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Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Hallows Blessings!

Hallows Blessings,
Blessed Hallowmas,  Happy Samhain,
Happy Halloween!

Whatever your tradition, May the blessings of the Goddesses and Gods be upon us all and may we remember those who have passed to the Otherworld. Tonight, they come again to be with us once more. Let us light a candle in our windows to guide them home. Let a place be made at our dinner tables for them. Let us think well and give thanks for all we have harvested this year and begin the journey within that Winter brings.

Blessings nine! 

Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Hallows Everyday 30

And so the day approaches! 
The Full Blood Moon ascends.
The veil is thin, the Spirits closing in.
I travel towards the hedge to wait.

Beloved Bloodmother of my especial breed,

Welcome me at this moment with your willing womb.

Let me learn to live in love with all you are,

So my seeking spirit serves the Sangreal.

- William Gray -

Blessings nine!

Monday, October 29, 2012

Hallows Everyday 29

Apple Divination

Cut an apple in half, count the number of seeds
and match that number to these fortunes:

One, a letter shall appear,
Two, your'll meet a friend who's dear;
Three, you're going to be miffed,
Four, you'll soon receive a gift.
Five, you'll have a glad surprise,
Six, something lost will meet your eyes;
Seven brings you a holiday,
Eight brings company from away;
Nine, you take a trip somewhere,
Ten, you'll have a love affair.
Eleven, you will quarrel and part,
Twelve, you'll for the altar start.
Thirteen brings you joy and health,
Fourteen brings a bag of wealth.

Spooky Hallowe'en Entertainments, 1923

Blessings nine!

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Hallows Everyday 28

Candle Divination for Halloween

To learn what sort of man your husband will be, collect
some candles, one of each color: red, yellow, pink, white, green, 
and blue. Place them together on a table top and light them. 
Stand some ways from the lit candles and blow three times toward 
them. Whichever colors are extinguished, will show you the qualities 
of the man you will choose for your husband 

Candle of red denotes that you
Will win a spouse constant and true;
White denotes whate'er his station
Your mate will have a fine reputation;
'Tis foretold by candle of yellow
He'll be a very industrious fellow;
By candle pink you are told
That he'll be handsome to behold;
And always, so candle of green doth tell,
He will provide for you amply and well;
While blue proclaims with sure discerning,
That he will be a man of learning.

Halloween Hilarity, 1924

Blessings nine!

Saturday, October 27, 2012

Hallows Everyday 27

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:
Honor me.
Breath of death cold on the back of your neck:
Honor me.
Breath of magic whirls around you:
Honor me.
Breath of endings and beginnings, always new.
Honor me now.

~Cait Johnson~
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.

Blessings nine!

Thursday, October 25, 2012

Hallows Everyday 25

We're getting closer!!!!!!!!!

Seriously!!! Tools DO make a difference!

Blessings nine!

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Hallows Everyday 24

The ghosts of all things past parade, 
Emerging from the mist and shade
That hid them from our gaze,
And, full of song and ringing mirth,
In one glad moment of rebirth,
And again they walk the ways of earth
As in the ancient days.

The beacon light shines on the hill,
The will-o'-wisps the forests fill
With flashes filched from noon;
 And witches on their broomsticks spry
Speed here and yonder in the sky,
And lift their strident voices high
 Unto the Hunter's Moon.

The air resounds with tuneful notes
From myriads of straining throats,
All hailing Folly Queen;
So join the swelling choral throng,
Forget your sorrow and your wrong,
In one glad hour of joyous song
To honor Hallowe'en!

-John Kendrick Bangs

Blessings nine!

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Hallows Everyday 23

Fire-Rhyme For Halloween

Fire red, summer's dead,
Yet it shall return.
Clear and bright in the the night,
Burn, fire, burn!

Fire's glow, vision show,
Of the heart's desire,
When the spell's chanted well
Of the magic fire.

Dance the ring, luck to bring,
Now the year's a-turning.
Speed the game, leap the flame,
While the fire's burning!

Doreen Valiente

Blessings nine!

