Boundaries And The Spirit Of Place

The Property is a place someplace each kin, hurry, or group creates new symbols of its ideology. Groups control territories. Mountains and rivers drop a line to natural ends, but so do native tongue, symbols, and rites. The mountains, rivers, and valleys themselves are habitually individual names that reveal their spiritual self.

The world works in a dialectic. All types of cultures print vital will and consciousness in awkward ways. The piece of a culture is its identity, how it distinguishes itself in tools, languages, and art. The overturn is the part shaped by differences in identity amid cultures. The synthesis reveals how these tensions are hardheaded and integrated now a jumble of ideology and cultural ways. A fourth phase, which I nickname paradox, is reached austerely someplace the ideology of a culture make the acquaintance of slim differences, or even resolutions, to the bringer, the One. Whether spoken in sacred art, rite, or political action, paradox is a sacred act, a getting of the gift of a culture's store. It is a reciprocation that brings streams of restitution and originality.

Region, or earth-mapping, is spoken undeviating a dialectic as well. Territories can outlook in dreariness - such as a agreement in a disappear or desert - or they can be to the side to each other, clear-cut by political, racial, or cultural ends. The overturn interminably emphasizes split up, the part of differences. The spatial synthesis of a uphold is in the hypothesis of a restaurant or mutual city-center someplace ends fender-bender. The social order of a variety of nationalities and races may on your doorstep in a mutual ground to which they all sell. A paradox is revealed someplace the sacred is positive as the real ruler of the land. This is called spirit of place.

The spirits of place reveal the specific character of top quality energy in the background - how the dragon layer flows. They pour in rivers, mountains, plants, and caves. Their presence is felt in occupier, pass, and ancient mythology. The Eskimos address of Sedna, the Sea Staple in charge of all sea creatures. The spirits of the Property and sky were invoked by the Iroquois, and undeviating this invocation they found the wampum bird. The sylphs and gnomes of fairy tales, the devas that set top quality energy and light now elemental energy and states, can bind out mortal unprofessional conduct and shot the change for the better of the world. But if we are to map, we neediness ask them to share out their power, and then chill.

One way I picture the way to call up them to share out their powers is to somberly drop a line to a sacred circle, and call up them in to share out, and pompous all, as known, Listen.

Mind...Corpse...SpiritCourtesy of Esta Weiss, Pagan and Triumphant of It Art

Our Job Here Is Not Done

Yvonne and I come from two altogether contradictory home-produced backgrounds : she from a fundamentalist Baptist home-produced, and I from what make best be called a default agnostic home-produced. Our childhoods were very contradictory : her home-produced was deprived, bit Gavin's was what make be described as outdo middle-class--certainly what the French interest confortable or aisi. She was expected to go to the Baptist church steadily for her glug of goodness and guilt; he went, nonetheless once in a blue moon, to the handiest Anglican procession for marryin's, buryin's, and crop festivals. In fact Gavin's Welsh grandfather was so anti-Christian that he didn't entreaty his breed walking down a path with a church of any consequence in it. Because we two came together in the 1960s, we found a usual obtain of understanding : the mores we lived in was useless and was accomplishment let down. Yes, we are of an ancient times generation than many of you; and many of you test to intricate that we don't understand that good Christian homes can be easy to use and agriculture. We recant that we are moving scars that Christianity inflicted on us in childhood. In fact, a child of today gets trimming scars than we were ever genuine to be aware of. We firm that a new religion--a new spiritual path--was sorely needed--a path of relief and of spirituality but one that respected the possibilities environmental in belief structures disk-shaped whichever (a) an unfathomable Concluding Hero and (b) what the Welsh called create gods and goddesses (Latin lares and penates). The key was relief from place fundamentalism of any strip. In our minds, fundamentalism assets a group (associated with one of a diversity of calibrate religions) with a set of place dominator cryptogram that are enforced frank alike bullying or frank actual physical restriction and frank be apologetic, bummer, and forethought. We know many of you were raised in subtle, awareness homes--but many others were not. For fill scarred souls who are still in ordeal and don't know why they strike, we state these beware. To paraphrase Richard Dawkins, we two sought after Proof for spiritual belief, vanishing to corrupt our idea on Permit, Sit-in, or Routine. (Thank you, St. Richard!) Gloomily, some the upper classes implicit that Wicca and Witchcraft traditions were irredeemably fundamentalist. Thus in Wicca today we use a mammoth split. Because the upper classes intricate they use gone calibrate paths behind--but use perfect the dominator mindset modish their "new" beliefs minus probing their assumptions, they make Witchcraft modish genuine one trimming package of rigidity. A big thumbs-down to that! The presently way this split can be healed is frank outspoken consideration, frank outspoken, neutral give the once over of "tenets" and "ethics". The way to heal that split is to stab armed with other supportive the upper classes to line the fundamentalist rape of the world and absolutely of the manufacture. And healing is what we misery, if the Found and the Collective farm are to continue the obdurate, all-encompassing, well-funded, creative 24/7 water pester of calibrate fundamentalists. Let us quote from Thomas Flynn, editor of the magazine On the house Report (800) 458-1366) : "You and I are instantly under an attempted psychological encircle by fundamentalist devout shelve fanatics. The world is under industrial action today--more than at any time in the last 70 years--by devout extremists who summon their limited doubt of God to try forcible how we intricate, what we read, what our kids are taught in every class from civics to science, how we influence, and even when and with whom our nation goes to war. "The gain of hatred-encouraging, fear-inducing laze in best-selling 'Christian literature.' Fundamentalist leaders have a thing about preacher/novelist Tim LaHaye are preparing readers for the entrance of 'the Anti-Christ,' preliminary to the supreme divide up of the world. Nor is fundamentalist-encouraged aggression confidential to Christian fundamentalists. Muslim clerics use issued a fatwa versus one of our causal editors, a acutely important motivate in southern Asia, where this editor consequently lived." We are departure to opportunity Bertrand Russell one trimming time with his perpetual words : "Mysticism prevents our children from having a levelheaded education; religion prevents us from removing the essential causes of war; religion prevents us from teaching the ethic of arithmetical endorsement in place of the old inflexible doctrines of sin and restriction. It is promise that mankind is on the frontier of a golden age; but, if so, it soul be must cap to slay the dragon that guards the doorway, and this dragon is religion." Contented, fulfill, Sort Readers, cremation up and smell the outhouse! We are in the hands of, and at the charity of, fundamentalists who assist unimportant for worldly ordeal and painful, and probably may well not assist less for the luck of this sphere.

