Paganistan: Notes from the Secret Commonwealth

In Which One Midwest Man-in-Black Confers, Converses & Otherwise Hob-Nobs with his Fellow Hob-Men (& -Women) Concerning the Sundry Ways of the Famed but Ill-Starred Tribe of Witches.

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Blessed Be the Moon

What follows is a witches' back-and-forth song to be sung at New Moon, Full Moon, or whenever. Everyone sings the first, second, and fourth lines, while a single voice improvises a new third line each time through. I've given thirteen examples here, but obviously the possibilities are endless.

The tunes, of course, are many. (Witches!) Feel free to come up with your own.


Blessed Be the Moon


Blessed be the Moon

blessed be She

Lady of Heaven

so mote it be


Blessed be the Moon

blessed be She

Queen of the Stars

so mote it be


...Mother of Witches...


...Flier by Night...






...Lamp of the Poor...


...Silver Maiden...


...Sun of the Night...


...Lady of the Lake...


...Lily of the Lake...


...White Rose of the Sky...


...Island of Amber...


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Poet, scholar and storyteller Steven Posch was raised in the hardwood forests of western Pennsylvania by white-tailed deer. (That's the story, anyway.) He emigrated to Paganistan in 1979 and by sheer dint of personality has become one of Lake Country's foremost men-in-black. He is current keeper of the Minnesota Ooser.


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