Tag Archive: Magic

Three Kings

Three Kings

Three Czech kings have a nasty but well-deserved run-in with a witch. Chapter 8 of “The Secret Life of Stone”.

The Cobblers

The work of a Prague Cobbler.

Zuzu narrates a strange Prague encounter with creatures she calls Cobblers. Chapter 1 of The Secret Life of Stone.

Transitions Abroad Essay Competition Winner

Dear Readers, Just a quick note to let you know that the essay I wrote about life in Prague as an expat placed as a runner-up winner in the Transitions Abroad essay competition. The article, Living in Prague as an Expat: The Times They Are a-Changin’, will be on their website for the next year….

Wild Things Make My Heart Sing

My copy of Where The Wild Things are, circa 1984.

Reflections on the magical and terrifying film “Where The Wild Things Are”.

Intimate Strangers

The first in a series of reflections on the incredible Dialogue 2010, curated by Rose Deniz and on the topic of hybrid identities and location.

In the “Nought”ies I:

Many of the things that I did in the Naughts Decade. I probably left out a bunch, but anyway.

My Supernatural Fetish

At the moment I have a totally healthy obsession with the Sookie Stackhouse mysteries by Charlaine Harris, the novels that have become the HBO phenomenon known as “True Blood.” I say my obsession is healthy because it’s my staple obsession, going back to childhood: My absolute and utter fascination and love of the supernatural. Monsters,…

The Mother Claws

Unlike most places in the world that can seem alien at first glance, Prague hides her true nature until she trusts you enough to share of herself. The longer you are here the more she undresses her darkest secrets and shows you her violent scars. Kafka called her a number of variations on “the little…

Food of The Gods: The Ethiopan Experience

My introduction to Ethiopia and its cuisine was in a Rastafarianism, Reggae, and the African Diaspora course I took in university. What struck me the most was learning that Ethiopia had never been colonized, and is one of the few African nations never to have been. Not for lack of trying, mind you. The Italians…

The Trauma Fairy

I am pretty sure I’ve discovered a new fairy who has been in my life for some time now. I’m calling her The Trauma Fairy, and my belief is she goes into our minds while we sleep and erases things that are just too awful to remember. One of the more dramatic times she visited…

LOST in symbolism

The Season 6 finale of “LOST” featured a gargantuan statue of the Egyptian crocodile-headed god Sobek. Being fascinated not only with “LOST” but also Egyptian mythology (I even took a how-to-read-hieroglyphics course a few years back) I figured it must mean something. *Builds a mountain out of mashed potatoes* Sobek was worshipped in ancient Egyptian…

A Love Letter to Pfaff the Pfooter

Written on a postcard of your Fairy Challenger oracle card, #56: “Plant your feet,Bend your knees,Sway with the bumps and lurches of life.” Where a stamp shaped like a hole in my sock could go:PragueJanuary 23, 2008So basically you’re saying that I should go through life with the same principle as standing on a tram:…

A Love Letter to Bad Fairies

Written on a Brian Froud-esque postcard of the eerie park at Karlovo Namesti: Even whenyou are badyou are goodto me. Where a mushroom-shaped stamp could go it says:Prague 2, Nove MestoNovember 5, 2008I realised that in Prague there is a huge difference between places with bad energy and places with bad fairies. I’m lucky enough…

A Love Letter to Giselle

Written on a postcard made from the Enchanted DVD box: Iwannabejustlikeyou. Where a stamp could go but your song will deliver it:October 31, 2008Andalasia, across from The Valley of ContentmentYou are so lovely an inspiration.

A Love Letter to Bavian Frodi

Written on a postcard of your Faery Oracle card Number 38, Laiste the Moon’s Daughter: Your visionsare a bridgeinto a world I alwayswanted to visitand now realiseis all aound me. Where I’ve no need for a stamp because surely a nice faery will deliver it for me:October 23, 2008PragueThere aren’t enough words to thank you…

Good Omens, Bad Omens

The year 2008, and so far six months living in Prague. Today is the first day the Sun has broken through the cloud cover and pierced the shield of this vampire city. I haven’t written for ages, and I think it was because my last blog incarnation of The TripWire went stale and my ideas…

Satanic Inspiration: The Devil's Bible

Here’s the link to my first ever published article: http://www.praguepost.com/articles/2007/09/12/satanic-inspiration.php

“Clang Clang Clang” Went The Trolley

Ah Prague, sweet Prague. It seems I will never get tired of the magical view from our living room window. The sound of the trolley bells makes me smile each and every time. A few days ago, I went exploring to find the fantastically gothic church that perches on a hill very near our house….

Familiars

They say that the things we have lost will never be returned to us, but I’m not sure if that’s entirely true. Yes, what is gone cannot itself return but I think aspects of what we have lost come back in many familiar forms. Take my Spirit Guide, Cubby, the wolf-dog who was my companion…

In A Glass Darkly, by Joseph Sheridan LeFanu, 1872

In A Glass Darkly is known as one of “the classics of occult fiction” and one of the first novels that portrays strange occurrences from an observer’s detached perspective. When I was researching horror for my novel Terata Americana of the Raving Variety, I read numerous references to this novel, which is actually a collection…

Heroes

do you ever get the feeling that you are meant for something more? not just something more, but something great? something amazing, something extraordinary. a feeling that is more than just a feeling or a hunch; something deep down into the dark core of you that tells you that you are special. that you are…

The Fortune-Telling Rabbit and Other Turkish Delights

The Fortune-Telling Rabbit Not just any rabbit, mind you, a White Rabbit with blue eyes brimming with wisdom. The wrinkled old keeper of the Rabbit told her my name, she looked me over and chose my fortune. It was on a piece of cream colored paper and outlined the very problems I had been experiencing…

StrangeDays Not Like Before

Indeed the last week or so since my Bobby Kennedy experience has been intense. I have had to deal with the strangest dreams, the strangest situations both in life and online and a lot is being released. I have, of late, been using the Aztec Calendar to make decisions and get myself into balance with…

Mermaid Island: A Fairy Tale

Once, long ago, there were fierce Amazon women warriors who lived deep in the jungle until one day they came under attack by Spanish conquistadores. The Amazons were a chosen people, The Great Goddess bade it so, and thus to prevent their extinction she transformed the Amazons into mermaids and sent them to live in…

a love letter to M. Night Shyamalan

Dear Mr. Shyamalan, So often I am touched by art created by another and in the immediate afterglow of the experience want to write to tell them how and how much it affected me. I never end up writing the letters and they are beginning to fill a cabinet within my heart. I don’t know…