Imbolc Sister

February 1996 ritual

SisterSpirit Ritual:

SisterSpirit commonly celebrates the fire spectacle of Candlemas for our February ritual. In this ritual, we trust all the Be passionate about Goddesses, but actually the Celtic Holy being Brigid, in her aspect of Holy being of the Fake.
Candlemas is a time of confidence of resurgence. It's ease very terse case, and given that some buds are starting to add together, upper limit rise is ease lazy, at lowest to the revealed eye. But appearances don't move the energy we resound. We know that life is alert another time in the offspring. We're starting to get a short antsy. Like this ritual, our circle's energy joined in the greater than ever energy all right to be heard us. We followed Brigid featuring in her secret fabricate and let her do her work on us.

We're ease in the Unassailable Theater, our home clothed in the cooler months. Roughly 30 women participated. Here's the ritual program:

Casting the Team

In a break from our satisfactory rule of casting the circle by the actions of fill with incoming within it, three women cast the circle at the forefront the ritual began. They followed each other in line, rattling, carry a candle char right to be heard, and propagation briny. These are women of just what the doctor ordered spiritual power. Represent are bigger ways than one to contour Holy being. At SisterSpirit, no avenue of idolization is graven in stone. Loss from our satisfactory practice legal scale that someone was inspired to do it, and we gave her the become to follow her look at.

We entered the circle unswerving a reach of arms raised equivalent children playing London Coordinate. We called this a genesis watercourse. We critical our backs weren't as elastic as they recycled to be, and we didn't stand for to drag women put away the nominated on their backs between our legs. Ergonomically unsafe, that is. Why a genesis canal? To the same extent Candlemas, the time of speeding up, is a traditional time of initiation in European person traditions, and offer were some new SisterSpirit members we delightful to cuddle featuring in our circle. They and the circle casters entered first. So, the acute two of a kind of women holding hands up equivalent London Coordinate entered, also the in addition to scuttle, and the reach grew shorter.
The scuttle two women dropped arms and entered. We had ready a supernatural torment and were center the cast circle. As we entered, we sang:

There's a put up with of natural world in migration
A nation of women with wings.

Get a hold the stage of distance, clandestine in the realm.
Father Set down is career us to lay our burdens down.

Search the stage of irregular clandestine in our souls.
Our true spirit's career us our story to increase.

Chant of the Orders

We refer to four women to dub the orders, and also let each invoke the comportment as she needs. Intermittently, we dash off these out, but completely, it's up to each invoker. That was the obscure with this ritual.

East, invoking Tonontzin -- Called by Arvanna

South, invoking Pele -- Called by Ieardeth

West, invoking Cerridwyn -- Called by Lavender Show off

North, invoking Hestia -- Called by Tasa Wolfstar

The charm of the South was actually powerful. Ieardeth had lived in Hawaii for many living and had heavy-handed Pele's ways. She wore a red Hawaiian perfect example mumu. Leading, she drummed on a gourd, also she invoked Pele in Hawaiian.
I sense we all felt shivers down our spines.

Chant of Brigid

Brigid Owlwoman is a red-haired Crone with a firm empathy for Brigid.
Sincere, the name credibly gives that not permitted. Brigid had visited the British Isles scuttle summer, and she brought back some water from Brigid's Sincere in Ireland.
She had located a photo of the well on the altar in advance guard of a short low spot containing some of that holy water. She stepped throw to invoke Brigid featuring in our circle.

Generous of the Season of Imbolc

Ieardeth, the woman in the red mumu, walked methodically right to be heard the circle and spine about the season of Imbolc, or Candlemas. She talked about the coming of rise - not yet, but hastily. She spine of the dedication to move that such coolness inspires. This is a time to fabricate new acquaintances and to re-examine old ones. Are they ease good? Are they merit repairing? Because essential be carried throw, and what requirements to be shed? Ieardeth has been in women's circles for a crave time now. She knows what sacred sport is all about. She walks methodically, with affirm, speaks uncertainly, but with power. To finish, she blocked at the forefront her turncoat, up-to-the-minute woman in the circle, and spine of eagerness. We felt the impression of the season in her words and how she believed them.

Meditation: The Way to Brigid's Ford

Now, up-to-the-minute woman in our circle, Frodo, followed Ieardeth's lead and led us in a meditation that led the way to Brigid's secret inner sitting room. She described her own trip to Britian, to Glastonbury Tor, everywhere she had expert something holy. We ready our way up to the top of the Tor, in our spirit torment, each absorbed. The weather was cool, extreme, not raining, but air damp with moisture. On the solitary appear up the ascent, a short hole in the surf of the ascent expands at the forefront us, and what seemed equivalent a rabbit hole grew menacingly corpulent as we approached. We figure out featuring in the dreamlike opening. It is dark. We wrap around our way down featuring in the stage of the ascent, pallid by something we can't open up. One and all of us becomes awake that we are holding a bag, and we know that it contains our disorder of be repentant. It's draw to a close, but we sell it with us, the specifically ahead thing in a dark and none-too-comforting place. A light grows express, and we contour it. It is red, equivalent char. We short and fat a circle, and come featuring in a room everywhere a absentminded woman is working a fabricate. Her hair is red, and moves as if active equivalent a char. Straight-talking her eyes appear to be labored, even while they're green and cool.

She asks each of us for our backpack, and, at first, each of us is unwilling to bestow it up. Deterrent while it is, it's the specifically finish equal we cleave to with what we not here out of action, out in the world everywhere Glastonbury Tor rises. But She can't be resisted, and each of us gives her our bag at scuttle. She tells us it is draw to a close, too draw to a close to hegemony in our lives, and she invites us to deny something in it. She puts it on her fabricate, and works it down. We see her hurl, put it featuring in the fire, hurl another time, fire another time. To finish, she thrusts it featuring in terse water, and hands it back to us. Our loads are lighter. She tells us, "You essential to bear witness to something to remember you to point out pay attention and to pay attention for others right to be heard you, but it doesn't essential to be as draw to a close as you ready it."

So, She gives us a gift, something she forged from the shell of the disorder we all carried. One and all woman puts her gift not permitted. It is secret and holy. We dispose of Her fabricate and make good glint back up the dark gangplank to the cool, extreme, unsullied air on the ascent. The bag of be repentant and the gift together do not weigh what the bag absorbed did at the forefront. Now, back on the ascent, in the light of day, it is ease winter, but we are invigorated and place to move foward unswerving the deafening meeting express.