Monday, October 22, 2012

Hallows Everyday 22

Light a sacred flame
in My blessed name;
Hold an earthen stone
touched by you alone;
sprinkle holy salt
to the Gods exalt;
burn a simple scent.
Call each element;
sing a Goddess song
joining with the throng;
begin now the dance
stepping into trance;
praise the sabbath eve
and all My love receive.

Message #269, Patricia Della Piana
"Voice of the Mother"

This "message" comes from a wonderful book, Voice of the Mother, by Patricia Della Piana. It is filled with messages, which can be read as prayers, inspiration, or just reassurance. I find them helpful when performing my daily self-Reiki treatments. I follow the treatments with my usual devotions, a small offering, a bit of a libation, and recitation of prayer or hymns. I also include other devotions, such as those in this book and another of her books, The Goddess Book of Psalms. Even if you normally don't perform daily devotions, at this time of year, such a holy time, the boundaries between the worlds fading and opening, it is a fulfilling practice to incorporate into your day. Yes, I know, you are so busy... but even a few minutes spared to light a candle, a stick of incense, and leave a bit of bread outside, will leave you finding an empty place within filled. 

Patricia has practiced the Old Artes for many years and is the author of a number of books. I highly recommend her work to you, and this one, in particular, for devotional work. Here is a link to her Facebook page:   https://www.facebook.com/della.piana?fref=ts and another link to her author page at Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Patricia-Della-Piana/e/B003AJBFQ6/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_pop_1

Blessings nine!

Sunday, October 21, 2012

Hallows Everyday 21

Witches are very fond of tea, especially a glowing brew.
"It gives us our wonderfully lovely, green complexion!"

Blessings nine!

Saturday, October 20, 2012

Hallows Everyday 20

Sly does it. Tiptoe catspaws. Slide and creep. But why?
What for? How? Who? When! Where did it all begin?
"You don't know, do you?" asks Carapace Clavicle Moundshroud
climbing out of the pile of leaves under the Halloween Tree.
"You don't really know!"

Ray Bradbury, The Halloween Tree

Blessings nine!

Friday, October 19, 2012

Hallows Everyday 19

Samhain Ritual

Tonight as the barrier
Between the two realms grows thin,
Spirits walk amongst us, once again.
They be family, friends, and foes,
Pets and wildlife, fishes and crows.
But be we still mindful of the Wee Folke at play,
Elves, Fey, Brownies, and Sidhe.

Some to trick, some to treat,
Some to purposely misguide our feet.
Stay we on the paths we know
As planting apples we go.

This Feast I shall leave on my doorstep all night.
In my window,  one candle shall burn bright
To help my loved ones find their way
As they travel this eve, and this night, until day.
Bless my offering, both Lady and Lord,
Of breads and fruits, greens and gourds.

By Akasha

Blessings nine!

Thursday, October 18, 2012

Hallows Everyday 18

Browsing through my witch images, I came across this vintage postcard. For some reason, this witch reminds me of someone dear to me here in Blogland. Of course, her photo is purple-pink, but there is definitely a resemblance! I wonder if she will notice? ; )

And now, another version of "Witches' Night Before Halloween" to continue with my Hallows Everyday! Enjoy

