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Prisons get ritual notes for Pagans

WANDS, wine, and tarot cards, but not nudity, may be allowed in Pagan acts of worship in prison, says the Prison Service’s first written guidance on Pagan worship.

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(If you do read more, note the number used in the document title at the bottom of the article.  What other number could it have been?!)

Very very alive

Something in the air tonight.  Felt incredibly great to be alive with the wind blowing me about on my way home from the station just now, one of my current all time favourite songs on my headphones, moody sky overhead, hardly a soul to be seen...

Maybe it's the change of season?  I dunno.  Just feeling very happy, energised, emotional and awake, which is as good as it gets in my book!  Would love to feel like this more often :)

Both my Mum and my boss mentioned that they were having odd days today.  Hope they ended up feeling like this too.  Good stuff all round please!

Don't want to go to bed while I'm feeling like this - want to make the most of it...

Happy-happy-tuck-tuck

xxx

33

Back in the Big Smoke for almost a week and finally got chance to have more than 5 minutes on the net.  First thing I decided to do was look up the number 33 as it's been all over the fuckin place for me constantly for the last 3 months or so.  Bumped into someone I haven't seen for years on the train the other day, suprisingly got talking about all things magickal (kinda) and he said the number 33 is very important in numerology.  I don't know the first thing about numerology or whether it's even relevant to my daily bombardment but here's what I found instantly when Googling:

The 33 is the most influential of all numbers. It is the Master Teacher.  The 33 combines the 11 and the 22 and brings their potential to another level. When expressed  to the fullest, the 33 lacks all personal ambition, and instead focuses its considerable  abilities toward the spiritual uplifting of mankind. What makes the 33 especially impressive,  is the high level of sincere devotion. This is shown in its determination to seek understanding  and wisdom before preaching to others. The 33 in full force is extremely rare.

Sheesh kebab

Think I then worked out what my name in numbers denotes in the same Google session and it appears to be mysticism, psychic, magic but then again I could be wrong.

Too much for my brain.  Going to bed to eat and read a book...

Ow

I appear to have broken myself a bit as predicted.

Lashings of mending cream and I shall be back again soon I hope.

These early nights cannot carry on I tell you!.

Wonder what's happening in Exeter...?

Tofu stirfryyyyy :D

I must eat some fresh hot food.  Too many cups of tea, late nights and slices of processed cheese (mmm...).  Having a great time but feel I may need to look after myself for at least erm a day/a few hours so that I can get through this month without losing the use of an organ (some part of my nervous system most probably).  So much flyering yesterday.  So many people here to see shows, but so many shows!  Marketing up here is a mindboggling thing.  Walking down the Royal Mile where all the flyerers/costumed people hang out is like walking onto a battlefield for the hapless tourist.  An intruiging, generally friendly and sometimes entertaining battlefield but a battlefield nonetheless.  There really is nothing like the Edinburgh Festival.  Was thinking that last night while out dancing with some friends in a dark sweaty room at 4:00 in the morning somewhere deep underground.  Last week someone mentioned that it was the largest gathering of like-minded people in the world.  Is that true?  Certainly feels like it.  Have only managed to catch 3 shows whilst up here which is pretty poor going as far as my record at the Fringe is concerned but even just being here fills you with some kind of inspiration (and poverty!)

Off to get me some fresh wholesome food from Susie's Wholefood Diner I think, and then I must get back on the case with flyering, almost certainly getting molested by a few members of the public (I am wearing pudding bowls as part of my costume and I do honk my horn when people touch them so I am kind of asking for it...) before doing the show again tonight.

Lois reporting from Scotchland x

(What's going on outside of Edinburgh...?)

Honk

It's my one day off, and after eventually getting out of my pjs, I seem to have found my way to a computer.  A quick Ed Fest post then before my money runs out in this internet cafe place...

