One of the things I love most about All Hallow’s Eve, Halloween, Samhain, El Dia de los Muertos... is that everybody parties together. Fine, a few people don’t, but they are generally boring anyway, which means that they don’t count. The individuals I speak of embrace diversity to the limits and love to learn from others. They are very similar to most of the friends I’ve made in the blog world: we care little about our differences; we usually focus on sharing, learning, and having fun.
With that thought in mind, when I started blogging, I contacted a lady whose writing I had been following for a few months, and asked if I could guest post at her blog. She said that my topic didn’t fit her audience—she blogs about interfaith and interracial issues. I told her I understood, and apologized for my blunder. How dare I think that the interfaith and interracial issues we discuss at Pagan Culture have anything to do with, um… the interfaith and interracial issues she discusses at her blog?
She emailed me last week, saying, “I’m the author of an interfaith and interracial issues blog, and would love to have you as a guest blogger. I think we can benefit each other and our aims by interacting…” After a long, fun and productive Facebook discussion, with a bunch of Wicked Darlings, I chose to dig out the three-year-old message—Gmail archival system rocks!—and replied, “I once asked you for the same, and you said you didn’t think my content and yours matched. Care to share what has changed since? I’m curious. Thanks ;-)”
Her response? Well… it included phrases like she “know[s] about SEO” and she has “the experience and [I] have the followers.”
I wanted to hurl.
For a moment, I wished I had gone with my initial instinct, and sent her an email saying, sorry, but we don’t fit. I mean, this lady doesn’t even follow Pagan Culture. But I’m glad I contacted her and asked instead. Not because I think that what I wanted to say first was wrong—it was an honest reaction—but if I had just gone for the snark to the heart, I would have never known just how on point my witchy instincts were. I love learning things about moi, you know?
But that is the ugly, ridiculous, and unimportant past. The future has rosemary hair, arms full of blooms, and is all about autumn. Yes, I joined another challenge—I’m a mingler, remember? Actually, I almost didn’t participate in Nature Photography. I couldn’t fit it on my calendar, but the lovely Satakieli emailed me and gave me choices. And I’m glad she did, for I really wanted you to meet this fellow…
This week’s them is Green/Journey. I went green. I took several shots—some with better light—but I love this one best. There is something about the Buddha-like look of the frog that makes me happy. And I love the shadows, too, and how the rosemary growing out of it looks like a funky hairdo.
And because I’m in a total All Hallow’s Eve state of mind, I also joined A Fanciful Twist’s 5th Annual Halloween Party. I’m talking “black lipstick covered in fairy dust,” “wicked mayhem,” and “sparkles oozing out of my pores.” Does Vanessa know how to get a party started or what?
Am I seeing things, or does this owl look a bit like the frog?
This year, my Wicked Luvs, let’s show the world what The Witches’ Halloween is all about. Let’s cross barriers, lift veils, walk barefoot on mystery, and dance holding hands and cackling in the in-between!
. . . because real Witches like to share, to help, to mingle… but they won’t be anyone’s bitch