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North, South, East, West: Oil of Alliance

Have a girlfriend get-together and mix up a batch of this magical salve. This oil is redolent with the properties of the four directions, which are the source of all power. This oil will contain your combined energies and can be used during subsequent rituals.

  • Lavender is for the east, representing mental clarity and ideas.

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I remember the first time that I ever saw Orion.

I grew up in big cities, where one didn't look at stars because there was so little to see. (Cursed be light pollution.) That's why I never actually saw Orion—or, at least, never knowingly saw him—until, incredibly, the age of 18.

My parents were driving me, by night, to my freshman year of college. Sleepily, I rested my head on the back of the back seat and looked up.

Suddenly, there he was, shining. Like some naked warrior from ancient legend, he strode across the sky wearing only a sword-belt and sword.

It was love at first sight.

We have, of course, evidence from the Classical writers that certain Celtic warriors were wont to go into battle in a state of what is called “heroic nudity.” From iconographic evidence, we can tell that the practice, in fact, extends back into Proto-Indo-European times, about 5000 years ago. On the memorial stones that stood atop the kurgans (barrows) that mark the expansion of PIE-speakers into Europe, warriors are depicted in a state of heroic undress, wearing only a belt, and sometimes a helmet. One suspects an association here with the naked gods of Classical art, as well as with the Mediterranean world's long tradition of athletic nudity. At the other end of Indo-Eurostan, one ponders a kinship with the naked Jaina tirthankaras, those warriors of the spirit, as well.

I renewed my friendship-by-night with Orion recently at our autumn Warlocks' Weekend down at Sweetwood sanctuary in southwestern Witchconsin, among the hollow hills of the Driftless Area's Witch Country. Since that first sight at 18, I have grown gray, but Orion, in his ever-youthful beauty, is one with the deathless stars.

Star Warrior, Son of Three Fathers, to you I pour.

 

It so happened one night that Hyrieus of Boeotia, who was at the time childless, invited three gods to a feast: Zeus, Poseidon, and Hermes. He killed a fine fatted ox to feed them. Having dined well, the three gods thanked him for his hospitality, and asked him what his heart most desired.

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My Sun and Stars: Sacred Sandalwood Oil

Although I am most fond of “vamber,” my vanilla and amber combination, I have recently moved into a sandalwood phase and am delighting in its powers.

In a glass bowl, stir together six teaspoons of powdered sandalwood and two cups of neutral oil, such as sesame or almond. Heat gently over a flame, taking care not to bring the mixture to boiling point. After cooling, place it in a colored-glass jar and seal securely.

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ConvivialiTea

Jasmine tea is one of the most delightful concoctions, and it can create an aura of bliss and conviviality. This tea is commonly found in most grocery stores, but organic and whole food shops always offer superior quality. Brew a cup of jasmine tea and let it cool. Add two parts lemonade and drink the mixture with a close friend on a Friday, Venus’s day, which rules our relationships. Jasmine is a vine, which traditionally represented the intertwining of people. Sharing this tea with a friend will enhance your bond.

This tea is also a tonic that you can indulge in alone. I recommend brewing a batch every Monday, or moon day, to ensure that each week will be filled with joy. As the tea steeps, pray:

On this day in this new week,
I call upon the spirit to guide joy to my door.
Such gladness as I receive, so shall I give.
By this moon on this day,
I call upon Ishtar and Celene, ladies fair,
to show me the best way to live.
For this, I am grateful.
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An Inspiration on the Way to a Funeral

Several people important to heathens and pagans have died recently. Singer Andrea Meyer of Hagalaz Runedance was shot with a bow and arrow in Norway. I did not know her personally, so I don't know if she is now in the arms of Hel, or has been taken into Valhalla or Folkvang due to dying by weapon, but I think perhaps she went where poets go, which is wherever they want.

I placed a copy of a Hagalaz Runedance album on my main house altar yesterday, along with other mementos of the recent dead. It joined a fabric memento I had just placed there, which participants in the memorial for Phyllis Stewart of Ravenhold wore at her memorial service, which you can see in the photo that illustrates this post. I was on my way to that funeral when I had an inspiration experience.

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and bright zinnias
to crown their heads with flowers,
these shining daughters
who we've cradled and fed
and loved with everything
we have
and everything we are.
We knelt before them and sang,
our hands gently washing the feet
that we once carried inside our own bodies
and that now follow
their own paths.
For a moment,
time folded
and we could see them
as babies in our arms,
curly hair and round faces,
at the same time seeing
the girls in front of us,
flowers in their hair,
bright eyed and smiling,
and so too
we see women of the future,
tall and strong boned
kneeling at the feet
of their own girls
as the song goes on and on.
We tried to tell them
what we want them to know,
what we want them to carry
with them as they go on their ways:
You are loved.
We are here.
You are loved.
You are strong.
You are magical.
We treasure who you are.
This love that carried them
forth into the very world
they walk on.
We hope it is enough
to embrace them for a lifetime,
and so we kneel and sing
and anoint and adorn
and hold their hands in ours.
We are here.
You are not alone.
You are wise in the ways.
You belong.
We are not sure if tears can say
what we mean to say,
but they fall anyway
as we try our best to weave
our words and wishes
and songs and stories,
with strength and confidence
into a cloak of power
that will encircle them with magic,
no matter no matter
how far away
from us they journey.

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Poppet Power Charm

Everyone has heard of voodoo dolls, but poppets are not nearly as well known. Sewn of plain muslin or linen, a poppet is simply an herb- or cotton-stuffed head, tied with string or threaded about the neck. It can be used to charm, protect, or even heal a friend. You can add something that represents your friend—red yarn if your friend is lucky enough to be a redhead, for example. Your poppet can be placed on your altar and can be the beneficiary of any number of charms or spells of your design.

Take dried sage, a plain muslin square, and a white string to create a “head.” Tie the doll’s neck securely so she doesn’t lose her head, so to speak. Pin or sew charms representing the good fortune you wish for your friend—coins for money, a heart-shaped patch for love, a sun for luck and happiness, a pyramid or moon for wisdom, whatever suits you. Feel free to use your imagination, and remember to use this only for positive results. (To wish harm has a karmic price you do not want to pay!)

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