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[witchscauldron]

I've slept 19 hours since Saturday. I wish I could say I felt better.

The weather has somehow gotten inside of me, and I now have a case of the stomach flu. It's mild, but I'm tired, achy, and queasy all the time right now. Damn you! I hope it promptly fecks off as soon as the weather warms again this week. Right now I am trying to kill it with soup and juice, and Pepto-Bismol. It looks vile, but at least it keeps my insides where they're supposed to be.

I <3 jellybeans. I don't know if I've ever said that before.

Forgot to mention earlier: Someone stole my garden butterflies last weekend. :\ We are not amused. I've done a witch bottle, though, right by the door. I am hoping I don't experience any more of this crap again.

Gonna toddle off. Need the pink crap again, and should attempt to tidy my kitchen.
-M.

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[morgandria.livejournal.com]

A witch bottle is a protective spell for a witch and her household. Usually the jar is filled with sharp, nasty things - broken glass, rusting nails, pins, razor blades - as well as ashes, and salt. Sometimes you will find hair or nail clippings, or a poppet representing the individual in the jar as well. Usually this is finished off by the individual filling the jar with urine; sometimes the jar is sealed with wax or wound around 9 times with black or red thread. It then gets buried someplace where it won't be disturbed - sometimes under or near the foundation by the door. This is best done during a waning moon.

The idea is that all the nasty crap coming towards the witch is trapped in the jar, and can't get into her home, or to her. I'd been meaning to do one for the longest time.

The raven stuff wasn't so much for a new altar, but to help decorate my bare white walls. Anything you've got and want to send me would be appreciated greatly. I still plan to get a couple more sarongs and put some shelves up to arrange knickknacks and photos on. Sometimes the house feels very plain.