Thoughts of a Mad Witch

Blog Starts Tomorrow!!!

Luna — Tue, 12 Dec 2006 17:50:42 GMT

Greatings All...The Goddess in the City starts Tomorrow!!! Stay Tune!!! Bright Blessings, Luna P.

Let's Do A Show!!!

Luna — Fri, 01 Dec 2006 20:20:10 GMT

My friend Shu got this idea to do some cabaret, burlesque show. He thought it could be a little different….not so much tits and ass…not that t & a is a bad thing…just something…different... So of course my Sag Fire got to going…and said…ok I know a ton of amazing talented…sexy people…SO LET’S DO A SHOW!!! I see this happening around Beltane. And it would be a sacred, spiritual and sexy show that would ignite all six senses. Something that would really get the Kundalini energy going. You with my there Mistress Lori?!!! Of course I don’t have a clear vision…only a few sketches….so if you all are interested in helping me create this…please email me back. I would try to pull together a meeting until after the holidays… The only requirement is to thing outside the box!!!

New Tribe/Blog/Serial!!!

Luna — Mon, 20 Nov 2006 20:03:49 GMT

So, part of my work that I’m doing to prepare for my big 44 birthday is to really throw myself into my art, in this case writing. So, on that note, I will be starting a blog/serial called Goddesses in the City, which is very loosely based on Sex in the City, but with style! Actually, in all honesty, I’ve gotten most of what Sex in the City was about from my teenage daughter, and I feel the theme can be expanded on. My serial will be about three Goddesses who meet up on Tribe. They are gifted, beautiful, intelligent, artistic, but just can seem to gain success on the heart front. That’s until they decided to do a little magic and the fun begins! The blog will be Mondays and Wednesdays, starting my birthday week. It’s purely a work of fictions, and if you see any charters that seem familiar….go with it! Bright Blessings, Luna P.

An Awakening

Luna — Sat, 11 Nov 2006 00:12:35 GMT

So I had this ephany this morning. I was talking to my 17 year old daughter about love last night. Her friend did a presentation in her honors psychology class on Love, so my daughter asked me what attracted me to people I eventually fell in love with. It made me think. I’ve been infatuated a million times. In lust half that, but love is not something I do easily…or lightly. I can honestly say I’ve been in love maybe twice in my life. To me love is when you reach that state that you don’t care about being in control. Where you’re on the roller coaster and throw your arms up in the air…your heart beating wildly… just knowing that you’re going to go flying out and crash to the ground rushing to you…and you don’t give a rat’s ass!!! The feeling of total abandonment…totally bliss…totally I’m one with the Universe and I’m the most special being there is!!! That feeling…I’ve only felt…three times. Going back in my memory banks I realize the common threat…the thing they all had in common. It wasn’t their personality. One was a radical socialist and the other a conservator Republican Advisor for a Midwestern Governor. Hey I like to be open minded with my lovers! One was even a bohemian artist and bard. Their looks were also varied. Jimmy Stewart, Michael Caine, and maybe a little Austrian/Swede thang. One of the things I notice was that they were all extreme bright. Some were “book smart”, and others had the kind of smarts that comes from living a full life and paying attention to the lessons life hands out. My chart says that I look to my lovers for some sort of transformation in my life…and it hit me!!! That was the key!!! All of the men that I can actually say I was in love with help me transform in amazing and powerful ways! My Midwestern Republican...he help me realized that I had to think outside of the box. He helped me believe in my powers as an activist/political insider. He taught me the “tricks of the trade.” How to manipulate the competition and dispose of them if necessary. Ok…so it wasn’t exactly Zen…but it proved very effective in my more “mainstream political days.” He also allowed me to give advice to him. He once spend all night on line looking up Wicca/Witchcraft and the Goddess. The next day he couldn’t wait to tell me: how to cast a circle, what the four corners represented, and how to ground energy. It was so cool! When we made love it transcended just sex…it was a meeting of souls...and no alcohol or E was involved! It was like having a real partner…someone you could share your fears, dreams, and hopes and know you would not only be supported, but met in a safe and loving way. My socialist…I met after my Republican.. Hey I needed a change…He also made me question my boundaries and help me see life from a different…more radical angle. The first time we met we spend 8 hours together just talking and sharing ideas..thoughts…life. The second time we met up and made love all night. It was the first and only time in my life that I made love to a man…and knew…this one was a keeper…this man will be in my life for a long, long time. A quickie for us was 2 hours! He introduced me to Oshun, and my true path. He would help me build my altars and gave me space on his. He help me contact to my Ancestors and deeper magical self. And finally my Bohemian Pan Lover. He came to me when I was at a crossroad in my life. Where I was make the unconscious change of going from comfortable insurance broker with the apartment facing the lake to budding witch/priestess/bard. He introduced me to my healer self. My first poem I had written in years was for his birthday. We would lie together and trance to past lives we shared. We did magik, made love…and all with an ease and comfort that I have not shared with many men. All were amazing, beautiful, experiences. I can look back on them now with love and gratitude. I have healed through them and with them…and now as I move on into the future I realize several things. I want to have fun in love…It doesn’t have to be intense dark, and brooding. I want to be free in love. It doesn’t have to be oppressive, obsessive, possessive, or burdensome. I want…NEED…to have lovers to inspire, desire, and conspire with me! And most importantly I want to transform, be transformed and grow with the lovers I bring in. Perhaps my “soul mate” is out there. The keeper…but in the mean time I want to taste all the wonderful, juicy nectar of the amazing blossoms starting to open up!!! Bless Them Bees!

