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Custom cloaks and clothing

June 3, 2009

Due to hits on this blog for cloaks I’d like to say that if anyone is interested in custom cloak work please feel free to contact me by the comments section or at crimsonfox_21ATyahooDOTcom. I will be moving over the next few weeks but will still be able to communicate over email and get ideas going.

I have a few examples on this website of custom work that I’ve done and will post more pictures within the next couple of days of recent and past work.

Depending on your desires and attainability of supplies ( I try to buy from local/independent suppliers as much as possible) your order will usually reach you between 2-4 weeks of date of placement.

I enjoy making cloaks for long time wear, so using durable fabrics is important but all types of materials and fabrics are possible. I’ll keep you involved in the process and let you know of any changes…if you have questions I’d be glad to answer them.

Serious inquiries only. Deposit due at completion of design.

Thank you for looking.

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To continue

June 1, 2009

I feel like I’ve been in a fight for the last couple months, In tantrum like bursts with fierce attacks and equally fiece retreats to tears and dark corners.

I’ve been overly emotional (expecially for me) and telling my husband about every other day that I wasn’t going to Utah. As June dawned and our Tuatha’s Beltaine celebratiosn( yes it’s late but nothing blooms untile June in the high mountains) approuch I felt I’ve come to the conclusion that everything will be okay even if it sucks.

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**I’m not sure who the artist is on this piece but it’s lovely**

I’ve worked really hard to find pagan groups, dressage and martial arts trainers, employment, education and focusing on a new adventure with my husband instead of a chaining of my soul to this place as wonderful as it is and as much as I will never forget it. It isn’t fair to my sweet spouse or myself.

It’s been a fight to let my soul be light without depression or stress and a constant dialog with my ancestors and Sweet Brighid to give me strength. I understand that anything good always comes with work and refining and I may have to work Brighid’s forge for a while. It’s always a struggle to know when a trial is self imposed and when it is actually for the better in the long term.

I know this is kind of a re-harsh of what I’ve said before but I feel it kind of needed to be posted anyway. We will be off to Beltaine over the weekend and I’ll post after that of course and then it’s off to find a house.

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Change and Challenges

April 16, 2009

For a while now This idea has been echoing and bouncing around in the circles we inhabit and I can’t ignore it anymore. Climate change may well be a call from the mother to hide no longer behind the shield’s of ancient wisdom and start to love her with our own hearts.

For me, who found my legs in the celtic recon movement, so to speak it is a shaking challenge to connect with the land and our ancestors right now without the viel of someone else’s faith protocol. It’s a call to own it.I’ don’t think this is far off from what I always believed, what drew me to celtic recon in the first place,  I felt the song of my ancestors swell within my own chest when I started to study the lore and the language.A tendril being extended in the darkness back to my blessed dear spirits who’ve watched over me. Some looking with apprehension, some with gratitude. A tendril seeking a greater self, a greater spirit….

I’m barely dipping my toes into this idea though…..but maybe it’s for a reason…moving to Utah, I’ve never felt the land rise and echo the old songs, like the Colorado mountains can. She was never loved for herself I think.  I can use the skills found in these Faery Traditions by connecting with my ancestors, the underworld and ultimately my true self while surrounded by a place that makes me feel like I’m drowning.

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This is an excerpt from my tuatha blog (private sorry) but posted by Colorado Celt

The Winds of Change: Insights of a Faery Seer by Orion Foxwood

A World in Change Our world is currently being pummeled by devastating climate changes that are exacting high fees in human life, reconstruction efforts and in all that is familiar to us. We see this pattern in the macrocosm in the form of major destructive weather occurrences and in the microcosm as major shifts in our personal lives. “For the mill of the Gods grinds slow, but exceedingly fine,” quoted one of my Elders many years ago. All levels of our world, inner and outer, are being affected by the apparent changes. We can see it. We can feel it. And often, we are dreaming about it. No doubt, the whirlwind of changes is picking apart the old pattern and rearranging them into new forms that are congruent with new states of consciousness. Now, more than ever, we must look to our wisdom traditions to help us understand what is happening and what, if anything, we should do about it. For those of us in Faery Traditions who revere the potent powers of the primal underworld, we see through our second-sightedness that the inner temples are opening and ancient regenerative power (creation through destruction) is surfacing from the core of our world. This power arrives in waves of change that “cleans the house” and makes ready for the new. In this core is the heart of our planet, which beats forth pulses of life and inner spirit. It is the star beneath our feet….the molten earth’s core and it reflects its nature in our hearts. However, its heartbeat rattles, and even decomposes, the foundations of apathy, stagnation and worn out paradigms. This is good, but not comfortable…initially.