While John is experiencing body snatching by Dr Bleach, I seem to be experiencing something similar (but on a much much smaller and less scary scale) with my current alter ego Hooters the Clown.  There has been a fair bit of wandering around in costume, in character up here and it's been very interesting clocking the reactions of people to this creation as well as how she seems to be manifesting herself.  I feel a bit lost when I haven't got my horn to honk at people whilst in my everyday garb...

All else is good.  Met some interesting people and am hoping to continue doing so.  More soon when I next manage to get somewhere with internet access...

Lois the clown x

Disappearing act

I'm off up to Edinburgh on Friday to begin my stint at this year's Fringe Festival

Anyone who's ever been - especially to work or do a show - will appreciate the alternate reality I'm about to envelope myself in for just over a month.  I probably won't have a clue what's going on in the outside world unless I make a reeeeally concentrated effort but I'm sure to have a bloody good time :D

In between wandering round the streets of Edinburgh flyering (dressed as a clown), doing the show I'm in, drinking, eating fatty foods, and minimal sleeping, I'm going to try and attempt to get to a computer a few times a week to post about any interesting stuff I've seen or heard about.

I will of course be missing the Weird Weekend which is more than a bit of a bummer, but hopefully there will be extensive coverage on the whole shebang on here so I don't feel so sad (hint)

Right - must go and get dressed now so I can trot off to the other side of London to paint some more props...

Wot?!

Bumped into the same customer that made me feel uneasy a few days ago at work, TWICE in the space of 3 hours this evening in an entirely different place in London. He clocked me both times saying hello on the first occasion. There is no way he could have been doing any kind of following of me.

Wonder where I shall see him next...?

:/

Primal instinct/wimpyness/both?!

Had an instantly uneasy feeling about one of the customers at work today - which resulted in me eventually hiding for a little bit! - and I just got mulling over how that feeling came about.  Was it due to the way he initially looked at me, or how he spoke to me, what he said, his physical appearance or his body language?  Was it some kind of instinct?  Was it a chemical thing along the lines of the chemical/smell thing that is supposed to attract you to certain people?  Was it me picking up on his mood?  Was it all of those things kicking in an instant?  Would other people have felt a similar way?  Did I actually feel uneasy straight away or do I think I did because I felt uneasy when he started displaying ever so slightly 'odd' (loose term there!) behaviour not long after.  Did I feel uneasy simply because I didn't know how to deal with him and his attitude or was he really a threat?  Was I completely overreacting?!!  I knew I was going to bump into him in certain places while he was in the building and I knew the kind of thing that he was going to say.  He wasn't reeally creepy or anything, he just unnerved me!

I'm more than certain that some people are able to pick up on other people's vibes easier than others and that your ability to do so depends on your state of being at a particular time, but as for the nitty gritty and the varying factors...?!  I'm sure there are various studies on this kind of thing but I'm just going to mull it over on my own for a bit in my slightly tired way for now.  In fact I might just go to bed and stop mulling.  Good idea :)

Do it, do it now!

I hereby state that I will set a daily limit on the amount of time I spend on the computer.  This area of my life has been swamping the other areas and I ain't been feeling too good as a result I reckons.  (Tonight's blog entry was scribbled on paper then typed up as part of the new regime.  Lots of scrap paper at my gaff...)

I also hereby state that I will switch my phone off when I am busy and leave it on silent at night (them cheeky vibrations will eventually wake me up if someone desperately needs to get hold of me...).  I don't want to be contactable 24hrs a day and if I'm busy/at work I'd rather not know someone has tried to contact me instead of worrying that I've got a message I can't reply to straight away/worrying that I've taken time out from something that I really ought to be getting on with...

I am not about to become an anti-social hermit, I just need to rebalance.  I'm feeling a bit drained and feeling as though I'm losing myself so something had to be done.  End of day 1 and I'm feeling more positive already!  Even played my guitar for a bit to celebrate/enjoy my new found freedom...

Plan of action courtesy of my friend the Universe :)