The phrase “silver apples of the moon” comes from the poem “The Song of Wandering Aengus” by W.B. Yeats. It is part of a stanza that reads:

Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done,
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun.”

The Wind Among the Reeds, published 1899

Celebrations of the Moon

Pray to the moon when she is round
Luck with you will then abound
What you seek for shall be found
On the sea or on the ground
(Charles Godfrey Leland, Gypsy Sorcery and Fortune Telling [1891])

Moon worship, myths and legends are more ancient than almost any other form of hand-down story. As the Sun stands for all things permanent, the Moon symbolizes change and transformation and the mystery of life.

“Queen and huntress, chaste and fair,
Now the sun is laid to sleep,
Seated in thy silver chair,
State in wonted manner keep:
Hesperus entreats thy light,
Goddess, excellently bright.”
(Ben Jonson, Cynthia Revels, c1601)

We gather at the fullness of the moon, the priestess offering herself as a vehicle for the Moon Goddess to enter the circle, to heal our wounds, assist us in our magics and to be with us in the serenity and joy of the sacred circle. To read more on our Lunar cycles, click here.