Thanksgiving Grace

Praise Her from whom all blessings flow. Fruits of Her harvest to bestow. Sustain us as we change and grow. Praise Mother Earth our ancient home. Blessed be.   ~ a Pagan Grace, author unknown Happy Thanksgiving! As Caitlin Matthews points out in her beautiful and essential The Celtic Spirit: Daily Meditations for the Turning … Read more

Goddess Sunday: The Graces

Give me a look, give me a face, that makes simplicity a grace; Robes loosely flowing, hair as free — Such sweet neglect more taketh me Than all the adulteries of art: They strike mine eyes, but not my heart. ~  from Epicæne; Or, the Silent Woman by Benjamin Johnson (1572-1637) If you have been … Read more

Saving Grace

Rise up with the new dawn’s early morningFeel the sunshine warm upon your faceTomorrow’s come a long, long way to help youYes, it’s your saving grace.— lyrics by Tim Davis, Steve Miller Band As our journey with the Graces concludes this week, I am inviting you to consider the meaning of Grace in your own … Read more

Blessings of the New Moon and Happy Thanksgiving!

Dark of the MoonNew beginningsDark of the MoonPlant a seed tonightDark of the MoonWhat we envisionWill come to be by the Full Moon’s light. Today is Thanksgiving Day in the U.S. and a powerful New Moon in Sagittarius. As Caitlin Matthews points out in her beautiful The Celtic Spirit: Daily Meditations for the Turning Year, … Read more

From Flowering to Harvest

There was three kings into the east,Three kings both great and high,And they hae sworn a solemn oathJohn Barleycorn should die. — Robert Burns We have come to another turning of the Wheel of the Year, for now is the time when many flowers have ripened into fruit, grain, or seed, and what has been … Read more

Alchemists, Freemasons, and Rosicrucians, Oh My!

…I too awaitThe hour of thy great wind of love and hate.When shall the stars be blown about the sky,Like the sparks blown out of a smithy, and die?Surely thine hour has come, thy great wind blows,Far off, most secret, and inviolate Rose? — William Butler Yeats Our journey with the Graces, specifically Thalia, continues, … Read more

The Rose of Secrecy

For what we do presage is riot in grosse,For we are brethren of the Rosie Crosse;We have the Mason Word and second sight,Things for to come we can foretell aright. — Henry Adamson, The Muses’ Threnodie (1638) Our journey with the Graces, specifically Thalia, continues, as She guides us through the magical garden. We are … Read more

Roses in Myth and History

One may live without bread, not without roses. — Jean Richepin The Grace Thalia guides us onward, as we tour the magical garden. We are deepening our friendship with the Queen of the Garden, the rose. For millennia, the rose has been woven into the fabric of myth and legend in nearly every civilization. An … Read more

Queen of the Garden

I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,Where oxlips and the nodding violet growsQuite overcanopied with luscious woodbine,With sweet musk-roses and with elgantine. — William Shakespeare The lovely Grace Thalia guides us onward, as we tour the magical garden. She reminds us that flowers, the Good Folk, and magick have been woven together for … Read more

July Blessings!

The glowing Ruby should adornThose who in warm July are bornThen will they be exempt and freeFrom love’s doubt and anxiety. — Traditional The first day of every month is sacred to Hestia (known in Rome as Vesta), the Goddess of the Hearth. With the Graces, Hestia was always honored first, before all others. She … Read more