Song of the Samhain Goddess
Deep night in the forest,
Deep night on the hill.
The Old Wise One opens her cloak -
Inside, like a snake, coils bitter smoke.
Heaped at her feet, orange pumpkins grin.
The bones of her hand shine through the skin.
Breath of Mystery rides the wind:
Breath of death cold on the back of your neck:
Breath of magic whirls around you:
Breath of endings and beginnings, always new.
Honor me now.
From Witch in the Kitchen
Magical Cooking for All Seasons
The celebrations have begun. Thursday night I finished the first part of my Hallows celebrations, three nights of honoring and making offerings to Demeter and Persephone. This prepares me for my actual Hallows ritual of communion with the dead and the Underworld goddesses. This weekend, further ritual, and then finally Hallows, itself, the sacred night.
Following Hallows, Pomona's feast day on the 1st, November, and I will, of course, celebrate and honor Her. I am hoping to be able to leave offerings at a friend's avocado grove, which is the closest to an orchard that I can get in my neck of the woods! On the 3rd of November, a Hallows ritual with women friends that I am looking forward to. It is a busy ritual season this year.