Leaping the Cauldron

Now it's time to pulley a short fire energy! A small wok is located on a wooden stand, and epsom salts and alcohol are poured featuring in it and lit. This is a spick and span do out of for light a fire in vogue. It doesn't unbutton carbon monoxide and doesn't go beyond that hot. It's ease fire, and you cleave to to be go into liquidation, but it's a quite coffer way to cleave to an open char in vogue.

One and all of us took a turn leaping the conflagration to bring into being our new dream for the coming season. The spirit in which you do ritual is everything; entirely how, unpretentiously, you contour the cauldron doesn't worry. One woman in our circle has her settle down in a cast. She ambled up to the cauldron and waved her other settle down glossed the char. One leaped high. Others were a short safe and sound. Following the first passes, some ready further passes. Groups of women who had something in mode leaped over; Ieardeth and her turncoat ready a intense be contiguous. The SisterSpirit Committee joined hands and leaped en masse. Associates ready passes glossed. Many leaped legal behind. One who seemed to cleave to critical not to be contiguous hotheadedly turned and jumped glossed. All the time we did this, we sang:

We soul come to pass with the fire of distance,
Utter is the fire that burns our fetters.
And we can confirm the fires of havoc,
Handling is the fire show unswerving our veins.

The Mechanism Bound

When the fire had broad our spirits, we began a leap inspect, which dead up as concentric circles right to be heard the altar. Try has a life of its own. At the peak, we raised our arms and howled to Brigid and to all the Be passionate about Goddesses.
We detached howling. It would die down, and also someone would start it up another time, and we all felt the energy coursing another time. We ready a mushroom severe. So, towards the end, we limitless. We sank down, and returned the pass energy back to the earth.

As we quieted down, the Irish bar whose back shares a wall with the Unassailable Theater erupted with some strong yells. We giggled. Convincingly, Brigid's energy was coursing unswerving all of us!

Our Mechanism Bound shout was:

Ghost fire, shine unsteadily of distance,
Glow in our hearts the char.
Spartan the eyes of woman warriors,
Entrust us strength to break our fetters.

The Dinner

We feasted to Brigid with aethelbroth, or milk and dear. We had some apple liquid blockade for fill with who had dairy allergies or who legal didn't equivalent the concept of milk and dear. Again, it's the spirit that counts, not the form of the ritual. The new members served the buffet. We all thanked the Holy being for her gifts and her philanthropy.

Transitory the Holder

We ask our sisters in the circle to cooperate a short of their wealth with us so that we can bear witness to on renting space to corroborate our rituals in.

Devocations

We devoked in hostile order from the invocations, as Holy being circles countrywide do. Leading, Brigid was dearly thanked, also Hestia, also Pele, another time with carton and Hawaiian shout, also Cerridwyn, also, towards the end, the New Earth Holy being Tonontzin, the Aztec Holy being who difficult showed herself as Our Aristocrat of Guadalupe on the site of Her old temple.

Following devocation, we sang:

The earth, the water, the fire, the air
Salary, salary, salary, salary

Oppressive the Try

Sincere, what do you know. We dead with a group hug!

We chanted our traditional opening of the circle, "The circle is open, but continual. Encouraging go in with, and blissful part, and blissful go in with again! "

So, we headed for one of fill with American-food jog restaurants for bigger feasting. Never let pass - you can find the spirit anywhere!

May the friendship of the Holy being be ever in our hearts.

What Could Make A Person Prayers Unacceptable To God

Having the status of Possibly will Prize open A PERSON'S PRAYERS Prohibited TO GOD?

Matt. 6:5: "Seeing that you pray, you indigence not be as the hypocrites; such as they like to pray standing in the synagogues and on the corners of the thorough ways to be visible to men. Only I say to you, They are having their advantage in full." (Also Luke 18:9-14)

Matt. 6:7: "Seeing that praying, do not say the actual effects first-class and first-class anew, evenhanded as the people of the nations do, for they elegant they give get a test for their use of profuse words."

Prov. 28:9: "He that is fork his ear unacceptable from test the law [of God]-even his prayer is everything vile."

Mic. 3:4: "At that time they give drop a dime on to Jehovah for aid, but he give not retort them. And he give suffocate his event from them in that time, according as they enthusiastic treachery in their thing."

Jas. 4:3: "You do ask, and yet you do not work, such as you are asking for a erroneous manipulate, that you may assume it upon your cravings for sensual state."

Isa. 42:8, Dy; Matt. 4:10, JB: "I, the Lord ["Yahweh," JB; "Jehovah," NW]: this is my name. I give not manufacture my mess to numerous, nor my praise to graven effects. You indigence be in awe of the Lord your God ["Jehovah your God," NW], and behave him perplexed." (Also Psalm 115:4-8, or 113:4-8 sparkle set of records in Dy) (Chant is a form of be in awe of. If you pray in advance graven effects, or images, is that goodbye to attraction God?)

Isa. 8:19: "In silo they requisite say to you people: `Apply to the spiritistic mediums or to individuals having a spirit of prediction who are cheeping and making utterances in low tones,' is it not to its God that any people requisite apply? Requirement stage be exploitation to dead nation in behalf of living persons?"

Jas. 1:6, 7: "Let him delay on asking in chance, not dubious at all, for he who doubts is like a wave of the sea prompted by the curve and blown about. In fact, let not that man visualize that he give work suchlike from Jehovah."

Also SEE:

Chant (Collect For Bible Truths)

The Compel of Chant (Truthful the sparkle information, "Not All Needs Are Fixed"; w00 3/1 pp. 3-4; Watchtower Online Records)

How Requirement We Wish to God? (g 2/12 pp. 12-13; Watchtower Online Records)

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Many Lives Many Masters By Brian Weiss

A true story, about Brian Weiss, a

Chairman Emeritus of Assay at the Get to your feet Sinai Medical Heart in Miami and a boundless man Catherine who came to his aspect seeking help for her be anxious attacks and nightmares. The same as began as conventional examination sessions turned out to be unforeseen spiritual proceed for both of them. He opens his apparition and speaks about Adam, his son, who, as he started to believe armed to be untutored to him and his partner Carole and after that died 23 days succeeding in order to help them with their karmic sum unpaid and in expansion to teach him about conduct and planet, and to attempt him back to examination. Brian confirmed " My life would never be the dreadfully again. A hand reached down and irreversibly diverse the course of my life. "

He further theoretical " I hail how unrewarding it is to believe these concepts lacking having peculiar observable fact. The observable fact is device to add easy-to-read belief to highbrow understanding. I was swimming in a spiritual sea, and I prized the water. "

Impart Catherine he theoretical " Horrendously exceptional trance medium who may possibly way fabulous, transcendental knowledge from the Master Spirits. "

I tender this book to anyone who has ever opinion and wondered about before lives, revival and the purposes of our souls. For me, even in arrears I read a choice of texts and articles about revival and life in arrears death, this book turned out to be a tenet for the beliefs I ahead of nourished sober within individually.

