren,
both the cock and the hen,
We’ll bear the pall.
Who’ll sing a psalm?
I, said the Thrush,
as she sat on a bush,
I’ll sing a psalm.
Who’ll toll the bell?
I said the Bull,
because I can pull,
I’ll toll the bell.
All the birds of the air
fell a-sighing and a-sobbing,
when they heard the bell toll
for poor Cock Robin.

 

These folks wish you all the best during the Yule season:

Mystic Artisans: https://www.facebook.com/mysticartisans

Passion And Soul: http://passionandsoul.com/

Knotjokin Rope Floggers: http://www.knotjokin.etsy.com

Tonia Brown www.thebackseatwriter.com

Bye Bye, Inanna!: Piercing the Veil, Part 1

I hope everyone has been having a happy Samhain/Beltane (depending on where you’re located).  Mine has been nice, but a little strange.  At this time of the year and again around Beltane, the veil between the worlds is thin.  Some people believe that it’s so thin that it disappears all together and that spirits, ghosts, fairies, and other beings (including us) can travel freely back and forth between the worlds.  Because there’s nothing keeping the mischief makers at bay during this time of the year, objects that were here one minute tend to disappear as if into thin air. This is also the traditional time to celebrate the Descent of the Goddess (http://barbedpentacle.com/2011/11/enjoy-the-descent-of-the-goddess/) into the underworld to seek her missing lover, who like several objects from my home this evening, appeared to have vanished into nothingness.  While there’s many different Goddesses who have been reputed to have made the descent, the one that most folks think of first is Inanna.

Basically this is her story:

Some people have speculated that the much celebrated “Dance of the Seven Veils” is an ancient recreation of this myth.

Other people have disproved this theory.  http://www.shira.net/sevenveils.htm  While the debate is interesting, it doesn’t change the fact that the dance itself can be used in ritual to represent the seven gates that Inanna and some of the other descent Goddesses traditionally travel through.  Although modern belly dancers have cemented certain moves as being integral to the dance, there’s no reason why a graceful and willing priestess couldn’t make up her own moves as she drops the veils.  It’s an interesting twist on a story that can become trite if a group isn’t careful.

Another descent story centers around Persephone.  Poor Persephone, pretty Persephone, or is it “Oh please don’t take me (but snatch my ass up quick) Persephone?  That’s always the question.  If you’re familiar with the Persephone story, then you’ll understand where I’m going with this.  Supposedly, Persephone was stolen from her mother’s care and taken to the Underworld by Hades to be his bride.  But a more likely scenario is that Persephone saw her chance to escape an overbearing mother, ran off with a bad boy, and fulfilled a kidnapping fantasy.

Pomegranates, those exotic fruits with the sexy red arils that pop little squirts of juice into your mouth just like suckling on a clit, play an important part in the Persephone myth.

If Persephone had been able to resist eating the pomegranate, then she would have been allowed to return home free and clear, but because she gave into temptation (and really, who could resist something so succulent?), she divides part of her time in the Underworld and part of her time her on Earth. http://www.pomwonderful.com/about/pomegranate-history-legend/paths-of-the-pomegranate/

A modern Persephone

Pomegranates, besides being fun to eat in bed, can be used in a couple of different ways.  The juice from the arils can be smeared onto your lover to create pinkish/red streaks.  Juice acts as an extremely temporary dye.  The skin of the fruit can be used as a permanent vegetable dye, good for things like veils.  http://thenaturalsurface.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-to-dye-with-pomegranate.html

Look for part 2 of “Piercing the Veil” tomorrow.  The “Feed Your Head” series will resume as soon as some of my experiments are completed.

Now, just for fun:  http://www.themaskofinanna.com/

These folks know what arils are:

The Geeky Kink Event http://thegeekykinkevent.com/

Passion And Soul: http://passionandsoul.com/

Knotjokin Rope Floggers: http://www.knotjokin.etsy.com

Tonia Brown www.thebackseatwriter.com

Just Smack Me!: http://barbedpentacle.com/just-smack-me-a-wooden-spoon-decorating-contest/

Sacrifice and the Mabon Spirit

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Happy Mabon!  Yes, this post is a little late, but I was, well, imbibing in Mabon spirits!  In the Northern Hemisphere, this is the middle of the harvest season, and for Wiccans, this is Mabon, the second of three harvest festivals.  The story of John Barleycorn exemplifies the spirit of the season: the sacrifice of one to save many.  The story of Dionysus also contains the same spirit:http://thebackseatwriter.com/vine-and-ivy/.   This concept relates well to Utilitarianism, which is in a nut shell: the greatest amount of help or happiness to as many beings as possible with the hurt or sacrifice of the least amount of beings possible.

