“If I believe it won’t work, it won’t”

ofwoodandbone:

*My own opinion, and what I’ve found from my many long years with witchcraft.

If the witch casting it doesn’t believe their spell will work, it usually won’t. Even if they’re a naturally gifted witch, they’ll be suppressing themselves. 

However, if you are the target of a spell, saying those words won’t break the spell. It won’t protect you and it won’t magically disrupt that witch’s working, particularly if they’ve packed some force behind it. 
Granted, if they themselves are strong and they state “it won’t work”, it may have enough mojo behind it to halt the spell. In any other case it isn’t going to do anything. 
The way I interpret the phrase “If I don’t believe in the curse, it won’t affect me” is that whatever is giving that person a hell of a time is there, they just won’t call it a curse. To them, it’ll be ill luck, it’ll be fate, it’ll be anything but the curse. The ‘curse’ itself isn’t affecting them in their mind. But if they’re having a rough time, and that’s what the witch is question wanted, their working was successful.

the-queen-of-thedas:

arithanas:

gaylileofigaro:

This is worse. Looking at these you can tell they have no significant monetary value. They were confiscated as a fear tactic. Nothing more.

This picture breaks my heart everytime it appears in my dash. It’s a fear tactic, alright but—

The first one in the left corner: It’s a first communion rosary, and it’s not cheap.

The black one in the first line: That’s a widow rosary and it’s old.

The white one in the second line:  is a commemoration rosary. It has a miniature picture in the round part. I haven’t seen that since the 70′s.

In the third line, multicolor one: It’s an Anima mundi, I have only seen those in the hands of Rosary ministery’s old ladies. The oldest ones are from the 80′s after Juan Pablo II came to Mexico for the first time. It’s one of the old ones, I know because the crucifixes are different. 

The third one on the fourth line: Red and gold. The style is old, the metal is dark, that’s a 50′s rosary, probably a quinceañera one (or it’s maybe older, from the 40′s when the brides carried red roses with their offerings).

The fifth one on the fourth line: It’s a quinceañera rosary with Ignatius’s tear. The style is old and in my part of Mexico is orphan girls who used it. At least it was when I was young.

The third one of the fifth line: the blue one with the anchor. That one I have only seen in Veracruz and it doesn’t look new.

The fifth one on the fifth line: That’s a 90′s wedding rosary. Black and white patterns were popular on that date.

The fourth one on the last line: That’s a first communion rosary from the 30′s. It’s delicate and most probably silver.

The rest wrench my heart too, the humble everyday rosaries with wooden beads and knots. Those are cheap and bear the wear and tear of their user handling. But those  I described are much more.

Those are mother’s rosaries.

Those are not just rosaries. Those are mementos, that’s the proof of their families stories. They are taking from them the only portable things they can carry to feel the connection to their families.

It’s not a fear tactic. Call it like by its name.

It’s dehumanization.

It’s not a fear tactic. Call it like by its name. 

It’s dehumanization.

donkamatic:

back when i was a freshman in high school there was this one art project involving hot wax so we had a huge vat of it outside of the classroom and kids were like sticking stuff in it and playing with pieces so as soon as i saw it i went OOH WAX and literally stuck my entire hand in it

and my teacher SCREAMED and several students yelled out some “oh my god”’s and i realized why as soon as my hand was submerged because that shit was very very hot but i didn’t want to be known as the dumbass who stuck their hand in burning hot wax and suffered an injury so instead of pulling my hand out and screaming i somehow managed to keep a straight face and just went “what?” and my teacher was just like “oh my god… that’s really hot wax, are you okay?” and i was just like “oh? it is? i can’t feel a thing” and just kept my hand in there for like a solid 30 seconds in excruciating pain before pulling it out

that was honestly the most fierce power move i ever pulled 

retrogirly:

“Love the animals, love the plants, love everything. If you love everything, you will perceive the divine mystery in things. Once you perceive it, you will begin to comprehend it better every day. And you will come at last to love the whole world with an all-embracing love.”

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky (via quotemadness)

somethingdnd:

forest-of-books:

ayellowbirds:

monstersdownthepath:

vonbaghager:

A faerie introduces himself. Then, holding out a hand, asks, “And your name, please?”

And, like a fool, you give it to him.

I got asked for clarification on this (but can’t reblog that particular post cuz on mobile), which I’m more than happy to provide.

In this post, a faerie is asking for ‘your’ name. The way he is wording it, however, and the accompanying beckoning motion, makes it seem as though he is asking for you to physically hand your name over. Which, because of how some faeries operate, he is.

In this instance, saying your name aloud to the fae would be literally giving your name over to him, the exact consequences of which are left up to the imagination–usually, a fae even knowing your name gives it some measure of power over you, but giving something your name would likely let it completely take over your life.

In this instance, the wording you want to use is something like “I will not give you my name, but I will tell you that it’s [name].” Alternately, you can just lie to him.

Might i suggest the less direct yet still name-preserving “you may call me…”? It dodges the request while still giving an answer of a name, which does not even have to be yours, but any name you feel like telling the fae they can use to refer to you. I would recommend “Ainsel”.

Glad Tumblr is still dispensing useful real-life tips

god I love the Fey