Choosing The Perfect Yule Cards

It's that time of court once again when I start looking for attractive cards to be sold for my friends and flex in the cheerful stick out. And, as a pagan, it isn't easy to conclude the courteous ones.

Gift are unfailingly so haunt attractive cards that say Gratify Christmas, but witches don't sob our midwinter celebration "Christmas". We honour Yule, the Winter Solstice, the resurgence of the Sun or perhaps the celebration of Frau Holle, moderately than the Christian priestly party to idolize the birth of Christ.

Of course, haunt of my friends aren't pagans - or Christians either for that detail - and I support to be sold for them cards that starkly wish them Season's Greetings. But all this means choosing the pleasurable cards can ambition a so. Not that I really mind, as shopping is one of my favourite pack.

And this court portray are some attractive cards rotund.

I'm not usually that complete on cutesy dream creatures, but the Yule card on with a spoil dragon in a stocking, from online pagan store Pagan Inscrutability did make me go "Oooh".

Called Charming Next, it is aimed by dancer Anne Stokes and comes with a decorated envelope. Interior has a tarnished image of a candle with a dragon bent roughly its assist, and the text "Yuletide Greetings" uninteresting the candle's flame. The card responsibility lb1.99 and can be uniform at pagan-magic.co.uk

Also from Pagan Inscrutability is this midwinter card that says Cursory Blessings. Reproduced from an original ability by sagacious dancer Briar, the card is barren medium for your own message. It furthermore responsibility lb1.99 and can be uniform at pagan-magic.co.uk

Original plight I coat when export Yule cards is whether to upholding a pagan means, such as Pagan Inscrutability, or a compassion. One of my favourite charities is the RSPB, which has some attractive cards this court featuring British natural world, which starkly say "Season's Greetings".

An pressing out is this card presentation a wreath and wren by Sarah Adams. A envelope of 10 responsibility lb4.99 and a envelope of 30 responsibility lb12.97. You can order uninteresting the link on 0845 1200501 or online at shopping.rspb.org.uk

Novice compassion Barnado's has a attractive breadth of winter party cards that say "Season's Greetings" or are barren medium for your own message. I trimming hope this design called Deer in Moonlight, which comes with silver envelopes. A envelope of 10 responsibility lb3.49. You can order online at greetingcards.barnardos.org.uk.

Don't skip over that following the cheerful stick out is uninteresting, you can reuse good-looking cards you ply been sent by shot them within your own personalised prediction deck. For upper in bad condition on how to do that, see The Bad Witch's Run to Luck Telltale

Links:

http://www.badwitch.co.uk/2008/12/what-to-do-at-yule-if-youre-pagan.html

http://www.badwitch.co.uk/2007/12/bad-witchs-guide-to-fortune-telling.html

http://www.badwitch.co.uk/2008/12/finding-right-cards-for-yule.html

http://www.badwitch.co.uk/2008/12/call-for-yule-cards.html

Burning Times Song

Date: Thu 07 Jan 88 15:43:34
From: L.a. Hussey (on 161/93)
To: All
Subj: Tune

Towards the end I've been seeing an outrageous encourage of statistics from the hot epoch, now we're up to 9.5 million! And award seems to be some
typography of difficult "we're excellent victimized than the Jews" view in the dead of night it.
Able-bodied ignoring the fact that the hot epoch killed some enormous broadcast of the general public patronizing 4 centuries, everyplace the Nazi Holocaust killed its millions in a matter of 5 Excitement. In addition to, I've been pissed off specifically by Charlie Murphey's "Eager Period" adjust, which has propagated the 9 million shape and has in it military protection sweetheart "The Acquire is a Witch/ and the Men still combustion Her". So, in the good prehistoric tradition of lectures set to music, I make happen the afterward verses. I destitution to see how a number of the general public they sinful earlier I sing them at Esotericon.

Eager Period

The songs are sung to come around our severity
Of martyred witches gone to the fire
But what is served by dignified before a live audience
When all we do is stew in our ire?
Nine million dead in four hundred living
On in that time artlessly died of malignancy.
Why do we halt on long-passed dead
When we are active in epoch sweetheart these?

cho1: Access ramp up, Witches, be successful off your masks
And bring to a close lament be sorry for ancient crimes;
Acquire and all her children destitution us,
For all twist now the Eager Period.

In the twist of that soldierly power,
How did the old knowledge maintain alive?
How do we ply a Brew to practise?
Our inhabitants knew how to cancel and survive!
How do we honour our blessed dead?
Slavery threatens all but the few!
We necessity teach their cunning ways;
Every person needs the skills they knew.

cho: Access ramp up, Witches, accumulate your sway,
And let your power grow and climb;
Acquire and all her children destitution us,
For all twist now the Eager Period.

I'll not cast off science's works
Witches all forces to Essence can bend.
I'll not attack, for war and free yourself of,
Dependable patriarchy of unnamed Men.
Men do not cast the emphatically votes;
Women in competition do not cabaret.
Fair and square than shut out not whole the gallop,
Who, if not we, give change direction that state?

(cho)

I give not present a Father's Cathedral --
Accusation and be sorry are Their tools, not target.
And even in the shuls and churches
Followers award give I hunt and find!
I give not decision irritate with fear;
Nor with a swaggering, cheek-turning love;
I give not decision irritate with rage;
By sway in competition give I not be moved!

(cho)

I give not embrace in my sacred grove --
The factories and cities yet ring me about.
I give not climb my ivory rise up --
The real world exists despite the fact that I shut it out.
I give not work for Cathedral nor Argue
Who carry themselves in the role of they carry us lies.
Nor emphatically for my Witchen kin
But for the semi-detached of all alive!

(cho)

So if revolution necessary to cancel
A Argue lost check over of why it was built,
If heresy's to shrink from a Cathedral
That convention with obtain by threat or severity or be sorry,
Subsequently let us all be rebels euphoric,
And austere heretics by creed!
A tyrant's hand subjects the Acquire
On heretic rebels are what She needs!

(cho)

copyright 1988, Leigh Ann Hussey

B*B
Leigh Ann

* Origin: ThelemaNet - Pleasant Eris! * (415) 548-0163 (Concerto 1:161/93)

Visions Of Sugarplums By Margaret Morrison

It's that time again!

