Spells, everyone wants spells. Paul Huson, author of Mastering Witchcraft, probably has the best guidelines on casting spells, in his section on the “Witch’s Pyramid”. As my copy isn’t readily available at the moment, I’ll forego quoting it, and simply … Continue reading →
The Selling of the Old Religion by Gwydion Pendderwen from Nemeton, Volume One, Number Two Lady Day/Beltane, 1973 Common Era It wasn’t too very long ago that my existence as a Witch was a guarded secret. “It isn’t wise to … Continue reading →
Large snowflakes foretell a short snowfall, as large raindrops forecast a brief shower. It is the small snowflakes that usually result in a heavy accumulation. Onion skins very thin Mild winter coming in. Onion skins very tough Winter’s going to … Continue reading →
Many years ago, on an email list called “AmberandJet”, someone asked questions about a few of the lines contained within the Rede Poem. Here is a question for you all that a contact suggested I ask, well, because none of … Continue reading →
Hay, Man: The Curious Life and Times of Scarecrows As the spring season of seeding and planting unfolds with shoots and blooms, it also marks the time of year long ago in Europe, when children scuttled through the plots, sounding … Continue reading →
Sunday, June 23, 2013 Keeping Silent in Traditional Witchcraft To know, to dare, to will and to be silent. The four powers of the Sphinx within Hermetics, which were written by Eliphas Levi, and found their way into modern Witchcraft … Continue reading →
(The Irish Ossianic Song of the Forest Trees is to be found in Standish O’ Grady’s translation in Eleanor Hull’s Poem Book of the Gael is a listing of trees to be found on Dartmoor. Fortunately, the whole text of … Continue reading →
[Editor’s note: much of this article regarding “The Four Jacks” is written by Scarecrow, which was inspired in part, by Lady Gwen’s article in Green Egg Vol VIII, #74, Samhain 1975, “Halloween and Old Jack” It reflects a much earlier … Continue reading →
The Voice of the Mother My breath is on the morning and my smile is summer. From my hands the birds of the air take their food. The mild ox is my friend, the wolf trots by my friendly side: … Continue reading →
is not the watch-word of the Craft. We are Witches, not physicians, and it is within the purview of the Witch to both heal and harm. Consider: when one heals, one is cursing illness, by banishing it from its host … Continue reading →