Sacrifice is a concept that some Pagans are not at all comfortable with.  They like to hide it down their pants or fluff it up so that something like burning a picture that he or she has painted carries the same weight as killing an animal.  While burning something you have created and there’s only one of is indeed a sacrifice, it doesn’t, nor can it, compare to you taking a knife and slicing an animal’s throat—or even shooting one in the head in the name of your deity.  And then there are those Pagans that will quote the “Charge of the Goddess”: Nor does She demand sacrifice, for behold, She is the mother of all living, and Her love is poured out upon the earth.  It’s true, I don’t believe that our deities DEMAND sacrifice, but I believe that from time to time they urge us to do it, perhaps as a test of will (because even the Christian God did that to Abraham with Issac), and I believe that when a sacrifice is given that it’s greatly appreciated.

This was posted on an online Pagan group by a supposedly well know Pagan leader:  I am just going to say this: I am against all animal sacrifice at all times and in all situations here in the modern Western world. Period. I see a day when this becomes more commonplace in NeoPaganism, and that is the day you will see me leave the community behind. This will split our community and cause more dissension than any other issue ever because there are a lot of us who simply will not put up with it, take part in it, or circle with those who do.

I don’t care if it is done reverently and the animal consumed afterwards. I think the argument, “I eat meat, why shouldn’t they” is bogus, too. I think the Pagans who use this argument have NO UNDERSTANDING of the OCCULT meaning and consequences of the act of animal sacrifice.

It’s the act of feeding the etheric life force energy of blood to an etheric entity that for whatever reason, cannot get it on its own. It’s not a symbolic act. As a Lucumi priestess explained to me one time, the explosion of life force energy that happens when you slice an animal’s throat or chop it’s head off — that’s what the entity wants. That creates a big channel or vortex of energy that strengthens a spirit on the etheric level, which is the energy level closest to the physical. That’s why you can’t just prick your finger and feed one drop of your own blood. It’s like putting one drop of gasoline in your gas tank. Won’t take you very far.

Well, guess what: not only are there Loa and Orisha and other higher level spirits that have that Etheric-place “piece” or aspect — there are lots of other lower-level spirits, and they sure do like that blood, too, and they’re getting fed, too, and some of them can mimic a Loa or Orisha. My husband, Doug, and I both have experience with this. We practiced Lucumi ten years ago, and Doug returned to it a couple of times before he had a really bad experience with a lower-level etheric entity masquerading negatively as Erzulie. We were not DIY’ers — Doug had “warrior pot” from a well-known Babalorisha out in Atlanta, and I had elekes. 

I quickly found out that the wonderful myth of the chickens being reverently consumed was just that, a myth. The chickens sacrificed on my behalf and his behalf were not eaten. They were left laying around the back yard and his dogs played with the dirty corpses all weekend.

I have talked to other people who started to go down that spiritual path. It’s not all reverence and light. There are houses where the Orisha or Loa decides that it’s not enough to just get the life force energy from the blood. They demand that the animal be torn from limb to limb or tortured before killing. Yes, this DOES happen. It is NOT urban legend. These are not fringe houses but well-established. 

I also know of two NON-SACRIFICING Houses of Voudoun and guess what. They get just as good results, and have just as powerful and beautiful rituals, as the blood-letting houses. They have good, peaceful, prosperous happy lives. The Loa come and possess them and bless them and are not angry because they aren’t shedding blood.

Because all higher-level spiritual entities, including Loa, Orisha, Deities, Saints, etc. exist not just on the etheric level, but on the astral, mental, causal, and divine planes as well. And in the modern world, we can use other techniques such as dancing, chanting, drumming, safe/legal entheogens, sex, or quiet and internal techniques to ELEVATE OURSELVES to the astral level and beyond, and meet our Deities there, and cultivate Their Powers and Energies within OURSELVES. We can use energies of peace and healing and harmony, not of violence, to offer and commune with the Divine.

