“So, at first I ruled as the stag and God of the Hunt. Invoked with blood and sweat and the chase. I led the hunt through the forest and it was I who bent the branches to scratch and tear and cut. For without effort, what is the point of life? Without hunger, what would… Continue reading The Horned God – In the Beginning
As Lughnasadh approaches this weekend, I’ve began to contemplate on the season and the festival. Lughnasadh is one of the seasonal holidays, also referred to as a “lesser Sabbat.” I don’t like that term as I believe it takes away from the importance of the seasonal celebrations. That said, Lughnasadh is not generally a holiday… Continue reading Lughnasadh approaches
Recently I wrote about searching for this one particular Deity that Herne introduced me to in 2012, who I’ve been referring to as ‘The White Goddess’ or ‘The White Lady’. As of Friday morning, the search concluded. She is the Lady of the Silver Wheel, the Welsh Goddess of the Moon and Stars. Arianrhod. The… Continue reading Arianrhod (The White Goddess has a name)
Words cannot describe how much I love and adore this song, or how much I admire and respect it’s author. My shackled feet they long to be free from, This modern Rome. The ancient moors and the granite shores they are, Calling me home. (Chorus) Sometimes this city is too much to bear, I hear… Continue reading Under a Beltane Sun
Sometimes I wish I lived in the UK so I could do visit the places of my Gods and ancestors. But I’m in Australia, so I will live out my dreams and aspirations (for the time being) through the writings and blogs of those I admire. As I’m unable to re-blog from Damh the Bard‘s blog,… Continue reading A lightning-struck Oak called out
The calender date for Lughnasadh may have been yesterday (February 2nd) but today FEELS like Lughnasadh! The sun is out, the weather is gorgeous (and not too hot), the lawn is in need of a mow, and all I want to do is sit out the back in the sunshine with a glass of honeyed… Continue reading Lughnasadh!!!