Author: Katrina Rasbold

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The Wick Was Too Close to the Glass

By Katrina Rasbold

I read candles for a living, among other things. When I finish spellwork for a client, the prayer candle itself is part of the reading, and I pay close attention to what happened while it burned. Black soot on the glass traditionally indicates resistance or obstacles. White soot can indicate divine or spiritual assistance. Wax that manages to break through the glass and bleed down across the label is a breakthrough, although often not a particularly gentle one. The way the wax pools, the direction it moves, the condition of the wick, the residue on the glass, and the behavior of the flame can all contribute information about how the working progressed.

I also know perfectly well that candles are physical objects and, I can embrace those magical words, “Science is a thing.”

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I Have a Rock for That

There is a particular sound a Pagan makes when encountering a good rock. It isn’t quite a word. It’s more of an oooh. The rock may be lying beside a creek, embedded in the dirt along a trail, sitting at the edge of a parking lot, or minding its own business somewhere completely unremarkable. This does not matter. Something about it has caught our attention, and now we must pick it up.

I have a strong working knowledge of stones. I can usually identify what I’m looking at, and I’m familiar with the magical and metaphysical properties traditionally associated with many of them. This does absolutely nothing to prevent the ancient instinct known as Good rock. Must have. Continue reading I Have a Rock for That

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Apparently, I Have More Shadow Work to Do

By Katrina Rasbold

I miss the days when being irritated with someone meant I was irritated with someone. These days, apparently, I need to examine why this person triggers me, determine what they’re mirroring back to me, identify the unhealed wound they’ve activated, journal about my response, pull three Tarot cards, take a cleansing bath, and investigate whether the whole mess originated with my maternal ancestors.

I was hoping to just call them an asshole and get on with my afternoon.

Welcome to shadow work. Continue reading Apparently, I Have More Shadow Work to Do

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Who Put the Rules in Witchcraft?

By Katrina Rasbold

Somewhere, at some point, someone decided you should never buy your own Tarot cards.

I would very much like to meet this person.

Mostly because I have questions.

Who does buy them, then? Is there a designated Tarot distribution committee? Do I submit an application? What happens if nobody in my family takes the hint? Am I simply destined to wander through life Tarotless until a mysterious benefactor recognizes my readiness and presents me with a Rider-Waite deck? Continue reading Who Put the Rules in Witchcraft?

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We Think We Dress Like Stevie Nicks (But We Really Dress Like Marla Singer)

Every generation of Pagans seems to have an unofficial fashion icon.

If social media is to be believed, we’re all gliding through forests in flowing black velvet, trailing lace sleeves, silver jewelry, and enough dramatic scarves to supply an off-Broadway production of Macbeth. Somewhere in the background, Stevie Nicks is singing while ravens circle obligingly overhead.

It’s a lovely image.

It just doesn’t happen to resemble most of the Pagans I know. Continue reading We Think We Dress Like Stevie Nicks (But We Really Dress Like Marla Singer)

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Why Do We Save Candle Stubs?

By Katrina Rasbold

I was looking for one particular candle the other day.

Not a fancy one. Not the expensive beeswax pillar I’d been saving for some future occasion worthy of its existence. I was looking for a little red candle that had already done its job. It had burned down to a crooked little nub, with barely enough wax left to stand on its own.

Naturally, I couldn’t find it.

What I could find was an entire box of other candle stubs. Continue reading Why Do We Save Candle Stubs?

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The Middle Way of High Summer: Finding Balance Between Action and Rest

By Katrina Rasbold

We are sitting squarely in the middle of July. The excitement of the Summer Solstice has passed, the intense alchemical heat of the summer crucible is blazing all around us, and yet, the first harvest of Lammas is still just on the horizon. In this dense, shimmering stretch of the year, a strange kind of spiritual exhaustion can creep into our circles.

Our agrarian ancestors knew that this was a period of tense waiting. The crops were in the fields, baking under the solar furnace, but they weren’t ready for the sickle. If you pushed too hard, you ruined the yield. If you did nothing, the weeds took over. Survival depended on mastering a delicate, high-summer equilibrium.

For the modern practitioner, this mid-July station offers a profound lesson in the Middle Way—the art of balancing fierce external action with deep internal restoration. Continue reading The Middle Way of High Summer: Finding Balance Between Action and Rest

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The Crucible of July: White-Hot Magic and the Power of the Furnace

By Katrina Rasbold

Look outside your window during the mid-afternoon hours of July, and you will see a landscape standing in a state of absolute, baking intensity. The gentle, shifting rains of spring are a distant memory. The soil is hard, the air is thick with heat, and the sun hangs in the sky like an unblinking, golden eye.

