Blessed Litha! Now we align with the ways of our ancestors, and join together to protect our descendants. On this day, we honor the height of the Light; we celebrate the ever-turning of the Wheel of Time.
Wordsmithing Magic from the Crossroads
Blessed Litha! Now we align with the ways of our ancestors, and join together to protect our descendants. On this day, we honor the height of the Light; we celebrate the ever-turning of the Wheel of Time.
As I do every several years or so, once again this Feb. 14, I invite you to join me as we reject the patriarchal cult of dead martyrs, guilt, and consumerism. Instead, let us reclaim this day of love and celebrate the divine gift of all consensual love, beauty, and pleasure.
Rejoice this happy day, when we dedicate to new magical studies, renew our devotions, undergo initiation, and, under the light of the Owl Moon, welcome the transformation of the Crone to the Maiden. For Imbolc is Life’s Promise: no matter what the ice and cold may deliver, Nature is bigger, stronger, and will triumph.
Today marks the Vernal Equinox in the Northern Hemisphere, and Autumnal Equinox in lands below the equator. As Winter departs, and Spring arrives for us in the north, there is very old magic awakening as the world begins anew.
Join the celebrations, for this is one of the most powerful and happy holidays in the Wheel of the Year! Light fires, dance with the Wild Ones, and surrender to enchantment.
Happy New Year! Everything you do today can set the tone for the coming year, so make sure you encourage good fortune and avoid the bad. Here’s how!
Today is the final candle lighting if you’ve not yet done it. Advent is over, the promise is kept, the birth has come. Peace and joy to all.
For our friends counting down to Christmas with their candles, here is the info for the last two. Also included today is my annual magical money tale.
We are facing some of the darkest times ever seen. But we’ve made a global, holy circle that cannot be broken. Rejoice! The Child of Promise is born.
By bone and stone, seed and flower, from darkest caves to highest mountaintops, we light candles of Joy for the sweet Earth and coming birth.
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