I love bells. As a teenager, I used to wear a string of bells hanging from my waist. I wore them mostly because I liked their harmonious tinkling. But I think I also wore them because it made me feel like I had a foot in another time. A time where, perhaps, it wasn’t so odd for a girl to be wearing multiple mismatched skirts adorned with a string of bells. I didn’t really care that it probably portrayed me as odd in the here-and-now.

Hanging bells from one’s clothing is nothing new. Originally, it was done for protection from evil spirits. Bells have also been worn to help cure the sick, the cursed, and to assist in childbirth. In the Old Testament, the High Priest’s robes were adorned with golden bells.


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Alphabet

As far as basics in life goes, the alphabet ranks pretty high. We start learning it usually before we reach school, sometimes even before our memories have fully formed. It is the foundation of literacy which, in our Age of Information, is pretty important.

Yet in ancient times, writing—and being able to read what was written—was a skill that belonged primarily to priests. Add in the fact that inscriptions were engraved on tombs of the dead, and it’s not hard to believe that writing was viewed as a hidden wisdom with a connection to the underworld.


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Last year was kind of a weird year for me. The many vet visits and, at times, uncertainty of whether or not Sally would survive the year, threw me into a funk, from which I still haven’t fully recovered.

Writing’s been hard, and blogging harder. The good news is I managed to finish editing Hazel and Holly. It’s now in the proofreading stage, then after that, formatting for publication. I’m planning on doing the print formatting myself this time around, which I’m actually quite looking forward to learning.


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Wow, apparently it’s been two months since I last updated the blog. That can’t be right, can it? Sometimes it feels like I’m living in an alternate universe where a few weeks for me equals two months for everyone else. Needless to say, things got crazy. We had company staying with us during November and then, of course, Sally vet visits are still happening.


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Halloween always makes me think of witches. And my search for something witchy to write about led me to white witches.

White witches were, historically speaking, folk healers—people that lived primarily out in the countryside and provided healing and midwifery services to their community, which was very much needed as doctors were difficult to find outside of cities. This practice lasted well into the nineteenth century.


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