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Mabon
Your heat has raged and burnt the world with light since you were born to rule Midwinter’s night; you’ve warmed the earth, its bones and seeds alike, to melt the snow and turn all new life ripe. But lo! your … Continue reading
Hymn to Mithras
Praise for the sun born on this night Praise for the coming of the light On winter’s longest stretch of dark We praise the tiny, faintest spark Praise for the coming of the new Praise for the frost, soon turned … Continue reading
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Tagged Midwinter's Night, Mithras, paganism, ritual, seasons, winter, Yule
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Hallows 2005
Tonight the veil between the worlds wears thin and feels as sheer as gossamer. To touch its fabric is to let the shadows in, to find one’s means of light only a crutch that guides us, just a mere footstep … Continue reading
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Tagged Halloween, illusions, intentions, paganism, power, ritual, Samhain
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Hallows 1997
a remembrance The flames lick against the side of a rusted drum; Something rustles behind the apple trees, And a dog runs barking into the lowering dark, Joyously fierce as its sound echoes against The walnut stand along the creek. … Continue reading
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Tagged Halloween, isolation, loneliness, ritual, rural living, Samhain
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Lughnassad
Summer’s bent and turned to gray, his heat begins to wend; in these dog days of decline his smolder finds its end. Now the lad with darkened locks, his heart born full of ice, begins again to wax in strength … Continue reading
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Tagged Lughnassad, Midsummer's Night, paganism, ritual, seasons, summer
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Ain’t Too Proud to Beg
The true ascetic does not ask for things to compensate them for some perceived lack; and yet, each vow of abstinence weaves strings of favors that they fancy will attract the warm benevolence of unseen might, a glance from some … Continue reading
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Tagged agnosticism, daily poems, deities, hope, pointlessness, prayer, ritual
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Midsummer’s Night
Again the axis ceases its slow spin, and slides across the rachet to reverse; the day and night become each other’s twin, and spheres align across the universe. In this time, when the veil between the worlds is thin and … Continue reading