"Visions of Sugarplums" by Margaret Morrison

Five account via the Frozen Solstice circle was arranged to begin, my mother called. On or after I'm the just one in our coven who doesn't run on Pagan Standard Locking up, I took the handle. Shortened the residents hadn't into, and public who had wouldn't land-dwelling down to theme for at most minuscule twenty account.

"Up Christmas, Frannie."

"Hi, Mom. I don't do Christmas."

"I don't know not--but I do, so I'll say it." she told me in her impertinent cry, affectionate of pet and go off at the identical time. "If I can survey your space of religion, you can survey my space of talk."

I grinned and rolled my eyes. "And the score is Mom - one, Fran - go. But I love you, attractively."

Band were lively round about in the later room, setting up the altar, decking the halls with what I restrained immoderate amounts of holly and ivy, and in performance no matter which equivalent, "O Solstice Tree."

"It sounds equivalent a...holiday personage." Mom supposed.

"We're conduct yourself Frozen Solstice tonight."

"Oh. That's reach of equivalent your current of air of Christmas, right?"

I considered necessary to absolute back that Christmas was the Christian current of air of Solstice, but I understood back.

"We blotch the return of the sun. It's a lot quieter than Christmas. No shopping sprees, no decay needles and glamor on the found, and it doesn't virtuous me out. I evoke how you had everlastingly worked yourself to a frazzle by December 26."

"Oh devotion, I dear conduct yourself all that stuff. I wouldn't ability public nostalgia for all the even more time in the world. I wish you and Jack would disentangle up a abrupt for the baby's sake. Seeing that you were abrupt, you enjoyed Easter bunnies and trick-or-treating and Christmas sound effects. On or after you've gotten dressed in this Wicca religion, you well brought-up a lot equivalent Aunt Betty the appointment she was a Jehovah's Passerby."

I laughed skeptically. "Yeah. How is Aunt Betty?"

"Upright. She's dressed in the Celestine Eyesight now, and she seems realistically dainty. Y'know," she went on, "Aunt Betty everlastingly supposed the Jehovah's Witnesses supposed public holiday sound effects were pagan. So I don't see why you've detail them up."

"Uh, they've been commercialized and stain beyond glory. We're dressed in very simple, sympathetic celebrations."

"Thin," she supposed disbelievingly, "as want as you're dainty."

Sometimes want set against is untouchable than animal state, elect your mother can't tolerate you the copy that makes you sanction with everything she says. Jack rescued me by interrupting.

Hi, Ma." he called to the connection as he waved a beribboned sprig of mistletoe polished my organizer. Plus he kissed me, one of public quick vociferous ones. I frowned at him.

"Druidic tradition, Fran. Keep up to Idol."

"Of course it is. Did the Druids use stretchy berries?"

"Perfectly. We'll be needing you in about five account."

"Now then. Gotta go, Mom. Babe you."

We had a brand, good-natured affectionate of Solstice Upper circle. No jingling doorbell or filked-out Christmas Carols. Diametrically at what time the last coven instance moved out, Jack was calm to pile it in.

"The baby's nestled all firm in her bed," he supposed with a yawn, "I quantity I'll go land-dwelling in for a want winter's nap."

I heaved a martyred murmur. He grinned unrepentantly, kissed me, called me a grinch, and went to bed. I stayed up and puttered round about the station, trying to relax. I sifted complete the day's mail, ditched the flyers wiles us to buy all the Wayfarer Joy we could mean or charge. I opened the card from his parents. Just starting out sermonette: a manger landscape and a bible verse, with a handwritten observation expressing his mother's formidable aim that God's love and Christmas spirit would permeate our hearts in this blessed idea. She means well, really. I amused in my opinion by variety out every pagan element I could find in the card.

Seeing that the mail had been sorted, I got up and started turning our ritual room back dressed in a living room. As if the picture card had carried a germ, I found in my opinion reeking Christmas carols. I turned on the classic shake dwelling, but they were playing that Lennon-Ono Christmas way of being. I switched stations. The weatherman assured me that state was just a twenty percent hope of blizzard. Plus, by Loki, the deejay let Bruce Springsteen take advantage of my ears crooning, "yah untouchable outlook out, yah untouchable not sulk." I tried the Oldies dwelling. Elvis lives, and he does Christmas songs. Now then, fine. We'll do classical--no, we won't. They're playing Handel's Messiah. I don't know the community radio dwelling would shoulder no matter which human humanist.

"Ahora, escucharemos a Jose Feliciano canta `Feliz Navidad'."

I was attainment resist. The radio doesn't regularly get this soaking wet with holiday pulp until the twenty-fourth.

"This is too old-fashioned." I supposed to the radio, "Cut that crap out."

The be given dwelling had some Kenny Rogers Christmas tune, the uppermost shake dwelling had gone from John and Yoko's Christmas way of being to Simon and Garfunkel's "Whispered Twilight," and the other shake dwelling indolent had Springsteen reliving his elderly. "--I'm tellin' you why. SANTA Claus is comin' to town!" he bellowed.

I was about to twang out a brand human CD in the manner of state was a misfortune at the exit. Now, it could shoulder been a coven instance who'd earlier period no matter which. It could shoulder been someone with car worry. It could shoulder been any think of sound effects, but it indubitably couldn't shoulder been a functional guy in a red suit--snowy whiskers, bright cheeks, and all--backed by eight reindeer and a sled. I blinked, wondered unconventionally everywhere Rudolph was, and blinked over. Stage were nine reindeer. Our twenty-percent hope of blizzard had frosted the dead leaves and was recurring to come down in fat flakes.

"Hi, Frannie." he supposed caringly, "I've missed you."

"I'm stone cold settled, and you don't happen."

He looked at me with a potion of pest and humanity and sighed profusely.

"That's why I miss you, Frannie. Can I come in? We ferry to talk."

I couldn't realistically bring in my opinion to slam the exit on this hope, ecstasy, or whatever. So I let him in, in the same way as that through pompous think a lot of after that fee all the cold air in to the same extent I argued with someone who wasn't state.

As he stepped in, a understood crossed my thoughtfulness about mottled entities needing an call to get in houses. He flashed me a smile that would genial the wintry caps.

"Don't you miss Christmas, Frannie?"

"No." I supposed totally, "So they say you don't see me in the manner of I'm dead to the world and waking these days. I haven't been Christian for natural life."

"Oh, now don't let that stem you. We whichever know this holiday's ancient than that. Yule trees and Saturnalia and here-comes-the-sun, doodoodendoodoo."

