And A Lovely Day Was Had By All...

My Solstice shrine 2013

Christmas Eve and Christmas day... quiet, just the two of us at Toadstool Condo, a lovely holiday. We ate lasagna for dinner and it was SO good, followed by some sweets and eggnog. We took a portion of the lasagna to a friend who isn't feeling well and that was the only time we left the apartment. Just lazed around and enjoyed the day.

I had a private little ritual for Mother Night on Christmas Eve, lighting candles and making offerings of incense, shortbread, and spiced wine. I recited invocations and prayers to various mother goddesses. It was a lovely little ritual.

Some goodies, including a bunch of Krampus stuff and a beautiful quartz crystal, from friends. Looking forward to browsing through the Krampus collection. 

More goodies, including a new teapot for my collection! My favorite perfume from my consort, which I wore for the first time on our very first date; I've been wearing it ever since.

Also from my DH, a lovely little citrine heart and a natural citrine pendant, which matches a pair of earrings I have. I don't think one can have too much citrine, it is such a positive energy crystal. All citrine that has that lovely golden yellow color is heated after mining, but the natural citrine is not, it is left as it comes out of Mama Earth. It is not golden, but has a very intense energy.

We shall indulge in the left over lasagna for a couple of days along with the other goodies. It is also time to consider goals for 2014 - no resolutions, just some ideas for improvement of... whatever that may be, and plans for the apprentices and Divine Feminine group as well as my personal workings.

I hope your Christmas was grand!

Blessings dark and deep!

Merry, Merry!

Blessings of the season.

May all you need be yours!

The Witch of Stitches

Preparing for the Winter Solstice

My goddess shrine is decorated for the Winter Solstice, photos to come in a day or so. In the meantime, other preparations. Tonight I will facilitate my Divine Feminine Meditation and Discussion group. We will discuss winter goddesses, participate in a guided journey/meditation, and then prepare our bayberry candles for the longest night.

The bayberry candle spell is something I have been doing (and have written about) for many years. The burning of these candles brings prosperity, good health, and a good life. Sometimes I burn the candles over nine nights, other years I have only done this for three nights.

I also scatter a blend of herbs around my candle. The candle is burned in a votive cup holder, because one year I placed three candles in a terra cotta dish, anointed them with bayberry oil, and scattered the herbs in the dish with the candles. I lit all three and a while later I had a freaking torch - no kidding, the herbs, oil, and candle wax ignited and sent up a three foot flame. We used a large lid from one of my pots to snuff it out. I received a lecture from my darling hubby about fire safety. He was very stern because not long before this I had set a very tiny portion of our carpet on fire when a candle fell over. It was a very small burn and was immediately extinguished. What can I say - Leo Sun, Leo Moon, it is beyond my control. And actually, I haven't had any fire mishaps in years... well, except for that candle spell I was doing for a friend earlier this year; it sort of exploded, but... no harm, no fire; it flared up and then went out. That was a good omen. ; )

I have real bayberry wax candles for my ritual, nine of them this year. I got them at Cape Candle, you can take a look here. For the gals in my Div. Fem. group, they will choose a Crystal Journey bayberry or a bayberry/Dragon's Blood votive. I think the combination of bayberry and Dragon's Blood, while not traditional, is a fabulous combination; definitely kicking up the magick! We will cleanse, consecrate, and then empower the candles so they will be ready to burn on the Solstice.

Most of the gals in the core group, those who always attend, have become close friends, some are apprentices. They are all very dear to my heart and I feel very lucky to have met them. The goddesses certainly blessed me.

Do you follow the old tradition of burning a bayberry candle on the Winter Solstice?

Blessings dark and deep!

A Dream of Winter

I am enjoying the dark nights coming early as they do at this time of year. Many people find it uncomfortable, they don't like the sun setting early, the darkness closing over us like a cloak. I do, oh how I do. It is a soothing comfort, the feeling of being truly home. Winter, the time of introspection, curling up and surrounding ourselves with the warmth and blessings of the season. If they would only allow themselves to feel that.