I am an anthropology major. In Africa, in South America, etc. — when someone has a problem and the community comes together to solve it with a religious ceremony, they sacrifice an animal. The inner meaning of this kind of sacrifice, in these tribal communities, is to redistribute protein throughout the community. So there is a non -religious function that is important. In modern America, or anywhere in the West, we already eat too much protein. In this context, when we sacrifice an animal, it really just becomes a commodity we use to PURCHASE the favor of a spirit. And I don’t think the Deities, Loa, Orisha or Saints want us to do that. I think it’s all lower-level entities masquerading as the Deities, Loa, Orisha, Saints, etc.

Do we really want to bring this practice back? I have seen this done. It’s not pretty. Hell, I instigated a sacrifice and let me tell you, it took place around the time of my first degree initiation. And the Goddess bitch-slapped me good. “Nor do I demand sacrifice,” She says. 

Death happens to all things. Protein-based life forms often need to feed on other protein-based life forms to maintain decent health. I am pro-hunting and pro raising your own meat. It’s the way the physical world is set up. I am ANTI supplying that energy to a Being on a different level, because they will always want more, more, more. If an Etheric Entity wants life force energy, let it figure out how to get it itself. 

It horrifies me to see this practice creeping up to NeoPaganism. What a sad day.

Well, all I can really say to that diatribe is “good riddance and become a vegan so you don’t look even more stupid and uneducated”.  I think this person’s histrionics over ripping the animal apart is proof that she really wasn’t ready or understanding of what was going on in the ritual.  Perhaps people do rip live animals apart during their sacrifice rituals, but I’ve never witnessed it, nor have I have ever come across a Pagan or a Heathen or anybody else who would rip apart a LIVE animal for sacrifice.  Of course, dead animals are a different story.  If you recall from the “Hunt the Cunt” series, rabbits and hares can be killed, skinned, and butchered bare handed, which involves some ripping and tearing.

I do participate in blood sacrifices from time to time.  When these rituals occur, the animal is dispatched (thanks military for that lovely euphemism!) ritualistically, reverently, quickly, and humanely.  Most of the meat is consumed by the participants at the time of the ritual or is frozen for later ritual use.  The blood is collected as is other parts and pieces, and what is left is either burned, buried, or left in the woods for scavengers.  People can disagree all they want, and I’m sure they will, but in a great majority of the cases, animals die more humanely during a sacrifice ritual than the do at the slaughter-house.

This harvest season, sacrifice something that is dear to you.  No, don’t wring your cat’s throat, but commit an act of sacrifice that benefits another. That could be giving away a favorite piece of clothing or buying a food item that you really would love to eat but are giving it to someone else instead.  Do this act as an offering to a deity and make sure that it hurts–just a little. The act doesn’t really count if it doesn’t hurt.

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Corn Hole!? Happy Lammas!

Happy Lammas!  In my Wiccan tradition, today is the day that we celebrate the Celtic god Lugh, the first harvest–grains, and the abundance of life.

(Just looking at the wheat makes me all hot and bothered!)

Lugh is the god of skills and athletic feats. I think it’s neat that the summer Olympics are going on right now since festivals that showed off feats of skill were a traditional way to honor Lugh.  Lugh is also the god of light and commonly referred to as “Long Arm”.  Hmmmm, bet he was good at reach arounds!

In honor of Lugh and Lammas, many Wiccans bake bread and make corn dollies to represent the “corn” harvest.  While some folks make corn dollies to look like actual dolls, corn dollies were traditionally made in a phallic shape from the last wheat sheaf harvested which was thought to hold the spirit of the harvest.

Lots of possibilities, huh? You can use them to tickle and to fuck!  For really easy directions on making your corn dollie, go to: http://traditions-uk.freeservers.com/crafts.html.

Once you’ve made your corn dollie, have a ritual to honor Lugh and the harvest.  This ritual can be with just you or with a partner or group.  First invoke Lugh, the god of light and grain and strength.  Invite him to come to you (or come into you, if you feel comfortable with that).  Now, run your corn  dollie’s fringes up and down your body, feeling the tickles and scratches.  When you’re ready, and you’ll know, lubricate the corn dollie well, choose an orifice, and have fun.  Some caution should be taken.  Use lots of lubrication since the wheat can be a little rough.  Also, don’t get so lost in the moment that you break your corn dollie inside of you or that you injure yourself with it.  It’s not Pyrex.  You have now made love to the year’s harvest, and that wonderful energy will ensure a good harvest for next year.  For more Lammas ideas, check out the “Threshing the Corn Mother” ritual in the “BDSM rituals” page: http://barbedpentacle.com/?page_id=228.