From Sheep to Tiger/Panther....

Luna — Mon, 23 Oct 2006 22:56:06 GMT

I had this amazing workshop this weekend! It was a workshop that answered a dream I had several years ago. The workshop was entitled “The Art of Living by Synchronicity.” One of the stories Robert Moss shared was so powerful I had to share it here. “There was a beautiful Indian Tiger, a pregnant female. She hadn't eaten in several days when she came upon a herd of sheep. She thought to herself..."dinner is served!" She locked in on her prey, jumped and because of her extra weight missed her intended target and hit her head against a rock, dying instantly. Her cub was born soon after. The motherless cub mewed for his mother. The sheep taking pity on the cub decided to raise it as its own, even though the cub was “slightly different.” The cub grew up mewing like a sheep, grazing on grass like a sheep, and all and all thinking it was a sheep. One day the great royal Bengal tiger was cruising through the jungle. It had already had a nice meal of a few gazelles when it came along the herd of sheep. Thinking…”ah, a nice bit of desert…” The sheep feeling the man eating tiger’s presence….scattered….all except the sheep wanna be that sat there looking up at the magnificent tiger. The tiger looking at the wanna be sheep asked…”Dude ,what are you doing here?” The wanna be sheep…mewed. The tiger looked at the wanna bee sheep with distain. Grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and dragged him off to the river. He held his head over the river so that the wanna be sheep could see his reflection. The wanna be sheep mewed with terror…there were now two huge Bengal tigers! The tiger said…”this simply will not do!” and dragged the wanna be sheep off to his lair. He open the wanna bee sheep’s mouth and let some left over gazelle drip down the wanna be sheep’s throat. The warm and tasty blood awaken things in the wanna be sheep’s ancestor memory that made the sheep roar…a sheep no longer. Now, said the tiger, let’s talk about your behavior….

I'm Directing a Play!!!!