I light the candles on my Winter Solstice shrine and the fire in the fireplace most nights. From my aromatherapy pot, a blend of winter scents drifts through the air. I have been meditating, as usual, but allowing the journeying to go where it will. With the addition of some Solfeggio music, which includes different frequencies that are a sort of drone in the background of the music, I have had some interesting meditations, as well as significant changes in my self-healing work.

Last night, I drifted off into a journey or dream, not sure which. It was intensely real; I felt transported. I found myself walking through a forest in winter, the sky dark gray as if twilight were about to arrive. I was wrapped in a cloak and hood of animal skins. I felt warm and toasty despite the wind and gently falling snow. Nearby, keeping pace with me, an owl drifted from branch to branch as we traveled. Behind me, as if keeping guard, a large black dog. One of Hekate's hounds? I don't know, but I did know the hound was there to assist me, as was the owl.

The air, cold and crisp as winter air is, felt as if it were cleansing me with every breath, its icy winds reaching in and moving through me. Yet, still, I did not feel cold, just a bright cleansing. The branches of the trees overhead as I looked up, were like a tapestry woven together. Here and there, I bent to pick up a twig, a pine cone, a stone peeking from beneath the snow. All were placed in a fur pouch beneath my cloak. What use they would be, I didn't know, but they were important.

Now and then I stopped and placed my hands on the trees, feeling their spirits. The ground beneath my feet spoke to me, encouraging me to move on, all the while holding me in its embrace. And so I walked, my companions nearby. As I walked, the light became dimmer, twilight came and flowed into night. Moonlight was the only light that kept me on my path, but soon even that began to dim. Dimmer and dimmer, gray to black, slowly, slowly I drifted. No fear, no worry, I let myself go...

And then my eyes fluttered open, the scent of pine, the flickering of candle and fire light welcomed me. Home again.

Blessings dark and deep.

Bona Dea, December Rites

Today is one of two days each year when the temple of the Roman goddess, Bona Dea, was dedicated with special rites. These rites were strictly for women and facilitated by the Vestal Virgins. The other day was May1st.

Bona Dea watches over women, bestowing protection, healing, and fertility of all types, upon us and the Earth. Depictions of Her usually show Her with a cornucopia, representing plenty and fertility, as well as a serpent, representing renewal.

Men were forbidden to attend  or even glimpse these rites. Cicero wrote that any male discovered observing the rites could be punished by blinding or even death. In the year 62 BCE, the rites were hosted by Pompeia, the wife of Julius Caesar. The politician, Publius Clodius Pulcher, was caught, dressed as a woman, violating the rites and, purportedly, attempting to seduce Pompeia. This led to Caesar divorcing her, for "Caesar's wife must be above suspicion". The rites had to be repeated and Clodius was eventually acquitted due to his political affiliations.

More can be read here including how to conduct a modern rite, as well as an invocation and a bit more information:
Witch of Stitches/Bona Dea

The truth is, we know very little about these rites so we improvise, which is what I do, honoring Bona Dea, The Good Goddess, to the best my heart has to offer.

Blessings Dark and Light!

Happy Thanksgiving!

A Happy Thanksgiving 

to you and yours!

May you never hunger, may you never thirst.

May the Goddesses bless you with all you need

to sustain you in good health and happiness.

Blessings dark and deep,

The Witch of Stitches

The Daughter of a Northern Shaman

Although this is only a trailer of the film, it looks incredibly interesting. True shamanism.



Blessings dark and deep!

All Hallows Eve

For on Hallowmas Eve the Nighthag shall ride,

And all her nine-fold sweeping on by her side,

Whether the wind sing lowly or loud,

Sailing through moonshine or swathed in a cloud.

- Sir Walter Scott -

Blessing to you on this sacred night.

May you taste the mysteries the Great Mother offers.

May you ride the ghost-roads safely and return

home with the wisdom you seek.

Blessings to you,

Blessings dark and deep.

