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Hagging Out: May [🍵]

Thinking about taking part? Reply to this entry - or send me a DM - and I'll add you to the list of May Hags. 💀

too cruel? did i choose them what they are? or change them from themselves by poisonous charms? but any draught, pure water, natural wine, out of my cup, revealed them to themselves and to each other. change? there was no change; only disguise gone from them unawares -- augusta davies webster, 'circe'

WHO: To join this challenge you must 1.) identify as a hag (trans, non-binary, and dude Hags welcome!), and 2.) be 30 years or older. While not mandatory, all former participants have been some flavor of pagan or witch or Christian, so incorporating the challenge into your practice or devotional schedule isn't just tolerated, it's encouraged!

WHAT: This month we’re sticking shit in a (thoroughly sterilized!) jar, bottle, and/or teapot, then pouring something over the materia to create an infusion. Honey, water, alcohol, vinegar, fruit juice, oil, salt, and sugar are all terrific mediums to infuse using fresh or dried ingredients. Start an infusion, finish an infusion, or simply brag about a recently created infusion that you're feeling rather chuffed with.

WHERE: In the convenience of your home! Unless, of course, you want to be a bit extra. Whatever you decide to do, and wherever you decide to do it, be sure to tag your posts with #Hagging Out so fellow crones can follow along. (Over the past few years we've essentially strong-armed everyone else out of the tag and claimed it as our middle-aged Hag fort, LMFAO.)

WHEN: May 29th-May 31st! Participating Hags are encouraged to complete their challenge and write their entry when it suits their schedule, then pick one of the three "open" days - May 29th, May 30th, or May 31st - to post it.

WHY: To consolidate our strengthening crone powers and exchange tips on the best way of covering stubborn greys. And because it's occasionally nice to be social in the comfort of your own home without actually having people over.

HOW: Create something for the kitchen cupboard, start or finally finish a more serious project for workings, or even use the theme as an excuse for a tea party in the garden (or getting witch-faced next to a roaring fire). Don’t get too hung up on the idea that participation needs to be food-based - this challenge is all about appreciating the season, creating something for future use, and working with what’s available (and maybe learning some new skills along the way). Feel free to riff and push boundaries, that’s what this is all about!

💀 May Hags: @msgraveyarddirt @pagan-stitches @satsekhem @moeder-geit @wildwood-faun @woolandcoffee @rootandrock @friend-crow @thedosianexplorer @liminalblessings @furmity @prairiefirewitch @crazycatsiren @buddyblanc @inbacchaegloriam @passifloramoonlight @anotherdayforchaosfay @rose-colored-tarot

Years ago I met a girl on the tram. She started talking to me and for the first time in my life I asked for her number so I could see her again. We met for a coffee and actually didn’t vibe, I didn’t see her again for ooh five years or so. Early 2021 she sent me a message asking if I wanted to join her Bible study group. I was just putting the Heretic into my Heathen and saw it was Fate. I agreed. I wanted to study the Bible but was certain I wasn’t going to be baptised anywhere. I was going to learn from the group up until that point was pressed. Not to lie, I told them that I was not religious, had never read the Bible, but that I did believe in God.

We met up with the leader of the group at a restaurant, got to know each other and the sessions began on Zoom shortly after, just the three of us. I was living with my brother and the Dutchman at the time and they were highly alarmed, you’d think I was hanging out with drug addicts (my bro looking at me with pleading eyes, “You’re not going to become a Christian are you?”). I promised this was all in service of Education and maintained an open mind.

First red flag was that they wouldn’t tell me which denomination their church was. Ok, ok. They had some interpretations of the Bible I’d never heard before, such as Jesus being very ugly and only the righteous saw past that to the truth of his teachings. It was all very friendly, very nice. I debriefed the dudes after every session.

At the end of however long, the big announcement for the Church was made and it was Shincheonji Church of Jesus. Why the secrecy? Well, she said, it has a bit of a bad reputation and they didn’t want to put me off. With these introductory sessions finished I was to undertake something like a hundred hours of Bible study to become part of the church. There, the point was pressed, and I said no. I was a week or two from starting my law degree and said I would simply not have time for that. I was told to sleep on it and get back to them. Naturally I went right to Google and read all the bad things. I said a firm no and they accepted my refusal graciously. I received a call from tram call two weeks later to debrief and she said that even outside of the church she wanted to remain friends, if I ever needed anything, so good to see you again...

It’s a cult. A doomsday cult. Their leader is an immortal messiah with a unique insight into the Bible, formerly associated with The Cult that set off cult alarm bells in South Korea (fraud, using followers for election purposes, causing injury with “healing” massage...).

Anyway, this is all background for what happened TODAY. As you know, I am not a witch, I’m not psychic, but I have my fucking moments! I was leaving work and saw someone who half looked like the girl I met on the tram, but wasn’t. I thought of the word Shincheonji for the first time in months, huh, what a crazy time in my life. Then, I crossed the road and a woman turned around exclaiming, “Furmity! I can’t believe it! You don’t change! So good to meet you again!” I couldn’t remember who on earth this was, old colleague maybe? Who? Said she was on her way to the very same restaurant and OH.

I FEAR people who are that effective at remembering names. She knew me for two months, two years ago, and I didn’t recognise her FACE. I politely got myself away, kind of dazed, I’d felt the ripples of her presence.

I feel no small amount of pride that I resisted cult indoctrination but then again I went in determined not to join. Realising who she was gave me chills, but it’s very difficult to have any sort of ill feeling. They were so nice, I see how enveloping this would be if you’re feeling low and don’t have anyone to talk to about what these nice people are saying. Such weird beliefs, such good social skills. She remembers the name of one who got away.

The 14th century needs to check its culinary privilege.

All ton of the recipes I'm looking at for furmity are like "oh yeah throw in a couple dashes of saffron" and I'm like ok guys that stuff runs like $200 per ounce for good stuff, and even Costo sells it for $30/5 grams. 

And this is the food of the peasantry. XP 

I will not be active as Furmity until the 7th of April, the mid-semester break after Easter.

Call it academic Lent.

Enjoy the queue.

@eggshell-skull-rule will have some things to say though.

My workplace had an awards night, mostly silly things. My poor friend was given a certificate as the "sweatiest worker", another had "best comeback" because he's come the closest to being fired, etc.

I? I am the fairest. "As you all know working with Furmity, you can come and talk to her about anything and she will not bullshit you". (Hail Tyr!)

(And I wore a short skirt and an elegant hat which had the men going "she's the fairest"!)

One of my colleagues is an older Chinese lady. She asked me my favourite season, I said autumn and she said, "Furmity, I think your character is like autumn. I think every person's character is like a season..."

Then we were interrupted and never got back to it. I don't know what she means, but I accept my diagnosis of ☆~autumnal~☆

Like a fooollll I tested the ripeness of the kangaroo apple, found it soft, hesitated because I've never actually picked them before, and left the place.

I know it's a kangaroo apple, no I don't know off the top of my head whether they can be eaten raw, but I do have books on this stuff so take 'em home and figure it out Furmity!

This was on the way to Kuitpo Forest to pick a glut of saffron milkcaps, where I DID happily munch in a rich patch of blackberry nightshades.

But the kangaroo apple, it haunts me...