Day the Seventh: Names and epithets. ep·i·thet (ɛpɪˌθɛt) noun 1. any word or phrase applied to a person or thing to describe an actual or attributed quality: “Richard the Lion-Hearted” is an epithet of Richard I. . Herne…the Hunter. I sometimes refer to him as Herne of Windsor. Depends on both our moods… Herne the Hunter… Continue reading Day the Seventh: Names and epithets.
In public ritual I have witnessed Circle casters call in the Quarters, or the Watchtowers, often DEMANDING!! that its presence be known to them. I have stood in public ritual while the Quarters are being called, and more than once I have jumped at the power of the caller insisting on an appearance. This has… Continue reading Morning Ritual
Oh my gods, it’s been so long since I last posted! I wrote a short story back in May that I’ve been wanting to post, but as I submitted it to a literary competition I didn’t want to post it until that was finished. Even though I haven’t been speaking to him as often as… Continue reading Herne the Hunter: A Short Story
In a moment of despair, I called out to the Old Gods. Of late I’ve been disconnected, confused, trapped…the list goes on. Words like “Pagan”, “Witch”, “Druid”…they’ve become just words to me of late. Right now, they have no meaning behind them for me. With so many definitions of those words flying around, they’ve lost their… Continue reading Blessed Samhain! (I Am Worthy)
(Ignore what she’s doing in the video, just listen to the lyrics. I’m a bit disappointed she made the video about a guy. So cliché!) I’m considering going back to basics. Of late I’m feeling so disconnected. Since moving, it’s been for better and worse. I’ve got a fantastic kitchen now with bench space (didn’t… Continue reading Trapped
Given my connection with Herne, it’s no wonder that I would be drawn to a female Huntress. I’m not sure who sought who out, but as I welcome my femininity this year, beginning to honour my body as a temple and truly look after myself once more, honouring my cycles, getting my body ready to… Continue reading The Goddess Diana
This is such a strong dark moon. Since going back on meds, I haven’t felt the dark pull quite like this. The meds balance that out. But let’s just say I’ve been forgetful, so now I’m really feeling it. I know it’s December, but I feel as though it should be June. The land feels… Continue reading Confusion with a Dark Moon
As Pagans, a large majority of us (not all) feel pulled to a God or Goddess. I found mine, as I’ve gone on and on about before! Of late, rather than me pulling or hunting for Herne, I feel him pulling at me. Admittedly I have been a rather neglectful Dedicant of late, having moved… Continue reading Midsummer and the Waning Year