Of the following rituals, which would you rather attend?
a) Main Ritual or b) The Passion of the Harvest.
c) Beltane Ritual or d) The Marriage of Earth and Sky.
e) Men's Ritual or f) Men's Ritual: The Wild Hunt.
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Here’s a tale, the story of the Deer Wife, and well it might be the oldest tale in the world.
One day a man takes his rifle and goes off into the woods, where he sees a pretty little doe. He takes aim, shoots, and hits her in the shoulder, but he doesn’t kill her outright. So he follows the blood-trail into the forest until he comes to a clearing.
But there’s no doe in that clearing. Instead there’s a woman standing there, naked and bleeding. Her hair is like red fire and her skin like apple blossom, and she’s got a bullet lodged in her shoulder.
This is the fourth in my series of posts on how I connect to the elements in the Southern Hemisphere, living on the western coast of Australia. This time, I turn to the South where I contemplate the element of Earth. Previously, I called on Air, in the East; Fire, in the North; and Water, in the West.
Standing in the South urges one to contemplate a deep, dark and quiet part of the self. To the South lies the lush forests populated by the majestic Karri, Jarrah, Tingle and Tuart trees which don't grow anywhere else in the world, and green fields used for farming and vineyards. This makes it a tourist destination and to go "Down South" in Western Australia means you are escaping the suburbs for peace and tranquility. Even further south lies Antarctica and the South Pole, and weather patterns from the Southern Ocean bring the cold fronts in Winter that hit the coast line sometimes with a great deal of power....
How do you purify a desecrated symbol?
Some friends of mine who own a Baltic imports store had just come back from a buying trip to Latvia. “Come see this,” said Sean, when I walked in the door. “It's very special.”
He was right. The Thunder brooch was beautiful, bronze, big and solid enough to heft in the palm of a hand. A Sun Wheel, but this was a Sun filled with lightnings: Sun and Thunder in union. “It's a wonderful piece,” he said, “but I can't put it out on the floor.” I was on the verge of asking why not when suddenly I saw why not.
Every so often I like to feature a friend and college here at my Pagansquare Blog. This time, it's Sable Aradia and her new book. We got to chatting about how there is some cross over between The Witch's Eight Paths of Power and my own Gates of Witchcraft, so I thought she would be an excellent resource to showcase for my own readers. I hope you enjoy. - Christopher