The Witches’ Rune

Darksome night, and shining moon,
Hearken to the witches rune,
East then South, West then North,
Hear! Come! I call thee forth,
By all the powers of land and sea,
Be obedient unto me, Continue reading

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The Witches’ Creed

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 into the light.

Mysterious water and fire,
the earth and the wide ranging air,
By hidden quintessence we know them,
and will keep silent and dare. Continue reading

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The Wise Goodwife

“Gramma, I feel hot.”
“Lands, child, on a cool fall day like this? Come here and let me feel of your forehead. Tsk! Feels like fever. Off to bed with you!”
“Gramma, I don’t feel good.”
“I know child, I know. I reckon it’s time to ask Goody Hawkins to help us.”
“Who’s Goody Hawkins?”
“Hush now, try to sleep. I’ll come back soon.”

“Gramma, where did you go?”
“Out into the woods at the back of the farm, child.”
“Why, Gramma?”
“To get Goody Hawkins help.”
“Who’s Goody Hawkins?”
“Well, that’s a long story.”
“Tell me a story, Gramma.” Continue reading

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The Wiccan Rede

Bide ye the Wiccan laws ye must, in perfect love and perfect trust,
Ye must live and let live, fairly take and fairly give.
Cast the circle thrice about, to keep unwelcome spirits out,
To bind the spell well every time, let the spell be spoken in rhyme,
Soft of eye and light of touch, speak ye little and listen much. Continue reading

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The Story of The Fool

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 shaped a Pot. And He took of the Grass, and shaped a Basket, and Nets and Clothing. Continue reading

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