And every time your lips meet mine, darling,Down and down I go,Round and round I goIn a spin,Loving the spin I’m in,Under that old black magic called love.— Johnny Mercer During this lusty month of May, it is natural that many of us may be ever so slightly preoccupied, possibly even obsessed, with the lovers … Read more
©Fairy Godmother Angel – Jessie Willcox SmithDark of the MoonNew beginningsDark of the MoonPlant a seed tonightDark of the MoonWhat we envisionWill come to be by the Full Moon’s light. As I discussed yesterday, the New Moon is considered a day of magic and power, for it is a time for fresh beginnings and planting … Read more
Then the purple-lidded nightWestering comes, her footsteps lightGuided by the radiant boonOf a sickle-shaped new moon. — Amy Lowell We who are riding Mother Earth’s lands of the Northern Hemisphere are now zooming towards the pinnacle of the Light, the Summer Solstice. This happens, even as our brothers and sisters in the places below the … Read more
To my dear children: Give praise for the beautySay the names of birds, of trees, sons and daughters, with highest honor. Extol the lands and the seas between. Give praise with your exhaled breath, Honor and magnify the sweetness of the next.It is our honor to live in this time.We know grace in the possibilities … Read more
Oh, what a catastrophe, what a maiming of love when it was made a personal, merely personal feeling, taken away from the rising and the setting of the sun, and cut off from the magic connection of the solstice and equinox! …. We are bleeding at the roots, because we are cut off from the … Read more
Hail Mother, who art the earth, Hallowed be thy soil, rock and flora that nourish and support all life. Blessed be thy wind that gives us breath and thy watersthat quench, bathe and refresh all living things. Holy Earth – as one – we praiseyour majesty, grace and wonder.— Bill Faherty If the Romans could … Read more
©Flora – Genevieve AmyI am the handmaid of the EarthI broider fair Her glorious gownAnd deck Her on Her days of mirthWith many a garland of renown. And while earth’s little ones are fainAnd play about the Mother’s hemI scatter every gift I gainFrom sun and wind to gladden them.– William MorrisThe Floralia was the … Read more
When in the springtime of the yearWhen the trees are crowned with leavesWhen the ash and oak, and the birch and yewAre dressed in ribbons fair…–Loreena McKinnett In all the Beltane excitement, we mustn’t forget the other gifts of this most magical time, including the ancient Roman rites of the Floralia. Usually celebrated from April … Read more
Oh, do not tell the Priest our plight,Or he would call it a sin;But we have been out in the woods all night,A-conjuring Summer in!– – Rudyard Kipling Many of the visitors to my website will be celebrating Beltane this weekend with their circles, covens and communities (in addition to their solitary or family rites … Read more