A Challenge to Faith and a Call to Action As we witness these changes, the graphic destruction we see may cause us to question our faith in spiritual purpose and the will of the Gods (however we understand them) leading to feelings of hopelessness or fear. The fact is, humanity stands at a major “crossroads” and the purifying powers of the Underworld are rising and bringing forth new waves of change…new patterns of being. Nature and the spirit world are not shocked by such changes. But, humanity fears the titanic powers, which it cannot control. This a time when magical and esoteric people are called to task to support the unfolding balance and help those around us to translate the meaning out of what appears to be meaningless chaos. In short, these are the times we have been trained for. The hurricanes, tidal waves and other major elemental forces that are rearranging our lives are but outer reflections of inner dynamics surfacing through imbalanced patterns anchored in the surface world by humanity. Sadly, many of these patterns must be blown apart. As we have already seen, these arising forces may take away much of what is familiar to us. These forces are a call to action for people who consider themselves to be wisdom keepers, magic workers, Priest(esse)s, witches, alchemists, magicians, shaman and the host of other titles used to describe threshold guardians and mediators of spiritual truth.

The Dreamer Awakens Deep in the inner soul of our planet is the core spiritual being of our natural world. In Faery Seership , we call this being “the Dreamer in the Land” – it is the Anima Mundi, or Soul of the World, of the Renaissance alchemists and magi. This being embodies the collective intelligence and sprit of our planet and its nature lives in everything in the surface world (and this includes all of humanity too). It is, in folkloric tradition, envisioned as an ever young, androgynous child that lays sleeping and dreaming on a bed of blue flame. It is also what tradition calls “the star within the stone”, which is the true stone of destiny. Between aeons of time that marks major ages or chapters in the unfolding vision of our planet, this Dreamer opens one eye and realizes one of its visions. Otherwise, it dreams and these dreams are carried into our world through visions, inspirations, epiphany and invention Each of us is a part of this vision and thus, why currently so many of our fellow humans are being driven by a sort of “divine restlessness” to quest for truth and meaning and put action behind its realization. They are shaking free from outworn patterns to make rooms for new ones…or old one revealed again. We are living in a time when one era is opening and one era is closing to open to another. The blue flame of the underworld is rising through this awakening and bringing forth major regenerative change in the primary forms of wind and water. Another way of looking at it is that the inner sea temples are opening and the “aeonic” waters of the underworld are rising in the form of climate changes. Sadly, this means major change that also requires sacrifice in human and other lives. These dear ones who transition from this world to the inner worlds through the gates of death during this transition become a part of a greater, more powerful inner tide then we can imagine. May the Ancient One bless them as they walk the secret roads between the worlds and open the way for wisdom to come forth and balance to be realized. We must hold their sacrifices as holy.


Spiritual Work Actualized So, what should we, the magical folk do? I recommend the following: * Remain calm and do not become intoxicated by fear of impermanence. * Send your spirits deep through the substance of the plant and touch the unfolding vision of our world through prayer, mediation, ritual and visionary processes. * Commit your spiritual and magical workings to a balanced fulfillment of the surfacing changes to help reduce and buffer the harm. * Remain steadfast in your commitment to maintain this time as a holy time of change… by not fearing it. * Light the flames of your altars and send forth prayers and magic for inner stillness and clarity, so that your inner contacts can reveal your individual role in the unfolding changes. * Eat, sleep, exercise, pray and meditate to keep your tools sharp so that you can mediate the balanced forces into imbalanced chaos fueled by human fear.

Good luck to you all, May the Dreamer reveal your place in the sacred circle the unfolding patterns of change. Keep it sacred.

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My friends

April 16, 2009

I’ve still got a long hard road ahead of me before I think I’m able to return to regular blogging and a more contemplative state but I’d figure I’d put the word out that we are still moving from beautiful Colorado to Utah around mid-june. We are extremely busy with V getting out of the army and trying to spend as much time with our family and tuatha here….
I’m still in an angry state of things,but in the end the situation is for the better.
Thanks for your care and kind fellowship through the mighty, meandering internets. I’ll be back eventually.

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V and I.

March 17, 2009

first official picture home. lots of happiness.

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Emer meditations

January 13, 2009

So I’ve been working or at least trying to work with Emer for a little over a month now. I’ve been doing meditations where I visualize her, which is difficult because there is no real description of the woman. I find this strange since she was the wife of Cuchallain but I’ve been able to piece together a resemblance in my mind based on the stories that outline her character and my own intuition on the matter…

She is a smaller woman, well proportioned and fair with long black hair tied up loosely in a braid behind her. She has a round yet delicate face with eyes of depth, thought the color unimportant. Her beautiful hands and feet are visible through a simple cut dress that falls just above her ankles.  She is always barefoot and always just a little far away to see intense details.

I call to her “Emer Ni Forgail” She turns to me and gives a soft smile. ” Will you come and visit with me ?” She smiles again and opens her hands and looks at me.

I wait and explain my name and that I have heard of her great traits and stories and I would like to speak with her for a little while. I lay down three hazelnuts and ask her again.