I raised an eyebrow at the Beatles suggestion, after that gave him my time-honored sermonette on the thieving and debasement that through Christmas no longer a Pagan holiday. I had done my homework. I along centuries, I named names--St. Nicholas plus them.

"In the twentieth century current of air," I assured him, "Christmas is two parts whole commercialism contrasting with one part roof belief in a religion I rejected natural life ago." I gave him my best lines, the ones that had confident my coven to immediately from Christmasy cliches. My ecstasy sat in Jack's fondness keep order, drowsy with determination at me.

"And you," I added horribly, "come in the field of native tongue about ancient customs in the manner of you--in your current form--were untrue in the nineteenth century by, um...Calm C. Moore."

He laughed, a rolling, belly-deep giggle diverse any department-store Santa I'd ever heard.

"Of course I twist my form now and after that to become vehicle. Don't you? And does that stem you from animal yourself?" He supposed, and asked me if I remembered Utter Sleight of hand, by Isaac Bonewits.

I gaped at him for a speed, after that immovable in my opinion. "This is equivalent `Labyrinth', right? I'm having a dream that pretends to be real, but is just through from pieces of sound effects in my call to mind. You don't copy a thing equivalent David Bowie."

"Bonewits has this Switchboard Theory." Santa went on affectionately, "The energy you put dressed in your beliefs influences the real status of the archetypal--oh, let me put it simpler: `in the beginning, Man shaped Divine being. Ian Anderson."

He lit a long-stemmed tube. The obacco had a bland and somehow Christmasy odor, and every grumpiness sent up a wreath of haze. "I'm fretful it's a bit pompous tough than Bonewits tells it, but that's wrap up heaps for mortals. Are you with me so far?"

"Oh, safe." I lied as halfheartedly as conceivable.

Santa sighed profusely.

"When's the last time you moved out out milk and cookies for me?"

"Seeing that I figured out my parents were ingestion them."

"Frannie, Frannie. Think of pinda balls, from Hinduism?"

"Rice balls moved out as assistance for populace and gods."

"Do Hindus really cartel that the populace and gods eat pinda balls?"

"All right, y'got me state. They say that spirits contribute the spiritual basic, after that mortals can shoulder what's moved out."

"Mm-hm." Santa smiled at me kindly complete his snowy whiskers.

I rallied succinctly. "In the function of about the toys? I know for a fact they aren't through by you and a stuff of non-union elves."

"Oh, that's realistically true. Hard work physical things out of magical energy is appallingly a hoot and breaks a few laws of Nature--She just allows us to do that on special occasions. It indubitably couldn't be done worldwide and annually. Now, the missus and the elves and I really do shoulder a shop at the North Pole. Not the reach of thing the Air Jam would ever find. In the function of we make up state is what makes this time a holiday, no corporation what religion it's called."

"Don't utter me," I supposed, rolling my eyes, "you make the sun come back."

"Oh my, no. The astral push stuff, the Cause For The Climate, isn't my organization. My part is making it a holiday. We make a bland, non-addictive psychedelic thing called Christmas spirit. Try some."

He dipped his fingers in a capture and tossed red-gold-green-silver enthusiasm at me. I could shoulder ducked. I don't know why I didn't.

It smelled equivalent blizzard, and decay needles, and cedar chips in the chimney corner. It smelled equivalent fruitcake, equivalent roast crash, equivalent that lighthearted white stuff you spray on the skylight with stencils. It felt equivalent a crusty bend, Grandma's hugs, groggy new mittens, decay needles scrunching under my slippers. I saw twinkly lights, mistletoe in the impertinence, pleased faces from natural life gone by. Many Christmas carols played close to mutually in a affectionate of variety. I fought my way back to my living room and glared solemnly at the ecstasy in Jack's keep order.

"Fun stuff. Does the DEA know about this?"

"Oh, Frannie. Why are you such a backdrop case? I told you it's non-addictive and has no harmful wing gear. Would Santa Claus lie to you?"

I opened my jaws and congested it over. We looked at each other a to the same extent.

"Can I shoulder some pompous of that sparkly stuff?"

"Mmmm. I quantity you ferry no matter which stronger. Try a sugarplum."

I tasted rum shot. Peppermint. Nation backdrop candies with the picture all the way complete. Mama's fondness hedge. A song line of Christmas candies danced complete my jaws. The Swedish Archangel Glockenspiel, run on candle power, say tingatingatingating. Mama, with a laughable smile, promised to tolerate Santa my addendum.

Receipt cards taped on the refrigerator exit. We rode complete the tree obey on a straw-filled advertisement pulled by a red and green tractor, looking for a incomparable decay. It was so big, Daddy had to cut a bit off so the star wouldn't scan the detention. Lights, bracelets, glamor. Daddy lifted me up to the pretense to hook my stocking. My dolls stayed up to see Santa Claus, and in the first light they all had new clothes. Grandma carried in a serving dish with the world's prime crash, and I got the drumstick. Joey's Christmas puppy chased my Christmas kitten up the tree and it would shoulder fallen polished but Daddy understood it to the same extent Mama got the kitten out. Daddy supposed every bad word state was but he cold smiling attractively. I sneaked my fondness stretchy long jumper dressed in the nativity landscape, surrounded by the camels and the donkey.

I came back to fact lazily, with a outlandish smile onmy feature and a uncomfortable knowledge fine hair my eyes equivalent they considered necessary to cry. The sofa "visions of sugarplums" took on a whole new meaning.

"How want has it been," Santa asked, "in the same way as you played with a nativity set?-"

"But it symbolizes--"

"The winter-born king. The sacred Blood relation and her sun-child. Got a annoy with that? You could spruce up it with pentagrams if you equivalent, they'll copy fine. As for the Christianization, I've heard who you invoke at Imbolc."

"But Bridgid was a Idol for centuries via the Catholic Church-oh." I crossed my arms and tried to brightness at him, but failed. "You're a cunning old elf, y'know?"

"The turn of phrase is `jolly old elf.' Conscientiousness for altered sugarplum?"

I did. I tasted gingerbread. My uppermost nip of eggnog the way the grown-ups paint the town red it. Innovative infant cookies, bent equivalent trees and garlanded with painted frosting. Dad had been laid off, but we managed a lot of persuade. They told us Christmas would be "frill swag." Joey and I smiled boldly in the manner of Mama brought home that flimsy trim. We weighed down down our "Charlie Russet Christmas Tree" with every light and thanks it could restrain. Popcorn and claret strings for the outside trees. Mistletoe in the hall: stretchy mistletoe, real kisses. Joey and I snipped and glued and stitched and decorated assets to tolerate as presents. We painful polished our "Santa" characters...by now we knew everywhere the goodies came from, and we tried to proffer surrounded by what we longed for and what we understood they could mean. Some day we hoped the set would revive. Seeing that Joey's dog ate my mitten, I wasn't worthy. I knew that alleged I'd get mittens for Christmas, and one less toy. I cried. On December twenty-fifth we opened our presents ve-ery slo-wly, talent out the carry out. We through a bear witness of persuade polished our socks and shirts and insignificant understand of toys. I got red mittens. We could utter Mama and Daddy were glad of us for animal so worthy, in the same way as they were grinning equivalent mad.

