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The Two Rules of Spell-Casting

By Love & Relationships, PaganismNo Comments

If your pagan to cast a Spell you gather energy some from yourself and some from other sources (earth, air, fire, water & cosmos) and use your Will to give the energy an intention. Then you send the energy into the Astral Plane to start working on bringing the changes that you want in your life. There are two rules to spell-casting that I’ve recently been reminded of:

1. Be careful what you wish for, because you might just get it.
2. Be specific, if your vague the cosmos will give you what you want but not necessarily in the way that you want it.

So quite sometime ago I popped on Mariah Carey’s Dreamlover and Emotions:

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And using these songs as inspiration I raised energy, gave it the intention and sent it on it’s way.

Well this was what followed over about three months:

  • A drunk, supposedly straight guy appearing at my door in the early hours of the morning wearing nothing but a towel offering me some you-know-what.
  • Meeting another supposedly straight guy and his fiancée at a party. His fiancee went off to work and as the party went on he got drunker and drunker which resulted in him inviting me back to his (while his fiancée is working) for some you-know-what.
  • Some other supposedly straight guy asking for a quick thumble.

Needless to say, I didn’t take any of these men up on their offers.

Then it suddenly clicked – I wasn’t specific enough. When I cast I didn’t specify that the man had to be gay and single. Whoops. Won’t be making that mistake again.

So if your ever thinking of spell-casting, remember the two rules and you won’t go far wrong.

Write soon,

Antony



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My Blackpool Birthday

By Friends & Family, Happiness & JoyOne Comment

On Saturday 14th May 2011 I was twenty five (see Twenty Five). After coming up with some birthday celebration ideas, I decided a night out in Blackpool. I took some photos early on in the evening to ensure I had some suitable to show. So here they are:


(Me showing off my new outfit bought specially for the occasion.)


(Me and the long lost brother.)


(Jane and Steve.)


(Sarah, Neil -brother, Ian house mate, and Mum.)

A good night was had by all, with me doing my usual mother hen-ing making sure everyone was ok. It made me feel very lucky to have such wonderful family and friends.

Take Care,

Antony

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The Best of 300

By The WebNo Comments

This is my 300th blog post on this version of the site (see Geeky Post: Website Development). So from previous blog posts here’s 50 good reads for you:

Advice
1. Relaxation
3. What makes a relationship work?
4. All of your tick boxes

Funny
5. You know your getting old(er) when…
6. Funny Cartoons from a friend
7. More funny cartoons from a friend
8. Dear Madonna
9. Scape Goat
10. Addiction to shower gells
11. My First Wet Shave
12. Immitation is the biggest form of flattery…or maybe not?

Gay
13. A man named Alan Turning
14. The blood debate continues
15. The Independent on Sunday Pink List 2010, my thoughts
16. Pride
17. A Sad Truth
18. An interesting AIDS Advert
19. My Pride Costume
20. ‘If I were gay’ Straight Humour

Happy Times
21. Psychic Party & Home Warming
22. Partying – despite the weather
23. Salsa Tuesday’s
24. A Night of Laughter

Inspiration
25. The Story of Rosa Parks
26. A pearl of wisdom from Dame Edna
27. Inspirational Icons

Learning about me
28. Dear Me, A letter to my 16 year old self
29. What influences my IDENTITY?

Love
30. Adventure 2 – Benidorm Part 2
31. A Weekend Away, Up North – Adventure 1
32. An Unsent Letter
33. One Month
34. 18 of my favourite love songs
35. Past time Crushes

Music Gigs
36. Tina was Incredible
37. Pink is Sexy
38. The Feeling were Awesome

Paganism
39. Pagan Festivals
40. Apollo
41. Making a pumpkin latern for Samhain
42. A Magickal Grand Plan
43. Money Magick

People
44. People that inspire me
45. A Lovely Day with Simon

Sad Times
46. My Darling Baby Brother
47. Goodbye M
48. Grief

Writing
49. My Writing Process – for some of my better blog posts
50. Inspired by Stephen Fry

Take Care,

Antony

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Pretty Scary Pride

By Gay, Health2 Comments

Gay pride isn’t usually associated with anything scary or frightening. I mean with it’s array of colour and campness how could it be? Well I’ve attended Manchester Gay Pride for a number of years and always had a great time. Not only is it a big party but you get a warm feeling inside knowing that you’re helping to support gay, lesbian, bisexual and trans charities. However this year was to be different…

On a wet Saturday afternoon in the city centre I was ready to play my part in the parade. Wearing a white paint print t-shirt and white jogging bottoms with bright coloured hankies stitched down the sides I was ready to go. The parade set off and it was not long before I felt really unwell. I felt tired and a bit shaky. I was having a hypo. So I sent a friend to the float to get my bag with my chocolate in, sugar being the remedy for a hypo which normally kicks in pretty fast. He toodled off to get my bag.

Then my eye sight seemed to switch it’s self on and off intermittently. I could see and then for a split second just black, then back to seeing. I looked at my hand and up my arm all of which seemed to be shaking. I started to feel like I was loosing my balance and then I got a massive pain in my chest and remember my hand going towards my chest before everything going black.

I came round in an ambulance with two gay, sexy paramedics. One putting some sugar based gel in my mouth and then the other taking my details. I was on my way to hospital with another friend accompanying me. Apparently I had had a fit and fell to the floor hurting my cheek (see photo below), knee, back and arms on the floor.

It took me a while before I came round sat in the accident and emergency department at the hospital. But when I did I couldn’t remember if I thanked them. I should have thanked them and gave them my number so I could buy them both a drink when they were off duty. My excuse for buying them a drink would have been to say thanks, but the real reason, well I’ll leave that upto your imagination. If only I’d been more with it in the ambulance.

Write soon,

Antony

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