Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Venus. Image processing by R. Nunes. I’ve been learning a little bit about planetary magic over the past couple of weeks, courtesy of some daily devotional work to Hekate. I had a lovely little conversation this morning with my eight-year-old son, Nathan, which reminded me… Continue Reading “Friday I’m In Love”
As we prepare for imminent baby arrival, I’ve had to clear some of my more esoteric items out of what will soon be the nursery. It was my ‘me’ space; for meditation, solo ritual and worship. However, that won’t be practical now, and the… Continue Reading “Moving Hekate”
My rose was blue I stepped beneath the arch My rose was gold Or peach Softness incarnate Never crimson Never bold Tentative like my Steps. I rose beneath the arch To meet four faces Framed with snake With sea With sinister teeth With chains… Continue Reading “I Rose”
She gave me a gem A round cut diamond Yet oddly purple In the light from her torches How did she hold Two searing fires Yet stretch out her palm To show the waiting gift I knew she handed me My heart And though… Continue Reading “Dadouchos”
Two great ladies One hot and wild The dance; the arms flail The legs stamp The mouth opens in silent rapture She moves through me Jumping and starting Shouting and biting down On cries that seem too crow like To be human. Two great… Continue Reading “Two Great Ladies”
Like what I did there? Ritual right, ritual/rite. Hilarious. Anyway, as previously mentioned, witchcraft has been a hot topic this week, and there has been a great deal of debate over its effectiveness and also its ultimate purpose. One of the key issues that… Continue Reading “Ritual, right?”
Still point, holding pattern At a crossroads of the heart Junction of the soul Where twin lights shine Forward and back In equal measure Equal; key term here. The key that turns The lock that grinds then gives Under pressure Of will, skill… Continue Reading “Holding Pattern”