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Sunday, October 21, 2012

All Hallow’s Eve Count Down



All Hallow’s Eve is almost here.

All Hallow’s Eve is the one day of the year when the portal between this world and the world of the dead opens and… the dead; both good and evil can walk once again among us, the living.

The Wheel of the Year turns slowly all year, going from spring to summer to autumn and to winter. And, in between, finally, when the sun sets on October 31st, the portal is opened and the spirits pass through. They can run free, do as what they wish, go where they want, and visit those they left behind.


Have you ever wondered what the spirits do on The Other Side before the portal opens? They have, after all, waited all year for this one night.


Well, just like they were when living, the spirits on The Other Side are all different. Some line up and wait to be the first ones out the portal.  They are very much like the living who on the day after Thanksgiving, line up at 2 o’clock am for a 4 o’clock am opening of their store of choice.


Others, limber up so that they can take full advantage of “being alive again”. 






Still others, well, they catch some ZZZs so that they have plenty of energy to frolic, create havoc, haunt or visit loved ones. And, some even get themselves all fixed up so they look their best.




So, this All Hallow’s Eve, when the sun goes down, if you, the living, have done bad deeds to someone who has died and may return, I recommend that you watch your backs.  You never know what lies in wait for you. 


The dead don’t have much time from sundown to sunrise, so they will have their plans in order and will waste no time.  

In some cases, some of the dead, the truly evil ones, do not return to the portal and pass back through. They remain here. It is best to be vigilant each night as you go out or even as you stay inside your home. Until those evil spirits are forced back to The Other Side, they will be among us, the living.


Have a safe and fun Halloween or All Hallow’s Eve.

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VERY IMPORTANT ALERT!!!!!



The two weeks and the week after Halloween or All Hallow’s Eve are the most dangerous for black, black and white, and Tortie cats/kitties.

So, PLEASE, do NOT let your babies out during this time period. Keep your eyes on them! Many cats/kitties disappear, are tortured, killed, and other unspeakable things are done to them.

Responsible cat rescue groups do not adopt out black cats/kitties during the entire month of October!

Please, be loving, caring, and responsible and protect your black, black and white, and Tortie cats/kitties.


BOO! Marsha, Enchanticals



Saturday, July 28, 2012

Miniature Altered and Hand Painted Enchanted Witch Cabinet with Altar Dedicated to the Goddess

“A Little Tale”…

Sadie was born into a large family. She had four older sisters and three older brothers. And, because she was the “baby”, each of them spoiled her, played with her, delighted in her, and loved her dearly.

Both of Sadie’s parents had been only children. When they were each growing up, they had no aunts, uncles or cousins. So, when they married, they both wanted a lot of children. They didn’t want their kids to miss out, as they did, on big family reunions, Holiday gatherings, and other extended family related events.

Both sets of Sadie’s grandparents were dead, so, it was just her immediate family, but that was enough for her. Holidays were bursting with fun and activity, vacations were larger than life, and the family enjoyed each other’s company enormously.

Life was good for Sadie. She was a perfectly happy and contented little girl. She thought of herself as luckiest girl in the world.

But, life is never static; nothing stays the same for long. It seems as though life likes to send change our way either to challenge us to make us either grow or wither. Why? Who can say?

Change, depending on the type of change life sends us, can be perceived as either good or bad. One could suppose, it is all in the way you look at it and deal it. It could be an opportunity for some or it could break the hearts of others. Maybe that is why so many people fear change, especially if your life, at the moment, is wonderful.

Sadie’s life did, in fact, change drastically. One day, when she was at her weekly ballet class, a tragedy occurred. Both her parents and all her brothers and sisters were at home. They were doing what families do… some watching TV, some reading, some talking…

While involved in their respective activities, the water line on the water heater broke and water exploded everywhere, extinguishing the pilot light in the unit. This released gas that quickly filled the entire house. The family did not readily notice the obnoxious odor of the gas until the entire house was filled with it.

When they did, the father jumped up, shouted for his family to get out, and ran upstairs to the water heater. Unfortunately, as he was running up the stairs, his shoes caused a spark on the carpet and the entire house, now filled with family and gas, exploded into the ether. No one or anything was left of the house, its inhabitants or contents.

When told of the news, Sadie went into shock and remained in a coma like state for weeks. She didn’t want to wake up. She was alone, all alone, and homeless.

Throughout her childhood, teen years, and young adult years, Sadie always felt incomplete and completely alone. She carried a huge hole inside of her, a hole that could not be filled by anyone or anything. Having experienced what she did as a child, losing all those she loved, Sadie changed as a person.

She was no longer the outgoing, loving, and happy person she once was. Instead, she had a nastiness in her… a mean and hateful bend. She never hurt anyone, but, felt overwhelming jealousy towards those with families; hate for those with love and attention; and resentment for the way her life turned out.

So, she leaned toward the dark and wanted, at times, to take the happiness away from others. She hoped this would fill that gigantic emptiness inside of her. She felt if the “score” were somehow evened, then her emptiness and aloneness, in addition to her lack of emotions, would go away.

Then, one day, when she was in her twenties, she was walking by the local bookstore on the corner and stopped to gaze in the window at the newly released books. One book in particular caught her eye, and for the first time, in so long, she felt something stir inside of her. She felt curiosity. She went inside and bought the book. When she got home, she sat down and, immediately, read it from cover to cover.

When she finished, she felt she was no longer alone. She felt one with Nature, with the Universe, and with the Goddess. She told herself that the Goddess had seen her in such pain and aloneness, so She called out to her to help her and bring her into Her arms.

That day was the beginning of Sadie’s new life. She read and learned all there was to learn and know about the Goddess and Her faith. Sadie no longer felt alone… she had a “mother” beside her and a “mother” who was watching out for her.




But, studying and learning her new faith alone and with the painful baggage she carried inside of herself, Sadie twisted many of the dogmas and concepts of her new faith and newly found “Mother”. Sadie still carried her feelings of resentment of others’ happiness and family and her desire to rob others of what she had lost. But, now with the Goddess by her side, she felt empowered and thought that maybe one day, with her new wisdom and knowledge, she might just even the scales of life.

When that day would be, right now she didn’t know, but she was confident she would know when the time was right to take from those what was taken from her.
-Marsha J. West, Author

(This story and my creation, this cabinet, may not be copied, reproduced, republished, edited, downloaded, displayed, modified, transmitted, licensed, transferred, sold, stolen, distributed or uploaded in any way without my written permission. My work does not belong to the public domain. Marsha J. West. All Rights Reserved.)





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