Witches' Night Before Halloween

'Twas the night before Halloween and all through the cottages,
The witches were stirring their brews and their pottages.
Their cupboards were bursting with hop-toads and newts,
And they'd shined up their pointy-toed, fancy-dress boots.
The witchlings lay snoring, quite snug in their beds,
With visions of moist, creeping things in their heads.
"Nice night," whispered Mad-Maud to Potbelly-Pat
As she snuffed out the torches and ticked in the cat.
But at the first stroke of midnight, when folks lay asleep,
The whole gang of witches on tiptoes did creep
Out past the cornfields and 'neath the trolls' bridge,
To the crossroads that lay beyond Cemetery Ridge.
"It's time to begin," hissed Elise-With-One-Eye
As the moon reached its peak in the October sky.
On the stump of a tree, with a thump and a creak,
Big-Bree drummed a beat as the witches all shrieked:
"Come goblins! Come ghosties! Come skeleton bones!
Do you really expect us to do this alone?"
They stomped on the ground! They bellowed! (They wheezed.)
They tangoed! And salsa-ed! (On arthritic knees.)
Louder and wilder with each passing verse
They chanted in voices from tuneless to worse.
'Till BANG! the old charnel house doors cracked and broke,
And out flew their pals with a big blast of smoke!
A few drooling ghouls from down underneath,
With cleanly picked bones and half-rotted teeth;
A pale, dark-eyed viscount quite long in the tooth;
Two squadrons of zombies, unkempt and uncouth;
Dark, furry, four-footed, hard-to-see things
That vanish unseen midst a flutter of wings;
Redheaded banshees with ear-splitting wails;
And a rheumy-eyed ghost dressed in neatly pressed tails.
With one boney finger, Maud tested the breeze,
Grabbed hold of her broom and ascended with ease.
"To town!" she commanded. "There's much to be done.
Pack your newts and your spiders. Let's go have some fun!"
They dangled black bats from the City Hall eaves
And festooned each doorway with poisonous leaves.
Cobwebs were stretched from church spire to town square,
And green slime was dribbled down every porch stair.
On each hollow pumpkin they scratched a mad grin,
Set the kitty-cats yowling, and stoked up the wind.
"So much haunting to get done in so little time,"
Mourned a vain, headless countess, a bit past her prime.
"Not to mention the rusty old gates we back-ordered
Are stuck in a truck at the Canadian border."
"Not like the old days," whined Rotten-Tooth-Ruth,
"Is this the example we set for our youth?"
More shadows! More cobwebs!
More monsters! More slime!
More dank, moldy cellars!
More grave dust! More grime!
And when they had finished, thick fog hugged the ground,
So they snapped a few photos, and flew out of town.
"To the hovels! Let's go! Time to wake up the spawn!"
Cried the witches while hobbling back home 'cross the lawn.
They banged pots together, poked the witchlings with sticks,
Till the kiddies woke up and threw terrible fits.
"It's Halloween, you gremlins!" crooned Bubonic-Sue,
"Time to show all the humans what witches can do!"
At that, the wee witchlings leapt straight from their beds,
Tied pointy black caps to their misshapen heads,
Laced up their brat boots, grabbed onto their brooms,
And rode single-file toward the just-risen moon.
"Stay warm! Make good choices!" yelled the parental group,
As the young witches circled above with a whoop,
Shouting loud as they could on this night of all nights:
"Happy Halloween to all and to all a good fright!"

Lesley Bannatyne

Blessings nine!

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Hallows Everyday 17

Upon Each Samhain

I miss you most upon each Samhain,
when the boundary turns to sheer.
I wait until the veil is parted
at the ending of the year.
Sweet spirit, as you walk among us
at the tolling of this eve,
I see your face beyond the sunset
and hear you voice upon the breeze.
In the glowing of the candle,
from the shadow on the wall,
I watch for you in every movement
and hear your footsteps in the hall.
Can you sit and spend the evening
as the portal opens wide?
Ancestral dead, I bid you welcome,
most recent dead, I pray, abide.
When you come, I sense your presence,
I put my hand out in the air.
A moment, then, we stand united,
palm to palm, while waiting there.
I miss you most upon each Samhain,
when the boundary turns to sheer.
We share these hours until the dawning
then bid farewell until next year.

David O. Norris

Blessings nine!

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Hallows Everyday 16

Now the veils of worlds are thin;
To move out, you must move in.
Let the Balefires now be made,
Mine the spark within them laid!
This my gift: 
That people meet
In peace and plenty made complete.
This I give:
The Sacred Way,
The strength, the soul, the sight, the say.
Move beyond the fiery screen,
Between the seen and the unseen;
Shed your anger and your fear,
Live anew in a new year!

(unknown source, from a ritual found on line.)

Blessings nine!

Monday, October 15, 2012

Hallows Everyday 15

Doreen Valiente at her altar.