The Witch of Stitches

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Today, a video about Samhain with good music and lovely images, as well as some interesting information. Enjoy!




Blessings dark and deep!

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Yesterday I did not want to post Hallows Everyday. I learned that Layne Redmond had passed and I wanted to pay tribute to her instead. It occurs to me that since Hallows is about honoring the dead, I did, indeed, do that.

Layne, it seemed from what I read, spent her last months doing what she loved, working on the revision of her book, When The Drummers Were Women. In a video I saw of her, she appeared to be happy, almost joyous. I didn't know her personally, only from her writings, Facebook, and especially, her music. I know she was with people who loved her and took care of her. Really, I thought she would just go on. Instead, at this sacred time, she left. If one can choose, this seems the perfect time.

We are in the Autumn of the year, the quiet time when all that dies lays to rest. So the dead sleep, but come spring, all that dies will be reborn, and in that we, the living, can take comfort.

Samhain Evening Prayer

Lady, You are Prophetess and Queen.

The Final Harvest has been met;

the land lies sleeping, expectant.

In the Winter stillness

You will conceive tomorrow's hope.

Receptive and quiescent, 

Your dream unfolds as a counterpoint

to the Dark Night that will enshroud us all.

Life and Death are balanced.

Endings and beginnings are wrought.

Your blessing weaves all into a holy tapestry,

complete and irrevocable.

by Galen Gillotte,

from Book of Hours, Prayers To The Goddess

Blessings dark and deep.

Heartbroken...

Layne Redmond

Just heartbroken. Layne Redmond passed away this morning. She was an inspiration and a beautiful person. Blessed journey, Layne, may Hekate guide you. 

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Photo credit: Chris Veverka

Samhain Broom Blessing

Hand to hand, blood to blood, bone to bone,

We gather around this sacred home.

One by one we link our brooms

As we circle during the Waning Moon.

Besom, Besom, blessed be with protection and prosperity.

On Samhain Night we sweep away

the old and bring in the New Year.

A Witch's tool for circle and home,

hang upright at your door.

This spell will keep your threshold safe

as long as it hangs in its place.

And so we will it, so mote it be.

copyright 2002 Betty Banos Prat

Tonight I took one of my apprentices to a ritual with very experienced witches, and we honored the Ancestors for Samhain. This was a group of witches I have known for many years, all experienced, and some brought family members so it was a rather informal, but moving rite. This is not how I generally work my rites, but it seemed perfect for this evening. We created a beautiful ancestor altar, honored and made offerings to those now passed on, and made a little magick.

My friend, and facilitator of this ritual, Betty, created the Samhain Broom Blessing rite some years ago; she gave her consent to share it here. We each brought a new cinnamon broom along with the old one that had been blessed last year. The old brooms were burned in a fire and the new ones blessed with the above prayer. These new brooms, like the old ones last year, will hang near or on our doors to bring prosperity and protection in the coming year.

I had a lovely night and am off into the arms of Morpheus as I have a ritual of my own to finish tomorrow for the coming week's Hallows Rites with apprentices and witch friends. 

Blessings nine!

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Hehe!!!

Blessings nine!

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I adore Bette Midler and love the movie Hocus Pocus. I think Bette did a fabulous job as Winnie. Of course, I love her version of this song too! Enjoy!





Blessing nine!

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All Hallows

Even now this landscape is assembling.

The hills darken.

The oxen sleep in their blue yoke,

The fields have been picked clean,

The sheaves bound evenly

and piled at the roadside

among cinquefoil, as the toothed moon rises.

This is the barrenness of harvest or pestilence,

And the wife leaning out the window

With her hand extended, as in payment,

And the seeds, distinct, gold, calling,

Come here,

Come here, little one.

And the soul creeps out of the tree.

- Louise Gluck -  

Blessings nine!

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Author and witch, Marion Weinstein

Author and witch, Doreen Valiente

Today, a tribute to a couple of my favorite crones who have passed through the veil.

