Musings: The Southern Fried Witch Blog
Y’all. I have baby chicks ‘ary damn where.
It all started with a little trip to Tennessee, the holidays, and the lack of give-a-damn when I got back home. There Harriet sat—on three eggs—and I just couldn’t bring myself to take them from her . . . which was my first mistake. Shit fire and fall back in it: broody hens steal eggs.
It’s All Souls Day, the Day of the Dead, one of my favorite times of the entire year. As much as I celebrate the veil getting thin well before this day—and well beyond it—the mindfulness of lighting a special candle, wrapping myself up in my Grandma’s afghan, and pulling up to my ancestral roots in front of a roaring fire was exactly what my soul had been hankering for this year. It’s just so . . . purposeful. Mindful. Full.
My name is Seba. And I'm a kitchen witch. This should come as a surprise to no one. My grandma taught me that food could work as a love conduit—and I’ve never forgotten the lesson.
We are in the dog days of late summer down here in the Deep South. Every afternoon, there’s another heat advisory—not that we need warned. Southerners can feel the heat threatening to scream at the day after their first cup of coffee.
I reckon I’ve had small driftwood moments like this. Not yet ready to shuffle off this mortal coil, the universe has been letting me “practice.”
If I did this, rebuilt a bit, it wouldn’t be quite the same. It couldn’t be for you, readers. It would have to be for me.
The Southern Fried Witch Podcast
At first, I second guessed this one--then, I remembered who y'all are at heart. Batchildren. Beautiful, wild souls who might want to snuggle up and hear a little Gran-Witch thoughts about living.
Love y'all like children, Seba
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To purchase my book, Farmcraft: An Ecology of Witchfolk, go to one of the following (although it’s available elsewhere):
https://farmerish.net/product/farmcraft-an-ecology-of-witchfolk/
https://store.bookbaby.com/book/farmcraft?srsltid=AfmBOor0QIGYS057hQSnyT_C5WBNGjNXM_A21jIEgY6gOssYvXtbQESn
https://www.amazon.com/Farmcraft-Ecology-Witchfolk-Katharyn-Privett/dp/B0H864Z1WZ
I've been thinking a lot about what we give up, what we allow to slip away, and what can actually be stolen from us. I assure you, Batchildren: your magic cannot be stolen. I know it feels that way sometimes, especially when we love someone. But you can always refuse, especially when it comes to your light.
Be careful what you concede to losing.
Love y'all like chicken,
Seba
To support this podcast and get access to exclusive content, go to: https://www.patreon.com/southernfriedwitch
To purchase my book, Farmcraft: An Ecology of Witchfolk, go to one of the following (although it’s available elsewhere):
https://farmerish.net/product/farmcraft-an-ecology-of-witchfolk/
https://store.bookbaby.com/book/farmcraft?srsltid=AfmBOor0QIGYS057hQSnyT_C5WBNGjNXM_A21jIEgY6gOssYvXtbQESn
https://www.amazon.com/Farmcraft-Ecology-Witchfolk-Katharyn-Privett/dp/B0H864Z1WZ
Y'all, if you listened to my porch talk on Patreon the other day, you already know where we are going here. Thanks to everyone who attended the online book launch for Farmcraft: An Ecology of Witchfolk, y'all are precious!
In this episode, we are digging in deep: what is the difference in timing, intuition, and kairos? Understanding these nuances is an especially critical tool to have in your Craft box.
Hope this one helps, especially when lightening strikes.
Love y'all like chicken,
Seba
To purchase my book, go to one of the following (although it’s available elsewhere):
https://farmerish.net/product/farmcraft-an-ecology-of-witchfolk/
https://store.bookbaby.com/book/farmcraft?srsltid=AfmBOor0QIGYS057hQSnyT_C5WBNGjNXM_A21jIEgY6gOssYvXtbQESn
https://www.amazon.com/Farmcraft-Ecology-Witchfolk-Katharyn-Privett/dp/B0H864Z1WZ
To support this podcast and get access to exclusive content, go to: https://www.patreon.com/southernfriedwitch
Y'all, I thought we'd sink into something a bit more Witchy, as I reckon we are all super tired these days. This one matters, much more than you might think.
Also, I stopped fighting the cicadas at the end of this episode. They were so damn loud right outside the window. If you listen close in the last five minutes or so, you'll hear them.
Love y'all like chicken,
Seba
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Part II: Y’all, It’s been a while (and now I can hear the song by Staind in my head) since I’ve had to actually deploy my sword. As a Crone, as a grandma, I thought this was over. Ah, the folly of a Gen-X Witch.
