Live and Let Live...Fairly Take and Fairly Give

The Dark Moon is a good time to connect with yourself as well as the 'darker deities' such as Hecate.

It is a very good time to ask for increased personal power.

Meditations are optimum at this time.

I invite you to take a good look into yourself and learn new things!

If you don't work with a dark deity then, in my opinion, this last dark moon of the year would be the perfect time to search and possibly find one that you 'click' with.



If none of this resonates with you then might I sugges… Continue

I am really opening myself up to all sorts of comments at this time. I appear to be the first brave soul to actually show a video of themselves performing ritual. Again, let me apologize for the quality. It was 9:45 pm and I was wearing black (one of Hecate's colors) at a 3-way intersection approximately 2 blocks from the nearest street. An ambulance went by, and a very loud car. Other than that, it was absolutely quiet. I don't know where all the noise on the video came from - it wasn't even wi… Continue

Hear now the words of the witches,
The secrets we hid in the night,
When dark was our destiny's pathway,
That now we bring forth into light.
Four times in the year the Great Sabbat
returns and the witches are seen -
at Lammas and Candlemas dancing,
on May Eve and old Halloween.
When day-time and night-time are equal,
When sun is at greatest and least,
The four lesser Sabbats are summoned,
and witches gather in feast.
She is youthful or old as she pleases,
She sails the torn clouds in her barque,… Continue

Earth, Water, Fire, Air -
within me all things are there.
Flesh on my bones is like the Earth -
it's soft but strong and full of worth.
The blood that flows within my veins
is like the ocean, river and rain.
My spirit soars and takes me higher -
here is where I keep my fire.
My breath and thoughts are like the air -
I can do everything and go anywhere.
Earth, Water, Fire, Air -
within me all things are there.

Suspension of time
(A caution prior to Samhain)

Ring once one bell
Burn the ship of days
Uncoil the watch spring
Paint the glass black
Break one soul's shell
Swim watery ways
Cease thrusting
Take touch back

For the no-time is a dark-drenched time.
Best suited to the blind, to the cat, to the owl.
Meter-free soaked in rhyme.
And if you are numb to the wild dog's
midnight howl - and as senseless to the
ghosts drifting by - you may already be damned
to eternal unrest - to never die.