Avast me Witchlings! The Summer Solstice is upon us--and this be no ordinary Sabbat! Sound the trumpets! Break out the MAGIC CONCH! Aaarrrrr!
Pirates (and Sponge Bob) aside, there really is such a thing as a Magic Conch. When you stop laughing, consider this: The life that was stirring at Imbolc blinked it's eyes at the Spring Equinox, started to bloom at Beltain, and now is in full swing--a reason to celebrate!
Rufus, the shih tzu puppy, was so excited he could barely keep still. Even though he tried to stay calm, his tail seemed to have a mind of its own. It wagged furiously as he danced around and around Mama's legs.
“OK, little boy, settle down,” she said, as she read over again the piece of paper in her hand.
In honor of the passing of Lady Olivia Robertson last week, a lovely personal experience by Katharine Clark...
Olivia Robertson felt the touch of the Goddess at a very early age. She had experiences of entering altered realities, and seeing both crystal and golden goddesses as a young girl, but didn't fully respond to the “Call of Isis” until much later. Born in London on April 13, 1917 (a Friday the 13th!), she was the second of four children born into a well established Anglo-Irish family. They owned an ancestral castle in Ireland, between the Slaney and Derry rivers outside Enniscorthy, called Clonegal Castle (at times also known as Huntington Castle). During the Irish war for independence, the IRA had used the property as a headquarters, and housed prisoners in its multi-chambered under-croft. When “the troubles” were over, her father moved everyone back to the castle in 1925, when Olivia was eight.
Welcome to the dark side! Don't worry--we've said it before, and we'll say it again--the dark is not a place of fear, but one filled with magic and mystery. Raven Digitalis is an intrepid explorer of this aspect of the craft. He took time out of his busy schedule to chat with me about his tradition, music, animal rights and all things shadowy...
NZ: You are quite young for a published author. How did you get started, and any advice for young and aspiring writers?
Ah, Samhain-tide: a time when life and death balance on a razor sharp edge as we welcome in the Season of the Winter God. Rua, Fin and I will be tucked safely into our stalls this evening, away from those things that walk between the worlds. It’s a time to stay firmly rooted in this world, while seeking predictions from the next. Your best tools on Samhain are sharp wits and clear vision. It reminds me of a stone we find here at the dairy. It’s usually shiny and black (although it can be green, grey and even “rainbow”), and made from volcanic glass. It’s called obsidian.
We are so grateful for the love visitors, readers and friends have shown to Broomstix, and we want to give a little ♥ back. It's October 1, and Halloween and Samhain are only 30 short days away! It's time for pumpkins and cider, to put on something warm, perhaps put on a guise. How about a GRIZZLY BEAR?
We love Spirit Hoods for so many reasons (see above!). To win a Grizzly Bear Hood, visit Broomstix's Facebook page. Following us on Facebook will get you one entry (if you were a Facebook follower you get an extra entry!). A random drawing of all entries will be done on Monday, October 14, 2013. If you're not on facebook, no worries, we will be doing more giveaways in the future.
Thank you all, again for your love and support ♥ Bright Blessings for an awesome October!
According to various Native American myths, our earth wouldn't be here without the Turtle. When all that existed was water, it became clear that humans could not exist under the waves. So Muskrat scooped dirt from the ocean floor and formed it into a ball. It was Turtle, however, who volunteered to carry the ball on her back to the surface of the water. Over time, the ball grew and became the world we now know. Some Native Americans call the U.S.A. "Turtle Island" in honor of the great Turtle who carries the world to this day. Now as spring approaches we can celebrate life and Turtle, who supports it by making... Turtle Pancakes (no turtles were harmed in the creation of this meal!)
Number of servings: 6 (Or one really hungry pre-teen)