Season of the Crone

by Gerina Dunwich

Crone of Samhain's spellbound cold,

in Her cauldron of black are told

secrets, ancient, truths and tales:

mystery Her light unveils.

She is wisdom, She is changes:

time and space She rearranges.

In Her hands, the card of Death,

for transformation is Her breath.

Crone of Samhain, Grandmother Wise,

look into Her gargoyle eyes.

Let Her lessons teach you well:

life is but a magic spell.

Blessings nine!

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A vintage wheel of fortune for Halloween divination, rather a silly one.

Blessings nine!

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A vintage Halloween game for telling fortunes.

Blessings nine!

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Threshold Invocation for the Festival of Samhain

Recite this prayer in the evening at your open 

front door on the eve of Samhain, October 31.

Grandmother Wisdom, open the door,

Grandfather Counsel, come you in.

Let their be welcome to the ancient lore,

Let there be welcome to the Winter of the Year.

In cold and darkness, you are traveling,

Under crystal skies you will arrive.

May the blessed time of Samhain

Clarify the souls of all beings,

Bringing joy and wisdom to revelation.

From the depths to the heights,

From the heights to the depths,

In the cave of every soul.

- from Celtic Devotional by Caitlin Matthews -

Blessings nine!

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Witch's Brew

1 quart apple cider

1 quart brewed spiced tea

(I like Constant Comment or Vanilla Chai)

3 cinnamon sticks

13 whole cloves

2 - 3 pieces of crystalized ginger (to taste)

1 tablespoon of vanilla extract

Place all the ingredients, except the vanilla extract, into a pot and bring almost to a boil. 

Let simmer, covered, for half and hour or so. Strain into a crock pot and add the vanilla 

extract, then set to low to keep the brew warm.

Blessings nine!

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There are a lot of Halloween traditions that involve finding out who one's true love will be. Romance is not just for Valentine's Day! In the north of England, Halloween is known as Nut-Crack Night. Nuts, harvested at this time of year, have long been a tool for divination where love is concerned.

For the woman who has several men to choose from, this method will help her find out who is her perfect mate. A hazelnut is chosen for each suitor and tossed into a fire. If one bursts, it indicates that this man will be unfaithful. One that roasts slowly and burns quietly to ash indicates a lover who will be faithful, steady, and true. One that crackles and pops indicates one who is untrustworthy and will be demanding.

Chestnuts can also be used to determine how the course of a romance will proceed. Place two nuts, representing the couple, into the fire. If they burn without incident, this indicates a happy union. Should one or the other burst, the union will likely be a rough one, or will end without marriage. Nuts that remain apart from each other indicate separation or divorce. If one nut bursts out of the fire, the lover will be unfaithful or desert his/her mate. Chestnuts that burn black foreshadow poverty and loneliness, while those that blaze up foretell prosperity and a happy life.

Blessings nine!

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The Magic Circle

John William Waterhouse

I have found the warm caves in the woods,

filled them will skillets, carvings, shelves,

closets, silk, innumerable goods;

fixed the suppers for the worms and the elves:

whining, rearranging the disaligned.

A woman like that is misunderstood.

I have been her kind.

- from Her Kind, by Anne Sexton -

Blessings nine!

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Sybil Leek

Dig the stang earthward,

Breathe up the old bones.

Up as blood-sap rising,

Whispering lost, numinous wisdom.

And from a needful longing,

The hidden gate is revealed.

- from The Hidden Gate, by Shivian Balaris

Blessings nine!

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... find a park or some wild place to go walking. Take three red apples with you, and when you find a spot that draws you, toss the apples out for the local wildlife to receive on behalf of the Fates. Pray:

Red apples to the Weird Sisters I offer,

Red apples They like to eat.

Thanks and honor to the Old Ones,

Through the ears of the wild things They shall hear.

from the book, "Summoning the Fates",

by Zsuzsanna E. Budapest

Blessings nine!

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The Samhain Vow

On the Wheel of the Year now does Winter begin;

The world is austere and we all turn within.

