Very important discussion of sexism in Wicca.
"I feel that the MMC archetype is limiting. It assumes the only possible progression of a female is virgin, mother, and…
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This was meant to be a quick warm up, but it turned into a comic that I’ve wanted to draw for a while. This is something that is extremely important to me, and I appreciate it if you read it.
A while ago, I heard a story that broke my heart. A family went a cat shelter to adopt. The daughter fell in love with a 3-legged cat. The father straight up said “absolutely not”. Because he was missing a leg. That cat was that close to having a family that loved him, but the missing leg held him back. Why?!
Many people have the initial instinct of “nope” when they see an imperfect animal. I get it, but less-adoptable does NOT mean less loveable. 9 out of 10 people will choose a kitten over an adult cat. And those 10% that would get an adult cat often overlook “different” animals.
All I want people to do is be open to the idea of having a “different” pet in their lives. Choose the pet that you fall in love with, but at least give all of them a fair shot at winning your heart.
Don’t dismiss them, they deserve a loving home just as much as any other cat. They still purr, they still love a warm lap, they still play, they still love you. Trust me, next time you are in the market for a new kitty, just go over to that one cat that’s missing an eye and see what he’s all about!
I have a “special” cat, and she is the sweetest thing in the world!
I shot Lauren Withrow on top of Stone Mountain in Georgia.
At the spring and summer equinoxes, the sun shines directly over the equator, illuminating both northern and southern hemispheres equally. This image was taken March 21, 2012 at 6:00 UT from the European METEO-0 satellite, which orbits in geosynchronous orbit directly over the prime meridian (0° longitude).
Ostara~ Spring Equinox
The goddess, Eostre.
No Easter story is complete without mention of eggs. Even in medieval times, they were an integral part of the day. Children took eggs to church to be blessed, tenants brought eggs to their lords (a hen tithe so to speak), and kings dispensed gilded eggs to their underlings and favorites. Records survive of the Countess of Leicester purchasing eggs to distribute to her tenants in 1265. The number ranges from 1,000 to nearly 4,000. Edward I of England is said to have distributed 450 eggs, many covered in gold leaf, on his last Easter in 1307.