Luna — Sat, 29 Jul 2006 00:39:43 GMT

I'm Directing a Play!!!! Date & Time: Saturday July 29, 2006 8:00 PM Greetings All, Saturday night is the last night to catch, "A Black Woman Speaks." We've been getting great feed back! The play has been a success in it's ability to get people talking about the history that woman face in this country that has to be dealt with before "moving on." Come check out the premier showing before it moves on to Broadway!!! Also showing on the same night are "Changing Our Fates and Chosen....which round off a FABULOUS line up!!! Bright Blessings, Luna P. Some of the comments used to describe a Black Woman Speaks...."Breath Taking, Surprisingly Powerful..... Enthralling...... *********************************************************** The First Semi-Annual PlayRites Festival: A Ritual in One Act July 21-23 & 28-30 at 8pm Theatre Rhinoceros 2926 16th St. at S. Van Ness San Francisco one block from 16th st BART Tickets 15$- for one night or 25$ for both programs For tickets call 510-868-0693 Or go to www.therhino.org or www.magicalacts.org www.eagleunltd.com/MART/Pla...Card1.jpg Magical Acts Ritual Theater proudly presents our 1st Annual Play/Rites Festival: Ritual in One Act, to be held at Theatre Rhinoceros at 2926 16th Street in San Francisco at 8:00 PM on July 21, 22, 23 and July 28, 29, 30. The Festival will feature creative works from emerging artists that combine ritual and theatre. The festival will be organized into two programs. Tickets are $15 for one evening and program, and $25 for both programs over two evenings. The works presented at the Festival include: _ A Black Woman Speaks is an adaptation of Beah Richards' original monologue that was first performed 50 years ago and whose words are still significant. This play has been revised as a five woman piece that hopefully opens dialogue and begins the healing process between Black women and their White sisters, utilizing the Ancestor energies of the African Ancestor, the Slave, the Beah Richards Archetype, the Higher Consciousness of White Women and finally, the Descendant. Adapted and Directed by Luna Pantera. _ Changing Our Fates is a ritual performance about what happens when three faces of the Goddess take up the fight against patriarchy and fundamentalist conservatism. It is a statement about the strength of the Goddess archetype throughout history and her human embodiments, with emphasis on the need for modern women to rise up against the war in Iraq. Adapted by Rabbit from the play "Rise of the Fates" by Z Budapest, Changing Our Fates will charm and challenge with wit, wisdom, and womanpower! _ I, Hippolyta, written and directed by Robyn Brooks, intends to recreate the myth of Shakespeare's Queen Hippolyta's abduction into captivity as a tale of empowerment that gives the Amazon Queen Hippolyta back her power through language, ritual and healing. In this tale, a work in progress, the Goddesses are as fierce as the women warriors. _ Thread depicts the journey from the depths of despair to a plane of mission and finally, blessing. Using the ritual forms of poetry and dance, a point of view is offered that our journeys are not only supported by loved ones in this world, but also blessed by ancestors, gods and goddesses who remind us of the divine spark inherent in our beings. Written by Patricia Kevena Fili. Co-Directed by Patricia Kevena Fili and Victoria De La Garza. _ Revisionist History by Derik K. Cowan is a multimedia performance piece exploring concepts of group reincarnation and ritualized mourning. Referencing The Oresteia and Hamlet, Revisionist History recounts the tale of an archetypical family's struggle to learn to live together over the course of three lifetimes as seen through the eyes of the hero's lover, now mourning the hero's death from an AIDS-related illness. _ Performance artist Leo I. Rodriguez, founder of Prophecy Theatre, proudly presents Chosen. Rodriguez, adopted as an infant, explores adoption and his search for truth, meaning and purpose through vivid, bitter-sweet storytelling and song, taking the audience along on a spiritual journey to probe life choices, fate, destiny, the artistic soul and ultimately answering why WE are chosen. "There is nothing more joyous and liberating than to bring a dream to life", says Angelique Heddings, Artistic Director of Magical Acts Ritual Theater. "There are so many budding playwrights, directors and producers in the field of live theatre that never get their chance. Magical Acts is creating a name for themselves in the exploration of mysticism and magic manifesting on stage, and I'm so thrilled to see these artists have the opportunity and the place to explore self ___expression, healing, and affirmation." For more information, contact the box office: 510-868-0693 Purchase tickets at the door or reserve online at www.ticketweb.com or go to magicalacts.org or therhino.org The HTML graphics in this message have been displayed. [Edit Preferences - What's This?]

