Category Archives: Writing

The Men and Women were hungry. All about them was the Mother’s bounty, the gift of the Sacred King, and no way to harvest it. The Fool came, and took of the Earth itself, and mixed it with Water and … Continue reading →

Listen all and blessed be, A new rede has come to me. The rule of three may bring deeds ’round, But to that trinity we are not bound. Listen well and use your thoughts, You may have swallowed more than … Continue reading →

This is another somewhat patriotic inclusion in my collection of poetry and prose, in the same vein as the Welsh national anthem. My grandmother had a large copy of this poem stuck to her kitchen door for years, before giving … Continue reading →

My grandmother was a fiercely patriotic lady from the South Wales valleys, and she instilled in me a great sense of pride in my heritage, and a love for and interest in Celtic culture and history. I would be doing … Continue reading →

[A] The Law was made and Ardane of old. The law was made for the Wicca, to advise and help in their troubles. The Wicca should give due worship to the Gods and obey their will, which they Ardane, for … Continue reading →