I Sing of a Maiden
I Sing of a Maiden I sing of a maiden That is makeles; King of alle kinges To her son she ches. He cam also stille Ther His moder was, As dew in Aprille That falleth on the gras. He … Continue reading →
I Sing of a Maiden I sing of a maiden That is makeles; King of alle kinges To her son she ches. He cam also stille Ther His moder was, As dew in Aprille That falleth on the gras. He … Continue reading →
The Man On The Moon The man on the moon stands and strides; On a forked stick he bears his burden; It’s a wonder he doesn’t drop; For fear he’ll fall he shakes and swerves. When the frost falls he … Continue reading →
A European folk tale. There are many variants of little red house with no windows and no doors, and a star inside, wherre either a boy or a girl is the seeker. I have a fondness for sparrows, so this … Continue reading →
the Devil you say One of the “traditional witchcraft” lists on Yahoo had a discussion some years ago (2009, to be more precise) of the role of the Devil/Lucifer in witchcraft. Many seemed confused/alarmed by the notion that the God … Continue reading →
There are all sorts of answers to the question of “what makes one a witch?” The question here was in part inspired by a posting in Yahoo Questions some time ago, and there are several responses there as well. It’s … Continue reading →
Credo – I believe. Not something you typically hear from a witch, and not generally thought of as a part of either the Witches Pyramid or the four Words of the Magus. To Know To Will To Dare To Keep … Continue reading →
Prospero’s Speech Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits and Are melted into thin air; And, like the baseless fabric of his vision, The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, … Continue reading →
There was once a little bare-legged brown-limbed boy who spent all his time in the woods. He loved the woods and ail that was in them. He used to look, not at the flowers, but deep down into them, and … Continue reading →
Do you seek the road to Fairyland I’ll tell; it’s easy, quite. Wait till a yellow moon gets up O’er purple seas by night, And gilds a shining pathway That is sparkling diamond bright Then, if no evil power be … Continue reading →
Robert Cochrane wrote to Joe Wilson that “My religious beliefs are found in an ancient song, ‘Green Grow the Rushes-O’”. He identified this as an archers song from the middle ages. “Green Grow the Rushes-O” is a counting or teaching … Continue reading →