In modern society, we spend this month retreating indoors, turning up the air conditioning, and waiting for the temperature to drop. We treat the high heat as an inconvenience to endure.

But ancient earth-spiritual traditions view this specific stretch of summer completely differently. They recognize it as the crucible of the year.

A crucible is a severe test—a vessel designed to withstand extreme temperatures so that whatever is placed inside can melt, transform, and purify. July is not a time for passive, comfortable comfort. It is the month of white-hot alchemy, and it demands that we step directly into the furnace. Continue reading The Crucible of July: White-Hot Magic and the Power of the Furnace

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The Radical Act of Independence: Claiming Your Sovereign Landscape

Two hundred and fifty years ago, a group of flawed, complicated radicals sat in a humid room in Philadelphia and did something entirely treasonous: they signed a declaration claiming absolute sovereignty over their own lives, their own fortunes, and their own sacred honor. They drew a hard line of non-encroachment against a distant, dominant tyranny.

Today, as our backyards fill with the scent of charcoal and the concussive boom of fireworks, it is easy to let “Independence Day” dissolve into simple consumerism and passive nostalgia.

But if we look at the state of our world—if we hold up a mirror to the heavy, pressing realities of our current political climate—we quickly realize that independence is not a historical event we inherit. It is a radical, ongoing act of spiritual warfare that we must wage every single day.

As earth-centered practitioners, true patriotism has nothing to do with blind allegiance to a flag or a state. True patriotism is an allegiance to the land itself, to the diverse community that inhabits it, and to the fierce defense of the sovereign spaces we possess.

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Finding the Still Point: The Sacred Interlude of Midsummer

By Katrina Rasbold

Now that we have officially crested the peak of the Summer Solstice and launched the Summer 2026 issue, a unique energetic shift takes place in the natural world. The frantic, skyward momentum of spring and early summer suddenly slows. The wild weeds have done their rapid climbing, the wild berries are ripening on the vine, and the trees stand in their full, heavy cloaks of deep green. Continue reading Finding the Still Point: The Sacred Interlude of Midsummer

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Passing the Peak: Welcoming the Summer 2026 Issue

By Katrina Rasbold

The longest day of the year has reached its zenith, and the solar wheel begins its slow, magnificent turn toward the harvest. We stand bathed in the full, lingering light of Midsummer. To honor this potent seasonal threshold, we officially announce the release of the Summer 2026 issue of Green Egg Magazine, Vol. LVIII, No. 194! Continue reading Passing the Peak: Welcoming the Summer 2026 Issue

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Whose Sabbat Is It Anyway?

By Katrina Rasbold

Modern Pagans love a clean calendar. We dutifully mark our planners for May 1st, June 21st, or October 31st, preparing our rituals and gathering our supplies to match the rigid grid of the standard solar year. We stress over perfect timing, worrying that if we miss the exact hour of a planetary alignment or a solar peak, the magic won’t quite take root. Continue reading Whose Sabbat Is It Anyway?

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Ink, Identity, and the Pentagon: Erasing the Minority Faiths

By Katrina Rasbold

On paper, bureaucracy looks sterile. It moves in the quiet rustle of memos, the dry language of administrative updates, and the clinical scrubbing of data fields. But earlier this week, a pencil stroke at the Pentagon sent a shockwave through the global Pagan community.

The U.S. Department of Defense officially slashed its list of recognized religious affiliation codes from over 200 faith traditions down to just 31.

The administrative axe fell heavily on minority belief systems. In an instant, designations for Pagans, Wiccans, Druids, Heathens, Asatru, Unitarian Universalists, and Humanists ceased to exist in the official military tracking system. In their place, a heavily streamlined list emerged—one where nearly two-thirds of the remaining codes represent specific Christian denominations. Continue reading Ink, Identity, and the Pentagon: Erasing the Minority Faiths

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Standing at the Gates of June: The Magic of the Threshold

By Katrina Rasbold

Tomorrow night, as the sun dips below the horizon, we bid farewell to May. We stand precisely at the threshold of June, a cross-quarter transition that carries a distinct, powerful shift in the energetic landscape.

If May was the month of raw desire, frantic planting, and the ecstatic, chaotic growth of Beltane, June is the month of illumination. We are moving out of the shadows of the soil and stepping directly into the full, unyielding light of the sun. The time for hiding, planning, and whispering in the dark is over. The season of visibility has arrived. Continue reading Standing at the Gates of June: The Magic of the Threshold

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The Mid-Spring Pause: Cultivating the Garden of the Soul

By Katrina Rasbold

There is a brief, magical window of time in late May where the entire earth seems to take a collective breath. The frantic energy of early spring—the clearing of brush, the planting of seeds, and the ecstatic dancing of Beltane—has passed. The frantic heat of the Summer Solstice is not quite here yet.

