The last day of the month (and the year) is sacred to Hecate. Hecate is the Goddess of Witches and the psychopomp, who shows the way to those crossing to the lands of the dead. As such She is the Guardian of the Crossroads (specifically, all mundane road crossings as well as the crossroads between … Read more
Circle of Life © Frank Howell“The Crone is the ancient holy one. She is grandmother, witch and hag. She has been ignored, trivialized, blamed and feared, for she holds powers that others deny. Powers of time and transformation. Powers you may fear, but would do better to understand. The Crone is the Mother of all … Read more
This is the Eve of the Winter Solstice. This is the great celebration of Mother Night. As far as we know, our ancestors did not have atomic clocks or satellites to help them dissect Time to the nanosecond. Instead, they had to figure by their keen observation, by dead reckoning, by the plants and animals, … Read more
O the Ivy O, she’s the Queen of old,And the Holly he is red.Hang ‘en high in the farm,and us won’t come to no harmTill the Christmas days be told. — Traditional carol from Somerset Both the design and materials of your Solstice wreath can invoke magic. As I explained before, the circular shape is … Read more
© The Celtic Tree OracleLiz and Colin MurrayWhen thou wishest to make any experiment or operation, thou must first prepare, beforehand, all the requisites which thou wilt find described… observing the days, the hours, and the other effects of the Constellations… It is, therefore, advisable to know that the hours of the day and of … Read more
©The glorious art of Willow ArleneaWe have come to be dancedNot the pretty danceNot the pretty pretty, pick me, pick me danceBut the claw our way back into the bellyOf the sacred, sensual animal danceThe unhinged, unplugged, cat is out of its box danceThe holding the precious moment in the palmsOf our hands and feet … Read more
Once more the liberal year laughs outO’er richer stores than gems or gold:Once more with harvest song and shoutIs nature’s boldest triumph told.— John Greenleaf Whittier This morning, before most North Americans had rolled out of bed, we moved into the time of perfect balance, the Equinox, taken from the Latin for “equal night.” It … Read more