I'm Still Standing....

Luna — Wed, 18 Jan 2006 21:10:40 GMT

So yesterday I thought was going to be a good day. Kind of uneventful except for the fact that I and my friend Margaretta where having our first advance intuitive magik class that we had been looking forward to for months. I get off the BART train and notice that I have several messages. One is from my best friend from high school who is the godmother of my daughter. We've been friends for over 30 years. In high school Lisa, myself and Frances where named the three musketeers "best friends forever." Lisa and I have stayed friends, going through divorce, the birth of our two daughters. Drifting away a bit because she's a born again Christian, and I'm....not, but still able to pick up the phone and reconnect without much afford. France on the other hand drifted further apart. She had always been "the golden girl." Best grades, hottest boyfriend, coolest car. Her parents were over achiever, so Frances became an overachiever. Vice President at Wells Fargo before she was 30. While Lisa and I were happy with our simple lives, Frances never seem to reach that state of fulfillment....the next Beamer, the next promotion...it was never enough. We had a falling out about the difference in our values and lifestyles about 5 years ago. Time flew on....Lisa's and my daughter grew up like wild wheats. Lisa leaves a message…Urgent…call me back ASAP! Anyway....next message from my room mate. Our house was broken into and ransacked. He wasn't sure if anything was taking out, but my patio door to my room was open when he came home. Nothing I can do...class starts in an hour.....breath...and send a prayer to the Goddess that nothing important is gone and thanks that my snake and cat seem to be fine. Call me girlfriend back 5 minutes later....Frances past away just after Christmas. She had Colon cancer....the family didn't have our current addresses....Once again a friend pasts over and I don't have a change to say goodbye....My life is in a whirl wind...and class starts in 45 minutes.... My head feels like it's going to explode...I go upstairs and my friend sense something is up....I break down...as much as someone like me can....she lays me down and gives me an intense Reiki session to help me reconnect to my root and release the energy, anger, and rage that has started to build up in my head. Class begins...we check in....I hold it together...I ground....I go on.... Today in my daily mediation...I'm told that this is leading me to something better....another cleansing... I breath...I ask for strength....and I go on...

And So It Goes...

Luna — Thu, 08 Dec 2005 19:02:38 GMT

Well, following in the words and path of a glorious Goddess I know I know...I begin my birthday week...perhaps it might turn into a birthday month! It's weird... I've always use this time to go into myself. I'm not really into the party celebration. Never have been really, even as a kid. Back in the days when I was flush...I would rent a cottage in Inverness by the water. And have a dinner celebration...just me and my Ancestors...I would go over the year...my joys/celebrations...my pitfalls and heartbreaks...and I would stare into the fire and see what the follow year would hold for me. And I would stay up all night writing madly in my journal...poems...thoughts...predictions for the future. It seem the fire would burn until my energy would wane and I would be force to go upstairs and lay my spirit down in the wonderful feather bed and dream of a world where magik...love...and Goddess energy were the norm. I haven't been to "my cottage" in years. But I now have a national park outside my door. I wake up to Ravens, Turkey Vultures and song birds. My eyes open to roving hills and trees. I'm lulled to sleep at night by crickets. I'm finally teaching magik class to others who thirst for the knowledge and wisdom that lay deep inside of them. I do "the cards" for people who have questions about their lives’ path and with the help of Spirit help them confirm the answers that have already come to them. My dreams...my familiars....my friend I've met and have yet to meet enrich and enlighten my life. And as I enter into my 43 year I am richer, wiser, and continue to ask Spirit to allow me to be her "sponge" letting go of the poison in my life and taking in Her sweet honey! ....And in the mean time...winning the lotto wouldn't hurt....