The Shopping Goddess Hath Provided

I just finished my last day at my old job and took my "severance pay" down the street to the neighborhood Pharmacy/Stationary/Liquor/Scrapbooking/Everything store with the vague idea of refreshing my stationary collection, notecards, stickers, and the like, and also picking up a few candles. As I walked in, I was not so much struck as mildly nagged with the thought that I should go to the local thrift store afterwards.

I found all the papery things I desired, as well as four elemental candles and a purple one for meditation, and a couple of bags of incense. The store is getting more and more pagan friendly, though admittedly a bit on the teenagery side--they carry these folders with "Pagan" images of unicorns and buxomy women doing magick in the night...

After that, I walked home, ducked in the door and deposited my wares, and walked straight back out to the thrift store, intending to find a blue dish for the meditations (I thought it was a neat suggestion). The place is notorious for hidden treasure at ridiculously wonderful prices. They are also notorious for strange and not-quite-predictable operating hours. I was therefore much relieved to see that they were open.

And that they were having a half-off sale.

I know.

Though I did buy a blue dish, on further thought I've decided it doesn't feel right and I can work without it. I found many treasures, not all of which I'm sure how I will use yet. Among them was a bag of six brass candlesticks priced at $4 for the bag. Due to the sale, I payed $2. I also found this silver-plated dish I have the vague notion of polishing up to use for an altar mirror or an alternative to a chalice. There was a green-glass dish which I think I'll place on the north side to hold salt in, and also a very pretty tin box I'm going to use to hoard either candles or tea.

Considering I'm somewhat broomcloseted, it's not the best idea that I set this stuff up permanently, lest my mother get really uncomfortable. But I'm glad to have it for when I move out, and I can set it up when I need it and put it away in between. Besides which, I've become quite astute at altar-less magick and ritual. I know I don't need the props. But I like the atmosphere of it--it instills some extra enchantment into the whole shebang.

So after I finish lunch, I'm off to locate whatever polish is lingering about the house to brush up my new treasures. Yea verily.