The Witch's Ballad

By Doreen Valiente

Oh, I have been beyond the town, 

Where nightshade black and mandrake grow, 

And I have heard and I have seen 

What righteous folk would fear to know! 

For I have heard, at still midnight, 

Upon the hilltop far, forlorn, 

With note that echoed through the dark, 

The winding of the heathen horn. 

And I have seen the fire aglow, 

And glinting from the magic sword, 

And with the inner eye beheld 

The Horned One, the Sabbat's lord. 

We drank the wine, and broke the bread, 

And ate it in the Old One's name. 

We linked our hands to make the ring, 

And laughed and leaped the Sabbat game. 

Oh, little do the townsfolk reck, 

When dull they lie within their bed! 

Beyond the streets, beneath the stars, 

A merry round the witches tread! 

And round and round the circle spun,
Until the gates swung wide ajar, 

That bar the boundaries of earth 

From faery realms that shine afar. 

Oh, I have been and I have seen 

In magic worlds of Otherwhere. 

For all this world may praise or blame, 

For ban or blessing naught I care. 

For I have been beyond the town, 

Where meadowsweet and roses grow, 

And there such music did I hear 

As worldly-righteous never know.

Blessings nine!

Saturday, October 13, 2012

Hallows Everyday 13

Sybil Leek

Samhain Fires

Ye Witches, hear these tidings,
Now Samhain fires are burning,
Come tread the round on sacred ground,
The Sabbat wheel is turning.
Set your spirits free, blessed be.
By Earth, Air, Water and Fire
Let none have fear who enters here,
But fulfillment of desire!

Lady Isadora

Blessings nine!

Friday, October 12, 2012

Hallows Everyday 12

"Season of the Crone"
Poem by Gerina Dunwitch

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 magick spell.

Blessings nine!

Thursday, October 11, 2012

Hallows Everyday 11

The Coven Spell

O ancient ones of heaven, earth and sea,

We chant the coven spell, thus shall it be!

To music of the night-wind blowing free,

We chant the coven spell, thus shall it be!
The owl hoots within the hollow tree,

The black cat runs by night silently,

The toad beneath the stone dwells secretly,

We chant the coven spell, thus shall it be!
To moon that draws the tides of air and sea,

We chant the coven spell, thus shall it be!

To god that bides beneath the greenwood tree,

We chant the coven spell, thus shall it be!
By Witches’ garter bound about the knee,

By staff and cauldron and all powers that be,

We will the thing in our minds we see,

We chant the coven spell, thus shall it be!

The Spell is flowing like the sea,

The spell is growing like the tree,

Like flame that burns and blazes free.

We chant the spell, thus shall it be!

We chant the spell, thus shall it be!

We chant the spell, thus shall it be!

It is!

Doreen Valiente

Blessings nine!

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Hallows Everyday 10

Actually, that time of the year is here!!!
And who better to welcome it than three wicked witches!

I love this time of the year, as I have only mentioned hundreds of times. It inspires me to go outside in the darkness of night and sit by the lake, waiting for a spirit of this land, the water, my Matron goddesses, to make Themselves known to me. I like to walk out by my hedge and feel the energy pulsing, thick with magick, making me feel as if I am walking through water, cloaked in that magick.

Yesterday was the day sacred to Felicitas, goddess of good luck and good fortune, protectress of our peace and prosperity. I spent the afternoon attending to the mundane, then returned home, reading the cards for a friend. Later, in the evening, I had a bit of magick that needed doing and so I attended to that. Still later, after my magick was set, I lit a candle for Felicitas, saying a prayer that we continue to be blessed with Her protection, good fortune, and prosperity. When all was done, an offering and libation were made to Hekate and Felicita - a nice bit of homemade fudge-rich brownie and some Strega Liqueur. I took a bit myself too, sharing in the little feast.