I vow now to face the shadows I find

and work to unlace all their powers to bind.

I vow to invoke my ancestors' relief,

and release in the smoke all my fear and my grief.

This task do I claim as I mark this Samhain,

and swear by the flame behind Jack's cheery grin.

Make this vow before a Jack-O-Lantern you have carved and placed a candle in.

Burn some cinnamon and clove incense. After making the vow, feast upon some

roasted pumpkin seeds and spiced pumpkin cream tea, being sure to offer some to the spirits.

Pumpkin Cream Tea

3 cups of strong spiced tea

(I use decaf Constant Comment - choose what you prefer)

1/2 cup of pureed pumpkin (NOT pumpkin pie filling)

1/2 tsp cinnamon

1/8 tsp cloves

1 tsp vanilla extract

1/2 cup Half-and-Half (or more to taste)

(substitute almond milk if you are dairy free)

sweetener to taste

Whipped cream

Brew the tea and set aside. In a small pot, combine the pumpkin, spices, vanilla, and

half-and-half. If you prefer, add some sweetener to taste, such as honey, maple syrup, or 

molasses. I prefer mine without sweetener. Warm the mixture until just at a simmer; do not boil. Remove from the heat and add the brewed tea, whipping to combine. Warm if necessary. Serve immediately with a dollop of whipped cream and a sprinkle of cinnamon. This is very yummy!

Blessings nine! 

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May Jack-O-Lanterns burning bright

of soft and golden hue,

Pierce through the future's veil  and show

What fate now holds for you.

Bu goblins of the cornfield stark,

By witches dancing on the green,

By pumpkins grinning in the dark,

I wish you luck on Halloween!

(verse from a vintage postcard)

Blessings nine!

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By this magic paring I wish to discover,

The first letter of the name of my true lover.

Three times round with movements slow,

Then upon the floor lie low;

Show me, if you know the same,

The letter of my true love's name.

This is an old custom practiced by young, unmarried women seeking to know who their true love was. Skillfully paring the apple and tossing it over the right should would, supposedly, show them the first letter of the man meant for them. If one could not discern an initial, it meant she was destined for spinsterhood. Of course, a smart gal could always see an initial!

Blessings nine!

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For we are all poor people,

well known to you before,

So give us a cake for charity's sake,

And our blessing we leave at the door!

Soul cakes are traditional at this time of year. Pagans and Polytheists make them to eat at this blessed sabbath, as well as giving them as offerings, to the Blessed Dead, the Goddesses and Gods, and other Spirits. Traditionally made with oats and molasses, you can make and offer whatever feels right for your tradition.

I make cornbread, a sweet version that I first found in the early days of my marriage in the Fanny Farmer Baking Cookbook. The page is easy to find because it is so warped from drips and being opened so much! It is one of my hubby's favorite things. Honey is used in it and I've made a few adjustments to the recipe over the years. For me, cornbread is an important autumn offering, but especially at this time of year. I usually serve and make the offerings along with a slathering of apple butter, also homemade. 

What offerings do you make at Hallows/Samhain?

Blessings nine!

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Doubles, double, toil and trouble;

Fire burn and cauldron bubble.

Fillet of a fenny snake,

In the cauldron, boil and bake;

Eye of newt and toe of frog,

Wool of bat and tongue of dog,

Adder's fork and blind worm's sting,

Lizard's leg and howlet's wing.

For a charm of powerful trouble,

Like a hell-broth, boil and bubble.

Cool it with a a baboon's blood,

Then the charm is firm and good.

- William Shakespeare -

Blessings nine!

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Thirteen Witches

By Connie Jasper

Thirteen Witches made a wish,

Placing candles on a dish,

Then they lit each with a flame,

Thirteen candles burned the same.

As they flickered all night long,

Thirteen Witches sang a song.

They danced around, calling out,

"Thirteen wishes come about!

To the Moon, and to the Sun,

To the Stars, and everyone.

To the mountains, to the sea,

Thirteen wishes all have we.