I want to send out a big special thank you to Dr. Weird and Butternut for all the help they have given me and the Barbed Pentacle over the last several weeks.  Without their support, we would not have such a nice looking new home!  I’d also like to thank my special partner for arranging things for the new home.  Thanks baby!

These folks are making corn dollies:

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The Holly Boy tied up the Ivy Girl (or maybe it’s the other way around)! Happy Litha!

I find it really amusing how my last post really upset some folks.  However, most people chose to post their complaints on other people’s Facebook pages or social media sites instead of having the courage to post on my mine.  Tsk tsk.  But that’s ok.  Good or bad, you all really boosted my stats.  Thanks!  My sponsors are thrilled.
With that said, Happy Litha!  In the Northern Hemisphere, this is the longest day of the year.  The long sun filled evening is perfect for outdoor play and ritual if you’re lucky to have a private outdoor play space.  I debated how to approach Litha, because there’s just so many ways to go, but the Ivy Girl has been giving me a “come hither” look for a while, so I decided to follow.
Please note: When I use the word “Ivy” in this post, I’m am speaking of English or Boston Ivy, not poison ivy.
See?  One leaf, not three.
While the standing myth of the Oak King and the Holly King are well known (The Oak King rules from Yule to Litha, and the Holly King rules from Litha to Yule.  At each of those sabats, there’s a fight, with the victor being the ruler and the slain king’s blood acting as sacrifice for the coming season.), many Pagans do not know about the Ivy girl.  The Ivy girl has had many shapes, forms, and duties over the years.  Some folks see her as the Holly King’s helper and connect her with the wren of Cutty Wren fame.  Other folks see her as winter and the Holly King or Holly Boy’s foe.  Other folks see her as a go-between for both the Oak King and the Holly King, neither serving or belonging to either but enjoying and balancing both.  This last guise is how I see her.  In this form, she can be seen as representing the in-between times of Spring and Fall that tie the time of Plenty and Leisure (Harvest) with the time of Leanness and Perseverance (Winter).
There are lots of ways to honor the Ivy Girl, Holly King, and Oak King this Litha.  The easiest and most passive way is to buy an ivy plant and try to keep it alive.  Ivy, which represents fidelity, is a great gift for new couples.  If the plant dies, you can always tell them that it means one of them must be cheating (it’s doesn’t really, but they don’t know that!). Ivy vines, because of the plant’s meaning, is also very appropriate for a handfasting cord.
My favorite way to honor the Ivy Girl is with bondage.  Ivy, like all vines, are really just Nature’s ropes.  For light bondage, one strand of ivy can be used.  If sturdier bonds are called for, multiple strands of ivy can be twisted into a rope, or a rope and be used for the base bondage with ivy intertwined over top for a nice look.  Ivy also makes a nice, sexy outfit, as can be seen in the first photo.  If you want to honor all three Solstice players, tie the one you love the best to a strong oak tree with ivy vines and use holly leaves to awaken his or her senses before having your way (consensually, of course).  If outdoor play is out of the question, seek out a piece of oak furniture.  The wood will still convey the same strong qualities.
As with any sort of S&M and or sex ritual, be responsible.  Use safe words and condoms and respect boundaries.  No under aged participants or spectators.  Outdoor sex should be on private property.  Bondage should allow for blood flow.  If you break skin, use first aid to treat it and clean your equipment properly.  And for heaven’s sake, avoid the spine and kidney area! 

Dear God, Please Fill My Chalice. Happy Beltane!


While a lot of modern Pagans tone down Beltane because of families and such and the whole fluffy bunny aspect of the current state of Paganism, Beltane is really all about sex.
The most obvious representation of the Great Rite, Hieros Gamos, and the importance of ritual mating at Beltane is the Maypole.
Remember, a May pole without a flowered wreath is just a hand job!  
I’ve seen a lot of wreathless May poles in the last few years, and I’m not sure why this trend has developed.  Perhaps it is ignorance or perhaps single people are just preparing the poles.
Beltane, like Samhain, is a time when the veil is thin.  While we typically think about ghosts and spirits coming through the veil at Samhain, Beltane is usually seen as a time for fairies.
Beltane also seems to be big with skyclad celebrants.  Of course the sexual nature of the holiday has a lot to do with the desire to forget clothing, but it’s also (in many areas) the first warm weather holiday.  It’s nice to feel the sun soaking into your naked skin.
Nakedness+Pagans=Body Paint  Go for a solid color theme, or explore your creativity and go for designs.  Here are some body paint ideas.

