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Watchtowers

Q: What's the difference between a Jehovah's Witness and a Wiccan?

A: Three Watchtowers.

These days witches' circles are often cast complete with invocations to the guardians of the Watchtowers, one in each cardinal direction.

According to researcher John Michael Greer, the Watchtowers most likely entered the Craft from the Golden Dawn, which in turn derived them from John Dee's Enochian magic. During the original Enochian workings, during the 1580s, scryer Edward Kelly had a vision of four great towers at the quarters of the earth, the seats of guardian archangels (Greer 581).

Down the years, the Watchtowers and their guardians have acquired a deal of lore, little of which has anything to do with the original metaphor. But rising above the amassed archangels, elements, and Enochian tablets stands a simple, clear image: an image with implications.

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  • Piper
    Piper says #
    Well, maybe the bible, but I share 2 lodges (Blue and SRICF or SRIA)with these three guys: Samuel Liddell MacGregor Mathers Willia
  • Anthony Gresham
    Anthony Gresham says #
    I thought the watchtowers thing was taken from the freemasons, and that the masons in turn got it from the Bible. I can never rem
The Story of Saba and Brychan: A Folk-tale of the Dobunni

Saba was in love.

At fourteen summers, she was ready, and surely she was glad to be second daughter to the chief and not first. For her sister Cordaella, as chief's first daughter, was thereby Royal Woman of the tribe, whose husband would some day be king, and such things cannot be left to chance and mere liking.

Well, Cordaella was newly married and seemed pleased enough with the choice that the elders had made. But Saba, second daughter, could, in the way of things, choose for herself. And of all the young warriors, her eye had turned upon tall Brychan, he of the gray eyes and mouse-pale hair.

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Someday I'll have a garage sale and sell off all my witch kitsch.

I've got boxes of it. Some I bought myself. The rest came from friends, down the years. Boxes and boxes.

Don't get me wrong. I love the Season of the Witch. With maybe just a little help from the Brothers Grimm, Halloween has pretty much single-handedly kept the figure of the witch present in the cultural memory. Outsiders we may be eleven months out of twelve, but come That Time of Year and suddenly everyone's an honorary.

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  • Steven Posch
    Steven Posch says #
    It's been interesting down the decades to watch Halloween and Samhain growing farther apart. Yule and Christmas even more so: some
  • T-Roy
    T-Roy says #
    I will say that some witch kitsch is cute but I'm raising a baby Witch and have grown quite tired of the whys around the kitsch w
  • Lizann Bassham
    Lizann Bassham says #
    Love this blog post. I get double the kitsch gifts from well meaning friends because I am both a witch and a christian minister.
  • Steven Posch
    Steven Posch says #
    And here I always thought Hindus had all the best god-kitsch. Thanks, Lizann: you've made my world a larger place. I think. The M

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All right, I'll admit it; I was pontificating.

“The Horned One's book is a book of names, not a book of stories,” I was saying, drawing an implicit contrast with those other people's scriptures.

But of course I was wrong.

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They say that when the Moon, Mother of Witches, gave birth to the tribe of Witches, she looked into the water to see what the life of her first-born people would be. And there she saw sorrow, black sorrow; and there she saw joy, golden joy.

Then she wept a mother's tears for her first-born people, for what may be and what must be. From her left eye fell tears of black sorrow; they fell to the ground and were jet. From her right eye fell tears of golden joy; they fell to the sea and were amber.

So the great ones among us wear necklaces of amber and jet to this day; and whoever carries upon him the black tears or the golden will always draw her eye to him, for from her eye they came.

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  • Steven Posch
    Steven Posch says #
    Thanks Arwen, I'm honored. Any festivals coming up for you this year?
  • Arwen Lynch
    Arwen Lynch says #
    Many a moon ago, I met you at several PSG at Eagle Cave. You impressed me then. You still do. This was lyrical.

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