An excerpt from the Book of Jobberwocky, a modern day "Bible" written for modern times, reflecting modern attitudes.

I am alive after being gone from my practice for two months. While not stated in this, I could have moved near the lake but I could have still been living with my ex. Regardless, things weren't going the best here at home and in life. Also started a new job while working for my other one. This entry is the only entry for December.

From here, each entry until 2024 gets choppy. In the other entries at some point, I barely talk about it though I was dealing with relationship problems, life, medical things, and more. From these two entries though, I discover a White Dapperling and it's getting colder. I also think that between these two, I got a car that I had.

At 1:34 AM on April 18th, 2025, I have decided to write until I sleep. In this entry, I also talk about getting zero hours of sleep. I still continue to work on my Mabon wreath.

I decided to merge the last two entries of September all into one. This is also the last entry until October of 2023. In these two entries, it's Mabon talk plus some interactions with plants.

Easter, a time of renewal of rebirth and hope, of learning and living for as the sun returns with the summer warmth while winter fades for a while we celebrate all that Easter is. It doesn't matter what our beliefs are or how we celebrate for hope is the one thing we all find during this time of repentance, fasting, and feasting.

In this entry, I go to Marne Creek again, find some Bristlegrass and another Maple tree while working behind the scenes on a Mabon wreath.

This entry combines three smaller entry (the last grouped entries, I think). These are also the three entries before my birthday so in these entries, I wrote randomly.

In this entry, I am back out at the trails before continuing to plan for Mabon. I interact with a Hackberry tree and more!

Demeter sat there [in her new-built temple in Eleusis] apart from all the blessed gods and stayed, wasting with yearning for her deep-bosomed daughter [i.e. Persephone who was abducted by Haides]. Then she caused a most dreadful and cruel year for mankind over the all-nourishing earth: the ground would not make the seed sprout, for rich-crowned Demeter kept it hid. In the fields the oxen drew many a curved plough in vain, and much white barley was cast upon the land without avail. And so she would have destroyed the whole race of man with cruel famine . . . had not Zeus perceived and marked this in his heart . . . [Hermes, the messenger of Zeus, addresses Haides :] ‘Zeus bids me bring noble Persephone forth from Erebos unto the gods, that her mother may see her with her eyes and cease from her dread anger with the immortals; for now she plans an awful deed, to destroy the weakly tribes of earthborn men by keeping seed hidden beneath the earth.’"- theoi.com

I love how vast the world of gods and goddesses are . Let's start with my absolute favorite... Goddess of duality Goddess of death Goddess of rebirth Goddess of cycles

This is a bit of a longer one as I go out to the trails interacting with and discovering new plants and more.

This journal entry, I talk about rain water, the different types of rain water, and it's different magickal properties. Then the following day, I find a Swamp White Oak.

Here, we talk. Sometimes that’s all we need to do. Talking is a healthy coping mechanism. Keeping things in doesn’t benefit anybody. This is a judgment free zone. As hard as it may seem to say your personal information out there, it’s good for you.

"I never realized how many people in this world are exactly the same and that they have lived this long; only to wake up one day to realize that they ignored themselves, gained everything they don't need and still have absolutely nothing...the last thing they realize is that it's too late." -JMC©2025

In this entry, as the Fall equinox is approaching along with it being Virgo season, I feel like that it's a great time to begin doing Mabon things.

While it may be meteorological fall, it still feels like summer. In this entry, I meet a Creeping Juniper.

In a world driven by noise, distraction, and disconnection, it’s easy to forget that we were born with more than just physical senses. We were built with awareness—deep, natural intelligence that modern life has buried under technology, toxins, and social programming. But some of us never forgot. Some of us still feel everything. This letter is for the ones who remember… and for those beginning to remember now.

It's September as we begin this first entry. It's also meteorological fall, I find a White Mulberry tree, and more!

I hated how smart you were made me feel stupid and made me feel inadequate and I took that out on you I hated how popular you are and how many people just want to talk to you it's like everyone gravitates to you.