Beltane, like other cross-quarter holidays, is a fire festival.  Traditionally, live stock were driven between fires, and people jumped fires for luck.
At this time of year, you usually see the spinners:
And the dancers:
Beltane also seems to be the unofficial start to the festival season.  Of course, every poi spinner has to come out to show off.

They annoy me because they all seem to act like they’re something special and are really only enjoyable if I’m taking something that accentuation light trails.


While the Lord and Lady hook up during Beltane, many other couples do too.  In ancient times, it was customary for the young man to build a brush and flower bower to bed his chosen lady in.  This custom is still sweet and timeless today.
While you make love, feel your inner deity come through and connect to your partner’s inner deity.

May you experience fire, flowers, and an ecstatic May pole dance!

These folks like fire in their Beltane:
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Ostara is like a fresh laid egg: sometimes clean, sometimes bloody, sometimes shitty, but always warm!

Squeeze My Melons and Plow My Furrow, Part 4


Happy Ostara!


I’m sorry that this post is tardy.  I got quite caught up celebrating the reason for the season by making love and partying.

Eggs are often associated with Ostara, particularly fresh chicken eggs.  Contrary to what a lot of people think, eggs do not pop out of a hen nice and clean.  They are often really nasty.
Why are eggs often nasty?  Look where they come from!

The eggs that you buy in the store, even supposedly farm fresh ones, have been blasted with water until there’s nothing left of the hen on them.  Also contrary to popular belief, hens do not have to have mated to lay eggs.  Hens will lay eggs in spite of their virginity (egg laying snakes are the same way).
Mounted while mounting!
There are lots of different things that you can do magically with eggs, besides dyeing them (which I’ll cover shortly) and ovamancy (the many different ways you can divine with an egg–and there is more than one way!).  Eggs are often used to represent babies, so it’s only natural that eggs can be used in both fertility spells and abortion spells.  For both types of spells, it’s best if you use fertilized eggs (which you usually don’t find at the supermarket but you may find at the farmer’s market–just make sure to ask), but you can use an unfertilized egg for the abortion spell, especially if it’s performed during the first month of pregnancy.  
To make a baby, take a fertilized egg, and dress it (rub it) with your and your partner’s sexual fluids and blood (just prick your finger).  Then write down all your wishes for a baby.  Wrap the paper with your desires around the egg.  Bury the egg in the ground under a body of water.  Make love with one another to seal the spell.  Make sure to time this spell with ovulation.
This just seemed like a good abortion picture.

To abort a baby, first meditate and make sure that this is what you want to do.  Once it’s done, it’s done, and this spell doesn’t always work in the way that you think it might.  Take a fertilized egg, and dress it with the pregnant woman’s sexual fluids and blood.  Then break the egg into a cauldron (symbolizing the cauldron of Cerridwen), and say something along the lines of: Take back this gift.  Let the womb release the human fish in its bubbled seas.  Unclench the gut.  Let the gut.  Let the birth run out that none may be hurt in flesh or heart.  Muse, Powers, Spirits, Beings of Light and Fire and Poetry, grant my thought your power to act; I pray that she may be in all ways granted mercy.  Finally, bury the remains of the egg.  This spell can be done in conjunction with taking herbs to cause an abortion.
Hen fireworks are good to use for spells dealing with other types of fertility, especially when you need something quickly and dramatically.

