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The Witches Creed

Hear now the word of the Witches, the secrets we hid in the night, When dark was our destinys pathway, That now we bring forth in the light. Mysterious Water and Fire, The Earth and the wide-ranging Air, By hidden Quintessence we know Them, and we will keep silent and dare. The birth and rebirth of all Nature, the passing of Winter and Spring, We share with the life Universal, rejoice in the Magical Ring Four times in the year the Great Sabbat, returns, and the Witches are seen, At Lammas and Candelas dancing, on May Eve and old Halloween When daytime and nighttime are equal, when sun is at greatest and least, The four lesser Sabbats are summoned, again Witches gather in feast. Thirteen silver moons in a year are, thirteen is the Covens array, Thirteen times at Esbat make merry, for each golden year and a day. The power has passed down the ages, each time between woman and man Each century unto the other, ere times and the ages began. When drawn is the Magickal circle, by sword or athame of power, Its compass between two worlds lies, in the land of shades of that hour. Our world has no right to know it, and the world beyond will tell naught, The oldest of Gods are invoked there, the great work of Magic is wrought. For two are the mystical pillars, that stand at the gate of the shrine, And two are the powers of Nature, the forms and the forces divine. And do what thou wilt be the challenge, so be it in love that harms none, For this is the only commandment, By Magick of old be it done. Eight words the Witches Rede fulfill: If it Harms none, Do what Thou Will
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Watchfulness

Watchfulness is the shortest way. It does not need lives to attain it. It needs not length of time but intensity of longing, the way you feel thirst when you feel thirsty for truth - as if it is a que...
Posted by Lucy on Wed, 16 May 2007 05:05:00 PST

Her Work

Oh Blessed Mother I am but your toolsometimes i am wise, sometimes a fool but still I walk onwarddoing your willthru trails and tribulationsI stand taller still My faith is so strongmy love it is t...
Posted by Lucy on Wed, 14 Mar 2007 10:30:00 PST

Goddesses

      Wherever I look, Goddesses, young and old, tall and short Thin and generously proportioned Brighten, nurture, heal, bring forth, Ease the pain of loss, cut the thread of life. &...
Posted by Lucy on Thu, 08 Mar 2007 05:08:00 PST

In Time

This day now pastHas passed into memory,Gone by, moment by moment,Each a tick or a tock,A parade of antsMoving time grain by grain.This day will not come again.Another takes its placeAnd another, unt...
Posted by Lucy on Wed, 28 Feb 2007 05:26:00 PST

Thoughts on Watching the Pot

Thoughts on Watching the Pot They say A watched pot never boils.Why is that?Is it because we lift the lid to check,Releasing heat And thus delaying boil? Or is it because we watch for not-boilingAnd s...
Posted by Lucy on Wed, 10 Jan 2007 05:07:00 PST

Dance Into The Quiet

Dance Into The QuietCome to the Quiet, She whispers But you cannot mean me. I am just&&Hush, Love, Come to the Quiet. Open!But I am just&.I am not&&.Come to the Quiet, She whispers.I am afraid&.I wee...
Posted by Lucy on Fri, 05 Jan 2007 04:14:00 PST

The All of Wicca

Wicca is a religion, and although its adherents often identify as witches, Wicca and witchcraft are not necessarily the same thing. Wiccans worship a goddess and a god; they observe the festivals of t...
Posted by Lucy on Thu, 04 Jan 2007 01:53:00 PST

A Crone's Story

 An Old Woman sat in a cemetery, sewing a black cloth. Her silver sewing needles were shaped like the slender silver crescent of the Moon. She wore the traditional black robes of t...
Posted by Lucy on Sat, 02 Dec 2006 02:32:00 PST

A Candle is a Little Thing

A candle is a little thing But it's power can't be denied. It can light the darkest corner And cast your fears aside. In the blackness of a long night You can bask in it's soft, warm glow Until the br...
Posted by Lucy on Wed, 29 Nov 2006 06:01:00 PST

Purpose.!

There is one purpose to life and one only: to bear witness to and understand as much as possible of the complexity  of the world - its beauty, its mysteries, its riddles. The more you understan...
Posted by Lucy on Tue, 28 Nov 2006 07:21:00 PST