The 11th marks the Meditrinalia, honoring Meditrina, Roman goddess of health, longevity, medicinal herbs and wine; another day to Hallow. The Romans made a libation to Her, mixing old wine with new. I have saved some old wine for just this occasion and into which I shall add a few sprigs of herbs to steep, finally stirring in a bit of honey. This I will mix with some new wine, to be opened at another little feast I shall make. As recommended by Nova Roma, a modern religious organization that recreates ancient Roman religion, I will mix the wines at my altar, sip them, then make my prayer. The first two lines of this prayer are from Nova Roma, the rest, my own addition.

Wine, new and old, I drink,
Of illness new and old I am cured!
Herbs, ancient, blessed by Her hand,
Meditrina relieves all ills.
To Her I give my thanks,
Hail, Meditrina, She who bestows health and long life!

Just a bit of the wine will be spilled upon my altar, while the rest will remain in the cup, sitting on the altar until the following day when I will take it outside and pour a libation. I will also make an offering of bread, herbs, and meat.

This is what being a priestess and witch is about, at least for me; honoring the goddesses, keeping holy the sacred days, assisting those who require my magickal help, being an oracle, lighting the flames that honor the Deathless Ones. How lucky I am to have been chosen to follow this path.

Blessings nine!  

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Hallows Everyday 9

Snagged from Facebook and thought 
this was perfect for Hallows Everyday!

Blessings nine!

Monday, October 8, 2012

Hallows Everyday 8

I love Vintage Halloween goodies, especially advertising. This ad for stockings, appears to be late 1920s or early 1930s - not sure as the bottom of the page is cut off. I have been collecting ephemera for years. Our guest bathroom is decorated with ads in frames, as well as tins, bottles, and boxes for various beauty and health products. Scattered throughout the Toadstool, one can find a great many more vintage advertising and related goods. I have only been able to collect reproductions of vintage Halloween as the prices have been very high for many years, taking them out of my range of affordability.

I will, of course, be wearing black for Hallows, and the days leading up to it. I have a series of three rituals I plan to do this year, as well as a celebration for Pomona on Her day, November 1st. The Hallows rituals will involve a meditative descent to the Underworld, a feast for the dead, and some serious divination about issues that have recently been swirling through my life.

For the Day of Pomona, I will make more apple butter, dry apple skins so I have them for magickal workings, and eat apple goodies. I will also make some offerings of apples at the hedge to Her and the bounty of the season She brings after a ritual of honoring.

Those are my plans. Hope you are all enjoying the season!

Blessings nine!

Sunday, October 7, 2012

Hallows Everyday 7

Witches celebrating Hallows, Florida style!

Blessings nine!

Saturday, October 6, 2012

Hallows Everyday 6

Ancestor altar, 2009, copyright E A Kaufman

Between the heavens and the earth
The way now opens to bring forth
The Hosts of those who went on before;
We see them now come through the Open Door.

Now the veils of the worlds are thin;
To move out you must move in.
Let the balefires now be made,
Mine the spark within them laid.

Move beyond the fiery screen,
Between the seen and the unseen;
Shed your anger and your fear,
Live anew in a new years!

Lore of the Door

Ancestor Altar, 2009, copyright E A Kaufman

Blessings nine!

Friday, October 5, 2012

Hallows Everyday 5

Twas the Evening of Samhain

'Twas the evening of Samhain, and all through the place
were pagans preparing the ritual space.
The candles were set in the corners with care,
in hopes that the Watchtowers soon would be there.
We all had our robes on (as is habitual)
and had just settled down and were starting our ritual
when out on the porch there arose such a chorus
that we went to the door, and waiting there for us
were children in costumes of various kinds
with visions of chocolate bright in their minds.
In all of our workings, we'd almost forgot,
but we had purchased candy (we'd purchased a LOT),
And so, as they flocked from all over the street,
they all got some chocolate or something else sweet.
We didn't think twice of delaying our rite,
Kids just don't have this much fun every night.
For hours they came, with the time-honored schtick
of giving a choice: a treat or a trick.
As is proper, the parents were there for the games,
Watching the children and calling their names.
"On Vader, On Leia, On Dexter and DeeDee,
On Xena, on Buffy, Casper and Tweety!
To the block of apartments on the neighboring road;
You'll get so much candy, you'll have to be TOWED!"
The volume of children eventually dropped,
and as it grew darker, it finally stopped.
But as we prepared to return to our rite,
One child more stepped out of the night.
She couldn't have been more than twelve or thirteen.
Her hair was deep red, and her robe, forest green
with a simple gold cord tying off at the waist.
She'd a staff in her hand and a smile on her face.
No make-up, nor mask, or accompanying kitsch,
so we asked who she was; she replied "I'm a witch.
And no, I don't fly through the sky on my broom;
I only use that thing for cleaning my room.
My magical powers aren't really that neat,
but I won't threaten tricks; I'll just ask for a treat."
We found it refreshing, so we gave incense cones,
A candle, a crystal, a few other stones,
And the rest of the candy (which might fill a van).
She turned to her father (a man dressed as Pan)
and laughed, "Yes, I know, Dad, it's past time for bed,"
and started to leave, but she first turned and said
"I'm sorry for further delaying your rite.
Blessed Samhain to all, and a magical night."

