I don't want to lose you............

so please either sign up on the follow by email on my sidebar or get your entire list of blogs that you follow to Bloglovin or some other blog reader. I don't know why Blogger is making our bloggy lives a little more complicated but then I'm not on the advisory committee now am I?

where the olde crone's play house and have tea.

I just don't want to not share the fun, the ridiculous, the real life things that I share here on Ye Olde Crone's Gazette.

Monday morning you will no longer get your list of published blogs that you read on Blogger......the reader is going away.

xoxo Oma Linda

The male roll model image as I see it...............

As I have mentioned a time or 400, my own father (notice no capitalization) was a mean, self centered, hate filled, lying, abusive male. So when I tell you I have a hard time calling upon a non skewed view of the male roll model image from my childhood, you will understand.

I bring this up today obviously because it is in fact Father's Day.

My view of men was slanted because of the abuse I endured at my father's choosing. So I grew up looking for love in all the wrong places. I thought I was terrible, tarnished and awful. I threw myself at men and then wondered why I was mistreated by them. I had so many failed relationships as a very young woman including but not limited to my daughter's father. I felt like used goods and had little or no respect for me or men in general.

It didn't help that my mother was anti male. Growing up, I can't remember one nice thing said about my dad, not that I blame her. Her own father was an alcoholic and she married at 17 as you would expect to a man very much like her father. Abused woman usually do.

And when I found out about my mother's past, instead of having a "I coulda had a V8 moment", I looked down on her and didn't even see the correlation in our lives. What a marooooooooon I was.

Then after making the most wonderful, incredible, mistake of my life, marrying a good man and not realizing it until years later, I had that aha moment. This man was not like the others. He loved me warts, temper tantrums, low self esteem, self loathing and all. And never once has tried to fix me.

Although to be perfectly honest....I wished to hell he could.

This all brings me to my relationship with the duality of Gods and Goddesses. I have no problem finding a female deity with which to align myself. But I have wavered in years past with the male deity. That is until sun and moon came to me in a dream and allowed me to see, like my view of my mother, I was cutting myself off from the understanding of "all" of my life. These last 10 years have been much easier and I have learned so much about myself because of my working with both God and Goddess.

I also think having the grands, female first, then male has led me to a more in depth relationship with humans as well.

I am still "crusty" and very Aries but letting myself learn to trust has been the true healing of my broken child. And I have to thank my partner in crime and love, Sweet Man, for letting me come to my own knowledge in my own time even about him. He is a cereal box good guy. He should be on the Wheaties box of life......he is the breakfast of champions in my book. Happy Father's day, man of mine.

You can lead an olde broad to knowledge but you cannot make her change until she feels it for herself.

The new Moon in June.............

is June 8th which is tomorrow.

I always treasure the new moon. The quiet dark lovely essence of planting a seed of a wish, spell, promise, hope, adventure, reclamation always beckons me with a such power. Besides this time of year, the night air is so thick with aromas of newness and growth. The honeysuckle, dianthus and hollyhocks all call me.

One of my favorites is to take an egg, wash it in moon water from a previous full moon, write my ______ (whatever it may be that needs to grow) on the shell, let the egg sit on my altar until the new moon the next day and then plant the egg deep in the ground so that whatever the _______ is can come to fruition in the building of the strength of moonshine. Now, the intention for this is for growth.

If it is in fact the opposite, that you wish to banish, rid or bind something, then you would wash the egg, complete the inscription of intention which also might include binding the egg with string or bind weed and burying at the full moon. You also might not want to bury this egg on your own property but rather away from you and yours.

I had a heck of time doing this work when I had big dogs because they would smell the egg doing what raw eggs do and would dig them up. Now that I only have a tiny dog, I don't have quite as much of an issue.

We have much to plant at the new moon. There are so many exciting and promising things to help along in the Cuckoos lives this moon. I hope that whatever your wish or desire is that it will build to fruition at the full moon which by the way is to be a super moon this month.

New Moon Blessings, Oma Linda