She regards the offering and looks up at me again smiles and seems to communicate that something is missing but I need to find it myself -and I will soon. Just a little more time she conveys…just a little bit longer. And then she turns and leaves me.

There isn’t ever any feelings of rejection. I think she’s interested in me as well. I’m still trying to find more information about here. So far it just seems to be the two stories “The wooing of Emer” and “The wasting sickbed of Cuchallian”.

That’s it so far. Every meditation is generally the same.

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Moving

January 10, 2009

Take into account that great love and great achievements involve great risk.-the dali lama

This keeps coming up whenever I wonder about our decision to move back to a place that has a significant amount of emotional trauma and repression attached to it. (that experiance also was a part of learning who i was/am)
Without a doubt who I am, the oath I walk now is Who I Am but moving to Utah seems like walking the wrong direction on an escalator. (everyone stares and rolls their eyes and looks at you like you are crazy. people try to pull you off..it “dangerous and wrong”)
I dunno maybe that’s not the right analogy but for all the reasons I’m happy to go I’m also very sad. I worked very hard to stand up with my words, put actions behind them and to live my truth.
Moving to utah the first time changed my family in a mere matter of months. They didn’t laugh as much, we weren’t as close…our connection was gone. it was like someone turned the power off in the house. that move severly altered my perception of people and the world that first time. Until that point most people where honest, they disagreed with you but still liked you and genuinely cared for each other as a community.
then all of that stopped and now…when I’ve worked so hard to build a community (my tuatha and my husband) this is on the horizen.
I know I made this decision…WITH my husband. but it is still scary. the facts are that i attract lovely and wonderful people into my love that love and care for the earth and each other. yes NOTHING will EVER replace MY TUATHA. Ever! but eventually i will make friends in utah again. eventually I will go back to school like I desperatly long to do, my husband and i will get years of uninterrupted time together…and eventually I will learn the land and it’s spirit in Utah and start to develop a relationship with the gods and non-gods again.
I think it boils down to the fact I lost myself there once and survived…it’s difficult, even with all my strength and love , to face such a thing again.
yes this is an emotional post, eventually i will come down from it.
I know the dear spirits and gods are watching out for me. I know I’ll come back to visit Colorado while we live in utah (my tuatha would raise a raid for me if I didn’t, blue paint and all) and I know the dear spirits have plans for me..there is some lesson in store, for myself and other people. …
It’s a chance for me to live my truth. be who I AM without remorse or regret or guilt. (and that includes the pagan bit)
*tips a glass to the skies* Here’s to taking risks!

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New year

January 1, 2009

I’m the most exciting person you know…just in case you were wondering. (end sarcasm)

I spent New Years Eve cleaning my house and contemplating how I’d like to change, since change and big shifts seems to a theme lately in my life…I  have decided to embrace them.

So far….

1. I’ve dragged myself to the gym everyday in these past couple of weeks to run a mile..just a mile.  now it’s turned to if I don’t go to the gym and do at least that much i feel itchy like, i forgot to turn off the oven kind of annoyance..which I’ll take as a good sign although I’ve yet to see any sign of my hard work yet. *pout* but i keep going.

Babbling translation- Work out every day.

2. I’ve decided I eat a lot of dead food and that’s not very good for me. Dead food as in It’s not been living for a long time, as in pre-packed portions of perfectly plain food that doesn’t hold variety or interest for me at all. I’ve moved from enjoyed eating the food I’ve cooked to begrudgingly forcing down a meal a day because I “have to eat”.  Part of it’s emotional distress that comes with the general deployment stresses and part of it i know is my varity of foods has shunk to what kind of sauce and grilled cheese sanwhichs.

Babbling tanslation- Start cooking well for myself. and Eat FRESH foods. I need it.

3. More time needs to be spent again with the dear sprits, gods and goddesses and the ancestors. I’ve got pleanty of time. no more excuses.

this is kind of a drive by post and more later of course on the recent changes in my little life. All I have to say is the gods must have an awesome sense of humor in sending me back to Utah. It’s going to get real interesting real quick. more later.

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Fear

December 9, 2008

I must not fear.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.

-Dune

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Yule

December 2, 2008

It’s yule at the Kitsune house! Generally I don’t like to put up the tree or anything really when V is deployed but stupid yule fairies got in my head and compelled me to celebrate the birth of the sun and the goddess tending the hearth fires.

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I’ve hung our stockings on my altar that hangs next to my front door. One year i will make V and I our own stocking but for now we have the ones from when we were children. I figured the altar was a good place to hang them so the dear spirits might tend to them since they will be void of traditional stuffings. there will be more information and writings to follow on how the Colorado Tuatha and the Kitsune household will be celebrating yule this year. I have to go tend to some cinnamon ornaments that are baking in the oven right now…my house smells so good!

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