Right now, we are in the thick of the growing season.

For many modern Pagans, this can actually be a difficult transition. Our community thrives on beginnings and endings; we love the clean slate of Samhain, the crisp hope of Ostara, and the bright fires of Beltane. But what do we do when the initial excitement wears off and the daily work of maintenance begins? Continue reading The Mid-Spring Pause: Cultivating the Garden of the Soul

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When the Universe is Just Being Loud: The Fine Art of Pagan Over-Thinking

By Katrina Rasbold

It starts innocently enough. You are sitting on your porch, sipping your morning coffee, when a glossy, jet-black crow lands on the railing. It tilts its head, fixes you with a bead-like eye, and lets out a solitary, booming “CAW!” – the crow sound “caw,” not the Church of All Worlds “CAW”.

A normal person might think, Oh, a crow.

But you are a Pagan. You don’t do “normal.” Everything is magical and everything means something and mostly, it does.

Continue reading When the Universe is Just Being Loud: The Fine Art of Pagan Over-Thinking

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The Cost of Silence and the Weight of Hope

By Katrina Rasbold

I feel hopeful today because of a hard truth I am finally seeing clearly: we are learning the cost of silence.

I’ve been reflecting on a line from Philippa Gregory’s Boleyn Traitor, a novel about Jane Boleyn. As she nears the end of her life, Jane realizes that Katherine Howard is destined for the same fate as those before her. Speaking of the tyranny of Henry VIII, she speculates that they all should have said “no” when the first innocent fell—to the axe or the rope—so that someone would have been there to say “no” for them at the end. It is a chilling reminder: if we do not say “no” now, there will be no one left to say “no” for us later.

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Magic in Movies: Is Hollywood Reflecting Our Soul or Just Selling Our Skin?

By Katrina Rasbold

In the half-century since Green Egg first began chronicling the Awakening of Gaia, our community has moved from the shadowy fringes of the “Occult” section to the glittering center of the global marquee. In 2026, you can’t swing a ritual cord without hitting a streaming service featuring a teenage necromancer, a kitchen witch with a podcast, or a reimagined folk-horror deity.

But as the Witchy Aesthetic becomes a billion-dollar industry, we have to ask: Is Hollywood reflecting our soul, or just selling our skin?

As Pagans and Witches, our relationship with the screen is a complex one—a dance between the thrill of being seen and the sting of being distorted. Continue reading Magic in Movies: Is Hollywood Reflecting Our Soul or Just Selling Our Skin?

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The Bright Fire and the Deep Moon: Beltane 2026

By Katrina Rasbold

We are exactly one week away from the Great Fire Festival. The Maypoles are being prepped, the ribbons are being dyed, and across the Northern Hemisphere, the sap is rising with a ferocity that feels both ancient and urgent.

In the popular imagination, Beltane is often reduced to two things: a bonfire and a license to express our sexuality. And while we at Green Egg will never turn down a good fire or a celebration of sacred sensuality, to stop there is to miss the marrow of the Sabbat.

Beltane is not just a party; it is an expression of the eternal regeneration of life. And in 2026, as we face a rare alignment of the Sabbat with a Full Moon in Scorpio, the message of Beltane is deeper—and more necessary—than ever.

The Sacred Marriage of Force and Form

At its heart, Beltane is the celebration of the “Sacred Marriage”—the union of the May Queen (the Earth in her peak fertility) and the Green Man (the vital life force that surges through the wild). This isn’t just a metaphor for human romance; it is the fundamental physics of the universe. It is the moment when Potential meets Manifestation.

When we dance the Maypole, we are weaving the red and white ribbons of blood and bone, of spirit and matter. We are reminding ourselves that we are not separate from the Earth’s lust for life. Our desires, our creative projects, and our physical vitality are all part of Gaia’s own “quickening.”

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Beyond the Blue Marble: Earth Day 2026 and the Partisans of Gaia

By Katrina Rasbold

April 22nd is right around the corner. In the secular world, Earth Day is often reduced to a few hours of picking up litter or sharing a “Blue Marble” photo on social media. But for those of us whose altar is the soil and whose scripture is the wind, Earth Day 2026 feels different. It feels less like a celebration and more like a summoning.

As we stand in mid-April, the scientific reports tell us we are at a crossroads. We are exiting a period of relative oceanic stability and entering an El Niño cycle that threatens to bring record-breaking heat and drought to much of the West. While the world debates policy, the Earth is already making her move. Continue reading Beyond the Blue Marble: Earth Day 2026 and the Partisans of Gaia