Copyright (c) 1999 by Cather Steincamp

Blessings nine!

Thursday, October 4, 2012

Hallows Everyday 4

Once upon a time, the witches rode
In sinister and ominous parade
Upon their sticks at night, and queer lights glowed...

Once Upon A Time, James W. Foley, 1905

Blessings nine!

Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Hallows Everyday 3

Rune For Casting A Circle

Black Spirits and White,
Red Spirits and Grey,
Harken to the Rune I say:

Four points of the circle,
Weave the Spell,
East, South, West, North,
Your tale to tell.

East is for Red, for the break of the day.
South is White, for the noontide hour.
For the West, is twilight grey,
While North is Black for the place of Power.

Three times round the Circle's cast.
Great Ones, Spirits from the past,
Witness this and guard it fast!

Doreen Valiente

Blessings nine!

Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Hallows Everyday 2

(vintage post card)

Besom, besom, Lady's broom,
Sweep out darkness, sweep out doom,
Rid ye Lady's hallowed ground
Of demons, imps, and Hell's red hound;
Then set ye down on Her green Earth
By running stream or Mistress' hearth,
'Til called once more on moon or Sabbath night
To cleanse once more the dancing site!

(author unknown)

Blessings nine!

Monday, October 1, 2012

Hallows Everyday 1 - October Arrives

Witches' Sabbat by Arthur Rackham

Welcome October! I began the month by joining my Witch-kin for an evening of movie watching and dinner. We watched two movies before dinner, the original The Wicker Man, followed by The Wicker Tree. There was pop corn, chips, dip, and salsa while we watched. After the movies, we ate dinner. I prepared baked ziti and there was garlic bread to go with it followed by cannoli for dessert. Everything was delicious, the company wonderful, and the discussion stimulating.

Of course the original Wicker Man is a cult favorite and we all enjoyed it very much. All but one of us, I believe, have seen it before. We discussed sacrifice and how it has changed over the centuries. The Wicker Tree... well, I have to be honest, it was more of a horror movie. Yes, there were elements of the Old Ways, but it just didn't do much for me.

It is interesting how sacrifice, animal, human, and the usual food and beverages, were so much a part of Pagan religions, as well as the Abrahamic religions, long ago. Now, Pagans tend to distance themselves from animal, and most especially human, sacrifice. I made mention that I didn't think there was one person in the room who would perform any type of blood sacrifice, with the exception of offering one's own blood. There was only one person who said that if her goddesses required it of her, she would do it. None of us, though, has been called upon to do such sacrifice.

My own practice includes some blood sorcery, but it is my own blood that I use. This is the most powerful of offerings, gaining us the most potent results. It is not for everyone, and certainly not for every working; it would not be a good idea to feed the spirits one's own rich life elixir more than once in a while. I am sure there will be those that disagree with me and may, in fact, be horrified; by all means, you are free to believe and feel what you wish. However, I can say from experience, I know this to be true. Make of it what you will.

And so begins my daily posts with an image, poem, or what have I, for the season of Hallows. I didn't plan to discuss this blood, it just happened.  

Blessings nine!