Jump down, spin around
The lyrics of Harry Belafonte’s song echoes in my mind today. Not so much because they are topical – they aren’t – but because the last of the harvest is upon us. The Autumn Equinox is just past, and the … Continue reading →
The lyrics of Harry Belafonte’s song echoes in my mind today. Not so much because they are topical – they aren’t – but because the last of the harvest is upon us. The Autumn Equinox is just past, and the … Continue reading →
Come, ye thankful people, come, Raise the song of harvest home! All is safely gathered in, Ere the winter storms begin; God, our Maker**, doth provide For our wants to be supplied; Come to God’s own temple, come; Raise the … Continue reading →
Many neopagans today call the Autumn Equinox festival by the name “Mabon”. This name was first suggested in an article by Aidan Kelly in the middle 1970s, along with Litha and Ostara to repaganize the names of the festivals. While … Continue reading →