Thirteen candles melt away,

As we make a wish today.

Thirteen times we sing our plea,

This is our will, make it be!"

The flames burned high, then burned low.

The flames burned fast, then burned slow.

All the candles cast a glow,

Fire made the hot wax flow.

Through the night the candles blazed

With the magic that was raised,

Thirteen candles on a dish

Thirteen Witches made a wish...

Blessings nine!

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To Autumn

O Autumn, laden with fruit,

and stained with the blood of the grape,

Pass not, but sit beneath my shady roof;

There thou may'st rest,

And tune thy jolly voice to my fresh pipe;

And all the daughters of the year shall dance!

Sing now the lusty song of fruit and flowers.

William Blake, 1793

Blessings nine!

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On such a day each road is planned

To lead to some enchanted land;

Each turning meets expectancy.

The signs I read on every hand.

I know by autumn's wizardry,

On such a day the world can be

Only a great glad dream for me...

Only a great glad dream for me.

from "An Autumn Day"

by Eleanor Myers Jewett

Blessings nine!

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Stitched by The Witch of Stitches, 2013

Season of the Witch

Crone of Samhain's spell-bound cold,

in Her cauldron of black are told

secrets ancient, truths and tales,

mystery Her light unveils.

She is wisdom, She is changes,

time and space, she rearranges,

In Her hands, the card of Death,

for transformation is Her breath.

Crone of Samhain, Grandmother Wise,

look into Her gargoyle eyes.

Let Her lessons teach you well,

life is but a magick spell!

Gerina Dunwitch

Blessings nine!

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They summoned forth the Night

and the deities of the Night from the nether world,

praying to Hecate in plaintive, howling cries:

You, Trivia, potent goddess of the triple crossroad, come,

You who know all our plans,

aiding and abetting our incantations

and the arts of the magician.

from Ovid, Metamorphoses, translation by Ronald Basto 

Blessings nine!

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A Magic Potion Just For You

Find a very tall black hat;

Fill it with a squeaky bat.

Catch a clever shiny crow;

Gather up the pumpkin's glow.

Call your black cat home to you;

Summon up a ghost or two.

Throw in lots of special treats,

Like candy corn and lizard feets!

Simmer, bubble, stew and wait...

Then it's time to celebrate!

Laura J. Perin, needlework designer

www.twohandedstitcher.blogspotcom

Blessings nine!

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Evocation of the Witch

I am one with the Universe.

I am nothing and I am everything.

I am the stars and the moon,

The seas and the storms,

The breath of life,

The alchemical change,

The living and the dead,

I am!

I am the power and the joy,

I am the spirit that dances,

I am the magick and the priestess,

The witch and the sorceress,

The angels and the Elements,

Omnipotent, Omnipresent,

I am!

I am the past, the present, and the future.

I am the void.

And I am the manifestation of all my desire,

I am!

So Blessed Be.

(- author unknown -)

Blessings nine!

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Halloween

A gentle breeze rustling the dry cornstalks.

A sound is heard, a goblin walks.

A harvest moon suffers a black cat's cry.

Oh' do the witches fly!

Bonfire catches a pumpkin's gleam.

Rejoice, it's Halloween!

- Richard Anderson -

Began stitching on my Spooky Countdown, now... just to keep up! 

Blessings nine!

Happy October!

The Veil Is Getting Thinner

As I went out walking this fall afternoon,

I heard a whisper whispering.

I heard a whisper whispering,

Upon this fine fall day...

As I went out walking this fall afternoon,

I heard a laugh a' laughing.

I heard a laugh a' laughing

Upon this fine fall day.

I heard this whisper and I wondered,

I heard this laugh and then I knew.

The time is getting near, my friends,

The time that I hold dear, my friends,

The veil is getting thin, my friends,

And strange things will pass through.

(author unknown)

Once again Autumn is here and we prepare for the most sacred of times. I was so pleased to have celebrated the Autumn Equinox with 13 other women, most just beginning their journey along the path of the witch. Some will stay, some will leave; all, including myself, have been enriched by the experience of Autumn celebrated in the old way.