Fresh laid, fertilized eggs contain a life energy that you don’t get with the typical egg from the supermarket.  Besides the vibrant hues of the shell and the lusciousness of the yolk, eating them makes you feel a wonderful joie de vivre.   My favorite way to eat fresh eggs is barely cooked and super runny.
It’s like sex on a plate with a ray of sunshine!  It’s my favorite pre-sex and post-sex food.  I could eat them everyday with toast and never get tired.
“Song of Spring Time”
Why is Ostara associated with eggs?  Spring is a time of extreme fertility, and eggs are a universal symbol of fertility.  In some European countries, brides were given decorated eggs as a way to give them symbolic fertility.  In other places, the farmer’s wife would give the hired hands bowls of eggs to ensure that they sowed and reaped a rich harvest.  Eggs were dyed and decorated to ward off evil in many homes.  Although eggs symbolize fertility, it goes much deeper than that.  Fertile eggs are where the soul resides, which is why egg spells tend to work.
<The lovely image that was here of Aracana eggs was removed at the behest of the supposedly owner of the image.  I didn’t mind removing the image because she asked very nicely, despite the fact that she originally asked me publicly before private messaging me.  In terms of correct Internet etiquette, she should have done the opposite.  However, if you post an image on the Internet, despite what you feel in your heart or how you think you have copyrighted it, the image is out there for anyone who wishes to use.  You may call it stealing, but it really probably isn’t.  If you don’t want your image used, watermark the hell out of that bitch so that I either really like it and still decide to use it or I can’t Photoshop the watermark out of the photo.>
How to Naturally Dye Eggs from Your Kitchen:
Add 2 tsp of white vinegar to boiling water, and any of the following ingredients–
  • Red/Pink– Strawberries, paprika
  • Blue–Blueberries, red cabbage
  • Purple–grape juice concentrate
  • Yellow–onion skins
  • Gold–purple onion skins, curry powder, turmeric
  • Beige–tea or coffee grounds
  • Light green–chopped frozen spinach

Allow the dyes to simmer in separate pots for 20 minutes, then strain, and dye your eggs.


Egg Color Meanings:
White:
Purity
Yellow:
Wisdom, a successful Harvest, or Spirituality
Green:
Spring, rebirth, wealth, youth, growth, happiness
Blue:
Good health, clear skies
Orange:
Power endurance, ambition
Red:
Happiness, hope, passion, nobility, bravery, enthusiasm, love
Brown:
Enrichment, good harvest, happiness
Purple:
Faith, trust, power
Pink:
Success, friendship, love
Black:

Remembrance


Symbols are often added to dyed eggs by drawing out designs of wax on the egg surface before dyeing.  
The following are Pysanky (Ukranian) egg symbols:

Nets and baskets: Containing knowledge, motherhood, giving life and gifts.
 Rakes: Successful harvest. 
Sieves: Separating good from evil
Ladders: Searching, rising above the petty, ascending to heaven.
Combs: Putting things in order. Plants: Rebirth and nature. Very popular symbols.
Trees: Strength, renewal, creation, organic unity, growth, and eternal life.
Leaves: Immortality, eternal or pure love, strength, and persistence.
Flowers: Beauty, children, female principles of wisdom and elegance.
Fruit: Continuity, good fellowship, strong and loyal love, love of the Divine.
Sunflowers: Motherhood, life, love of the Divine.
Wheat: Bountiful harvest.

 Waves for wealth, rain.
Lines and ribbons for the thread of life or eternity.
Stags: Leadership, victory, joy, masculinity.
Horses: Wealth, prosperity, endurance, speed and the motion of the Sun.
Rams: Leadership, strength, dignity, and perseverance. Ram’s horns symbolize strong leadership, dignity, and perseverance.
Horns: Mobility, wisdom, triumphs over problems, and implies manhood and leadership.
Bear paws: A guardian spirit, bravery, wisdom, strength, and endurance, the coming of spring.
Birds: All kinds, are messengers of the Sun and heavens, pushing away evil, fertility, fulfillment of wishes, good harvest.
Bird Parts: (eyes, feet, beaks, combs, feathers) carry the same meaning as entire birds.
Roosters: Good fortune, masculinity, coming of the dawn.
Hens: Fertility. Hen feet offer protection for the young, and guidance.
Goose feet: Symbols of soul or spirit.
Butterflies: Ascent of the soul, pleasure and frivolity of childhood.
Spiders: Patience, artistry, industry, healing and good fortune.
Fish: Abundance, sacrifice, and regeneration.


Many people view dyeing eggs as a children’s activity, and it is.  However, there’s no reason why you and your partner can’t make each other into Ostara eggs.  Body painting/dyeing is an ancient practice that is very easy to do.  If you’re up for the complicated, you can use henna, woad, or kumkum powder, all of which will be covered in future blog entries.  

For the easy, just use paint.  Many different paints are approved for use on the body, including tempera and acrylic, both of which are fairly cheap and easy to find.  As you would for your Ostara eggs, incorporate color magic and coordinated design symbolism for the intent you want to accomplish.  As always with fun bed room activities, seal up your magic with sex. 

 Since it’s Ostara, try integrating vibrating egg shaped toys into your play.  There’s lots of companies that sell all varieties and sizes of the eggs.  Just shop around and find the one that looks fun.  It can be your special Ostara toy!
May you have a wonderfully raunchy Ostara!

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