Sparks from the hearth Of the Queen of Death and Life Swarm through the dark, Dance through the Night. by J. Robin Gall from Second Chants, Serpentine Music Productions This is the Great Sabbat of Samhain (pronounced SAH-wen, or SOW (rhymes with cow) -wen), and is the third and final harvest, marking Summer’s end. It … Read more
O Lady Of Mourning we call to Thee By the Cauldron of Hidden Sight O Lady of Keening we call to Thee By the Wings of Endless Flight O Lady of Wisdom we call to Thee By the Cave as dark as Night Cailleach, Crone, Beloved Guardian of the Ford Night Mother, Lover and Wise … Read more
Psalm 49 From Earth Psalms, by Angela Magara Listen and hear, hear and listen, All people, all people of the world. All the rich, all the poor, All those at war, and those who walk in peace. A message I have, a song to sing at my harp. All wealth gathered in a heap cannot … Read more
After the game, the king and the pawn go back in the same box. ~ Italian proverb Besides taking some much-needed retreat and Mercury retrograde time, I admit I have been procrastinating on our topic for August, which is the Eighth House. With so many Plutonic challenges cropping up around us every day, is it … Read more
For reasons I cannot explain There’s some part of me wants to see Graceland, And I may be obliged to defend Every love every ending Or maybe there’s no obligations now, Maybe I’ve a reason to believe We all will be received In Graceland. In Graceland, Graceland, Graceland I’m going to Graceland. ~ Paul Simon … Read more
There’s a rebirth that goes on with us continuously as human beings. I don’t understand, personally, how you can be bored. I can understand how you can be depressed, but I just don’t understand boredom. ~ Dustin Hoffman In August, we arrive at the last of the so-called “social houses” in the astrological chart, the … Read more
Blessed is your gift of the Winter, The icy winds that sweep clean the world; The bare trees that reveal the glittering stars; Silent roots growing deep within the land; Sleeping, resting, going within; The surrender to the dreaming dark. For much of my life, I dreaded Winter. My anticipation of its awful dark and … Read more
from A Natural History of the Senses by Diane Ackerman When you consider something like death, after which (there being no news flash to the contrary) we may well go out like a candle flame, then it probably doesn’t matter if we try too hard, are awkward sometimes, care for one another too deeply, are … Read more
Blessings to each of you, who have come throughout the past year, to visit and share here. Blessings to the Ancestors. Blessings to the Mighty Dead of the Craft. What is remembered lives. This year may we renew the Earth. Blessed be. Love,