This is the time when we draw inwards; searching, healing, experiencing that which hides deep, down, and within. We prepare ourselves for that deeper journeying while celebrating the change of season, this glorious time of year. Ancestor altars, for those who do not have them all year, are prepared. My ancestor altar is tended all year, but I give it an especial cleaning and decorate it for the season. As I do so, I remember. I remember those who have passed, what they mean to me, and know they are never far if I need them.

This year will be a time of intense, personal devotional activity, even more so than my usual daily devotions. I will, as usual, honor my ancestors of blood and breed, but, in addition, will add special ancestor workings for this season. They are calling and so I must answer. My usual practices are changing a bit too; all for the good. I know I am not the only one experiencing this, so I assume something is happening energetically to move us along down the paths of our practice. 

Last year I posted something I called Hallows Everyday. This year, again, I will post something each day to remind us of the season, a way to celebrate, a prayer, a poem, a picture. Enjoy!

Blessings nine!

David Gilmour Sonnet 18

I viewed this when a friend shared this on Facebook. I have been a Pink Floyd, David Gilmour fan for years, never mind how many, and thought this was so beautiful. Enjoy!



Blessings nine!

Can Witches Really Fly?

Here's a little video I thought some would enjoy!

Blessings nine!

Happy September!

Things have been hectic at Toadstool Condo. We are emptying a storage unit and getting rid of stuff we just don't need. It feels both good and sad. I was able to locate some missing books - the expensive two volumes about Sacred Geometry, which seems to have taken hold of me - but that will be another post. I also found some paintings I did from the late 1990s. I thought I'd share a few here.

Seed Mother

(copyright 1997 E A Kaufman)

Sheila-Na-Gig

(copyright 1997 E A Kaufman)

Serpent Lady

(copyright 1997 E A Kaufman)

Crone Crescent

(copyright 1997 E A Kaufman)

Between the needlework, the art work, and the photographs, there is very little wall space! I found this little needlework piece I had started some time ago and lost track of, Wife Into Thy Garden by The Goode Huswife. It is stitched on 36 count linen and the verse is over one thread. I have just added the bricks under the window and half of the third line of the verse. It is a wonderful little piece, I can't imagine why I put it down.

This next piece is from a freebie I found on line, it is called The Leaky Cauldron. No self-respecting witch would have a leaky cauldron so I fixed it up and changed a couple of other things. I am stitching a skeleton key under the witch. Will I go for a verse or some other little related design after that? Time will tell. 

So... now back to the kitchen. Tonight is Rosh Hashanah, and as my darling hubby is Jewish, this is a major event in our home. I made a wonderful brisket last night, brisket is much better when made a day ahead; we only need to slice and heat it. The veggies are just about ready to go, the candlesticks are polished, the challah sits majestically alongside a shiny red apple and some honey. We always have a slice of apple dipped in honey for a sweet New Year. And speaking of sweet, Manischewitz Cream White Concord wine is chilling in the fridge next to some apple cider. Oh, I love that wine.

The apple cider, if I can keep my darling hubby from drinking it all, is for the apple butter I will be making next week. Yes, it is that time again. I've not done much preserving this year, just some plum butter and some bread and butter pickles. The apple butter is the last item on my list for this year. Those preserves will make nice gifts during the winter holidays... and we have quite a few: Chanukah, the Winter Solstice, and Christmas. What can I say? It's good to celebrate everything! 

I am preparing for my Divine Feminine Discussion group next week; we will be learning to draw sacred mandalas taught by Vibrational artist and healer, Gina Orlando of Syner G Crystal Healing, www.sacredheart144.com or find her at her Facebook page, (click here). In addition, there is the Autumn Equinox, and I will be celebrating a version of the Eleusinian Mysteries with my apprentices and some of the gals from our occult studies group. September is a busy month and begins my most favorite time of year. Happy September!!!

Blessings nine!