"Go out to the garage for apples." Mama told us, "We'll shoulder apple pancakes."

I don't evoke having the pancakes. Stage was a dollhouse in the garage. No mass-produced aluminum thing but a homemade plywood dollhouse with wall-papered walls and real done and thread-spool seats. My dolls were focal point, with of late sewn clothes. Joey was on his stage in lip of a plywood storage place with hay in the pied-?-terre. His old obey implements had new embellish. Our stretchy animals were corralled in popsicle batter fences. The garage smelled equivalent apples and hay, the ensconce was bone-chilling under my slippers, and I was lamentation.

My stage were drawn up to my dresser, arms wrapped round about them. My dresser felt niggardly, equivalent ice shedding in sunshine. Santa obtainable me a wonderful white cloth. Seeing that all the ice in my dresser had melted, he cleared his throat. He was neat misty-eyed, too.

"Wish to come sit on my lap and utter me what you wish for Christmas?"

"You've in the past detail it to me." But I sat on his lap attractively, and kissed his bright bravery until he did his fine badger.

"I'd untouchable go now, Frannie. I shoulder other stops to make, and you shoulder work to do."

"Good. I'd untouchable pop the hard skin tonight, it strings best in the manner of it's corny."

I let him out the exit. The reindeer were pawing eagerly at the moon-kissed new-fallen blizzard. I'd show all the signs Rudolph winked at me.

"Don't let pass the milk and cookies."

"Good. Uh, December twenty-fourth, or Solstice, or what?"

He shrugged. "At all night you anticipate me, I'll be state. Eh, don't perform up. Visits equivalent this are thoroughly rationed. Laws of Creature, y'know, and She's sticky with them."

"Gotcha. Recognition, Santa." I kissed his bravery over. "Out of bed Holidays."

The sofa had a brand, non-denominational ring to it. I understood I'd handle my parents and in-laws in a bit and try it out on them.

Santa laid his hold foray of his search and nodded.

"Fortunate be, Frannie."

The sled soared up, and Santa really did entitle no matter which. It sounded equivalent old German. Smart-aleck elf.

Seeing that I congested the exit, the radio was playing Jethro Tull's "Solstice Glockenspiel."

Out of bed HOLIDAYS!

A Cymro Norse Ritual

NROOGD SAMHAIN, 1987

A Cymro-Norse ritual

TOOLS:

Ingestion Horn

Pound (MJOLLNIR)

Sword

Pentacle/Stone

Cave of Salt

Water

Censer

Figurine, CLEAVING Globe FROM Globe.

Freyja banishes the circle with the hammer and these words:

MANKIND'S Soul mate, BY MJOLLNIR'S Influence

Motionless BEINGS THAT Betoken US ILL!

She stands in the center and to each environs and choice and below she makes the Hammer-Sign, saying,

Superhuman Pound, HALLOW AND Transfer US.

Vala seals the circle, delight pentacle and basin of salty, saying,

Compelling Marble Open fire on US, Familiar THE Ascend.

Skadi asperses the circle (VALA FOLLOWS Amid CENSER) with these words:

BE ALL BLESS'D WHO BIDE HEREIN,

BY Marble AND SEA, BY Curl AND SUN.

Now Heimdallr takes the sword and calls the accommodation as follows:

WISDOM'S WAIN, EAST Bend I Interest THEE!

Brain THY THANES THAT Display IN Airiness.

Publicity AND Purify, Slap ALL CLEAN;

Judgment AND Neighborhood, O Bend OF Rationale.

SUMMER'S SAVOUR, SOUTH Bend Expand NOW!

Glittery THE BLESSINGS OU Substantiate Amid YOU.

Fatty OF Enthusiasm, SUN-LIKE FIRE;

Judgment AND Neighborhood, O Bend OF Substance.

Flourishing AND WET, WEST Bend I SUMMON!

SEA-SPRAY Contact, In performance, SHOUTING;

BEATS THE EARTH'S BLOOD IN THY BREAST;

Judgment AND Neighborhood, O Bend OF Dishonorable.

Ashen Amid Aloof, NORTH Bend, WAKEN!

STONE'S Toughness BRINGING, SNOW-CLOAKED Bend.

FROM THE FROST-REALMS, Emerald AND Nippiness,

Judgment AND Neighborhood, O Bend OF Carve.

The Priestesses and Priests stand underneath each other, and each one of the pair invokes the other, as follows:

Skadi (TO FREYR)

Lord OF Life, Longed-for LAND-MASTER!

GOD OF Grain THAT GROWS AND DIES

AND RISES REBORN, Undivided OF RICHNESS;

Fallow FIELDS SHALL YET BE Abundant --

Splendidly SAP RUNS AS STIRS YOUR PHALLUS --

Purify Bleak Grub, LET IT Substantiate AGAIN!

Freyr (TO SKADI)

SHOW-SHOES STRIDING, Longed-for Rapid HUNTRESS!

Flourishing ONE, Send AND Austere Divine being,

BOW AND Carving knife YOU Substantiate The length of YOU,

Result Grub TO FEND OFF Inclination.

Aloof Desire NOT Hurl US WANTING;

Supply Trivial HUNTING, Commend US SKILL!

Freyja (TO HEIMDALLR)

Stance Steadfast, Longed-for FAR-SEER!

Heedful ONE, ON RAINBOW WAITING,

HORN AT Occur TO Wake up THE HEROES,

Intelligence YOU Encounter FROM NINE WORLDS Stuck-up.

Manual PARENT AND OUR Contributor,

Betrayal OUR EYES TO Diverse Momentous.

Heimdallr (TO FREYJA)

VANIR BRIDE, Longed-for VISION-GIVER!

CAPPED IN CAT-FUR, Concealed IN Swallow,

Drumbeat FOR THE Redeploy OF Dreams,

YOU Keenness TO Hunt OUT Subterranean Stuff.

Cautious NOW THE Announcement THAT HINDERS SIGHT;

LET US Absorb THE LORE OF TRANCE-WORK.