And I’m ready. But it does occur to me that I’ve talked with y’all about dropping grief and lifting steel, but I haven’t gone in deep on how to prepare. This extra long episode digs into that—sorry about how long I went—but it was time to share it.
Don’t ever say die, Batchildren. Snuggle in close on the porch and let’s strategize, shall we?
I'm leaving this release open for all levels. Y'all all need this one. xoxo
Love y’all like chicken,
Seba
To support this podcast and get access to exclusive content, go to: https://www.patreon.com/southernfriedwitch
Y’all, It’s been a while (and now I can hear the song by Staind in my head) since I’ve had to actually deploy my sword. As a Crone, as a grandma, I thought this was over. Ah, the folly of a Gen-X Witch.
And I’m ready. But it does occur to me that I’ve talked with y’all about dropping grief and lifting steel, but I haven’t gone in deep on how to prepare. This extra long episode digs into that—sorry about how long I went—but it was time to share it.
Don’t ever say die, Batchildren. Snuggle in close on the porch and let’s strategize, shall we?
I'm leaving this release open for all levels. Y'all all need this one. xoxo
Love y’all like chicken,
Seba
To support this podcast and get access to exclusive content, go to: https://www.patreon.com/southernfriedwitch
Hey, y'all, I hope you had a wonderful Summer Solstice/Litha! Thank you again for letting me take that weekend off-- I really needed to focus and be in that moment.
We talked from the porch about this jumping off place for the second half of the year and I have thoughts about what that means, especially for this old witch. In considering the time to stop just holding the door against asshattery, it has occurred to me that I had misplaced my sword.
It was packed away, a bit dusty, but I found it.
Love y'all like chicken! Seba
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Y'all, it's sweltering down here. I saw stars today, and not the fun kind, working out in the yard.
Let's talk about Midsummer, aka Litha, and the harvests we forget to revel in as the longest night approaches.
There's only one way to go from there, Batchildren. I plan to wallow in every sweaty moment of it.
Love y'all like chicken,
Seba
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This one is a bit short, y'all, as I am still cleaning up the aftermath of a freak storm out here. I know y'all remember me saying that "something wicked this way comes," and turns out it to be right on the money.
But I've got a plan. Hope y'all are hanging in there--hope you enjoyed my weird ramble in the clover last night over on Patreon--and I'm standing right back up with a walking stick.
Love y'all like chicken, as always,
Seba
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Sorry, y'all: it was time. I've watched Witches let go of their magic click by click and needed to finally speak to this issue.
So, what is the relationship between art and magic? And, more importantly: what are the threats to that sacred connection?
Send me your thoughts on this one.
Also, and this is important: thank you so much for supporting this podcast. It's one of the ways that I attempt "art," and you are the reason I keep going. Love y'all like chicken!
xoxo Seba
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BLESSED BE Y’ALL!
Out in the Garden
Southern Magic Recipes
What’s a kitchen witch to do when her favorite pickled ginger is not in stock? You know the answer. Here’s my version of pickled ginger, made special with a bit of dried hibiscus flowers from the garden.
Winter nights are rough, y’all. I’m a spring baby and ridiculously seasonal, meaning I may seem fine, but deep down inside I’m sobbing in my pillow like a child. My grandma was like this, too—just cannot seem to get right in the colder months.
Okay, y’all. Sometimes we are just flat out worn down by the world and don’t have the time to make EVERYTHING from scratch. So here you are, beaten by work and chilled to the bone and hungry as hell. Well. If you have frozen ravioli, cheese, and some sort of pasta sauce: you’ve got this.
Y’all, it has taken me 53 years to make pepper jelly. I’ve made almost every other kind under the sun, but the omission of this one has almost lost my Southern card for me. That’s alright: better late than never.
For about three years, I was under a cornbread curse. Yup. I couldn’t remember the ratios of the recipe, more than anything, but also tried to use an off-brand flour and baking powder. No matter what I did, the cornbread (while okay) was not the one that made me swoon.
I was born and raised, for the most part, in Alabama. I’m a mom, a professor, a gardener, a writer, a damn fine cook, and a country witch.
Y’all, I’m having some balance issues. As Chicken Apocalypse has continued (too many born, not enough coops) and now I’m headed right into planting season, I reckon I’ve given over all of my remaining energy to my job and the podcast. But . . . I do miss blogging.