Wishing You a Most Blessed Samhain

We dance around in a ring and suppose,but the secret sits in the middle and knows.— Robert FrostToday is the Great Festival of Samhain (pronounced SAH-wen, or SOW-wen), which marks the third and final harvest and summer’s end. It is the Witches’ New Year. This is the midpoint between Autumn Equinox and Winter Solstice, and … Read more

Día de los Angelitos

The Mexican, in contrast, is familiar with death. (He) jokes about it, caresses it,sleeps with it, celebrates it. It is one of his favorite toys and his most steadfast love. — Octavio Paz (1914 – 1998) Nobel Laureate for Literature, 1990 In many parts of Mexico, the Day of the Dead is observed on more … Read more

Daffodil Magick

A basket of tulips and a pot of daffodils, Bring to my home sunshine, cheer and encourage good will.By the elements of earth and water, I bless these blooms,May their springtime energy spread into every room. For the good of all, with harm to none,By earth and water, this charm is done! — Ellen Dugan, … Read more

The Longest Nights

In memory of Jeremy, whoI did not know…When Death ComesBy Mary Oliver When death comeslike the hungry bear in autumnwhen death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse to buy me, and snaps his purse shut;when death comeslike the measle pox; when death comeslike an iceberg between the shoulder blades, I want … Read more

The Month of Reed Ends

© 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

In Blackwater Woods

In Blackwater Woodsby Mary Oliver Look, the treesare turningtheir own bodiesinto pillars of light,are giving off the richfragrance of cinnamonand fulfillment, the long tapersof cattailsare bursting and floating away overthe blue shoulders of the ponds,and every pond,no matter what itsname is, is nameless now.Every yeareverythingI have ever learned in my lifetimeleads back to this: the … Read more

For the Dragons …

KING ARTHUR IN AVALON Sara Hammond Palfrey (1823-1914)King Arthur sailed along a sea unknown.Met him the misty Night, and drew him inUnto the cherishing shelter of her breast.He glided onward toward the land of rest.In his parched throat, his burning thirst was drownedBy draughts of coolness, brought by hands unseen. Upon his long-lost mother’s lap, … Read more