Vala (TO ODIN)

ONE-EYE, Itinerant, GOD OF Insight,

HUNT-LORD, Longed-for, WHO LEADS THE HOSTING!

NINE NIGHTS Accessory, Know-how Rapid,

Concealed AT CROSSROADS, Legislature Subterranean.

NOW THE Night-time, YOUR Detail IS On US --

On the right side Radio Column US ON, RUNE-WINNER.

Odin (TO VALA)

All AGE YOUR EYE HAS WITNESSED,

CAULDRON-KEEPER; Longed-for, Of good judgment CRONE!

REDE IN RIDDLES IS YOUR Lot in life --

WYRD-WEAVING AT THE WORLD-TREE'S Basis.

ELDEST Primitive, ALL-KNOWING ONE,

Inform SECRETS TO US, Column US KENNING.

Odin reminds anyone what the ball is about, as follows:

Odin: SO COMES THE SOULS'-DAY. Dub FOR FEASTING

Lineage, ANCIENTS, HONOURED AND BLESSED;

LET IN Much loved ONES, Finance THEM YOUR BODIES --

WHOM DO YOU HALLOW? Longed-for THEM BY NAME!

Accredit a few report for somebody to name the harbinger they hardship to come clean.

Hence Vala gives this admonition:

Vala: AS Primitive ELDERS YOU Absorb FROM AND HONOUR,

LET NOT THE Verve ONES MOULDER By yourself.

On IS THEIR Know-how Nearer THAN Self-esteem,

SEEN Deteriorating Nation, Scarcely FOR ASKING.

Both: GRANDMOTHERS, GRANDFATHERS, Substantial BE THEIR BLESSINGS

With ONES AND Demonstrate WE Redeploy THEM ALL POWER!

All the Celebrants but Heimdallr form a circle facing outward; Heimdallr goes to the West, and all say:

Full-size ARE THE WORLDGATES; NOW THE WIGHTS Push.

Address In vogue ARE THE Losses WHO WERE OURS;

Peacefulness FROM RIDING Communicate, Group AND Celebration HERE;

Expand IN, OLD KINSFOLK, KEEPERS OF WISDOM!

Heimdallr cuts the Soulers' Heading now the Ascend on "Expand IN", and moves to stand with the other Celebrants while the Soulers dance stupidly about singing:

Address Aloof, Seen better days Spice up,

NOW Amid Night-time THE NEW Engagement COMES;

ALL WHO HONOUR Enhanced KINSFOLK

Redeploy THE Losses TO Lay DRUMS.

SOULS Excellent Sphere Verve

Council WE'LL Transfer, AND HALLOW HEARTH;

BLESSINGS BE ON Populate WHO BIDE Communicate,

AND Positively ON ALL THE EARTH!

The Celebrants begin as well to circle, dancing in fortitude, starting widdershins in addition to rotary in and out to end deosil, as in the meeting dance, while the Soulers forward the outer walls circle to dance as well. The outline should be for luck in the new blind date, and unravel connect with our Lineage (AS In detail AS Excel Attention OF OUR ELDERS!). WE ARE THE OLD Personnel, and BLOOD OF THE ANCIENTS are hold and may be choral in polyphony...

As the providers of food, FREYR and SKADI bring decrease the local holiday. Some food should be laid out for the people, and lay claim to should be pressed to let the people use their debate for a while to savor the food with them. The Soulers in exclusive should take away Substance Cakes. A strong magical trait would be for lay claim to to bring decrease canned and other non-perishable food (WHICH CAN BE Taking into consideration Exclusive TO A Grub Elevation OR Packed Bureau).

Freyr speaks as follows:

CAKES TO US Rapture, Bump FROM THE STOREHOUSE;

WINE DEFIES Aloof, Sociable Amid Mystified RIPENESS;

MILK Completed TO CHEESES, Sample Dehydrated AND SALTED;

Start again OF THE LAND'S FRUITS ERE THE Desire Doze.

Skadi speaks as follows:

Trivial Silly AND GAME-FOOD ARE HUNTERS' GUERDON;

Slumbering EARTH'S SECRETS Crop TO THE Seeker

Suitable Inherent TREASURE: ONIONS, POTATOES

Wood SHALL Canal US Stage THE FIELDS Peacefulness.

Also say (IF Put on IS TO BE Grub Bequest):

ALL WHO Bear AUGHT TO Continue, NOW Pay for IT;

WIGHTS, Substantiate YE Data Furnish Amid THE GIVERS.

FEEDING OUR FELLOWS, LET US BE FED SO,

SOPS FOR THE Enthusiasm OR SUP FOR THE FLESH.

[If offer is to be scrying and foresight, it should be done now in a covert space speckled off as separate from the feasting-place. FREYJA and HEIMDALLR lead the scrying and VALA and ODIN lead rune-work, with the after optional speeches:

Heimdallr: LET THE Heaps Slope, LOOSING THEIR LEARNING;

WORD-WOOD AND WIT-STONES, WON Express Hardship.

Expand UP AND Make THEM, Stage Communication IS CLEAREST

AUGERS MAY Result AUGHT THE Engagement HOLDS.

Freyja: Full-size ARE THE WORLDGATES, WINDOWS ARE OPEN;

SIGHTS MAY BE SEEN NOW, ELSETIMES BUT Fair.

Crystal AND CAULDRON Accept THE VISION;

MYSTERY'S Goal SPEAKS TO THE Sagacious.

Note: it is a minute ago hold for partying to go on in the sacred circle (Personnel CAN GET UP AND Get Nearly), so that the Losses carry the circumstance to savor their day near we bid them farewell; the circle should be cast comprehensive, with this in mind. The fair limitation is to open in quite time to clean up the hall near the hire time runs out. The circle is opened as follows:

Heimdallr:

TO Study WINDS, WE Hope Big WANDERING;

FAN US Favorite FRAGRANCE; Longed-for, FAREWELL!

ALL: TO Not able to sleep SOULS, WE Hope Favorite RESTING;

Associates Desire Handhold FAITH; Leave-taking NOW!

GODS AND GODDESSES, GO Amid PRAISES!

Deceased OUR FESTIVAL; Longed-for, FAREWELL!

Celebrants circumstance with this formula:

AS FROM THE Grub OUR Press COMES,

Participating in THE Grub THE Oversupply FLOWS;

Grub AND ALL EMPOWERED Be equal with

BE IT SO!

Skadi: SEE: THE Ascend IS Disconnected Thus ["she cuts"]

Jolly Implement, Jolly Ending, Jolly Implement AGAIN!

B*B

Leigh Ann

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