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11/02/2025

“Dance is a way of summoning the spirits.
Dance is a way to commune with the different forces of the earth, the different dimensions and beings. The most consistently reliable way of contacting them is dance.”

~ Judika Illes (from The Embodied Way Podcast, Reclaiming the Witch: Reinstating Women's Power Through Rewriting the Myth of Witchcraft.)

As the darkness now draws near
See the cycle of the year
As the light now glows within
Let the hallows dance begin

~ Anonymous

🖤Remember, we have through November 7th, the date of ancient archaeoastronomical Samhain, to honor and celebrate the meaning of this holy time.

Art: Giada Rose Goodman
Giada Rose Illustration

11/02/2025

In Celtic Mythology
This world and the Otherworld
lie alongside each other
nested together
like the layers of driftwood
or of a seashell,
Their boundaries shifting and permeable,
The crossings simple acts for gods and birds
and mythical adventures for humankind.

We guard these entryways with charm and ritual
And shiver at their mention,
whether in fear or in longing.

The worlds are stitched together at the edges,
Dawn, dusk, the first day of winter,
or summer,
or a life,
The edge of the sea, a riverbank,
the horizon,
the mouth of a cave,
or of a grave.
The stitches held by charm and talisman,
and words of power.

And the Borderland of human boundaries...
More familiar,
yet infinitely more mysterious.
The simple boundary of personal space,
The edge of "I" and "other,"
constantly shifting
in size and shape and intensity.

The border of sound and music,
word and poetry,
utility and beauty.

And there is something delightful,
and cherished,
and divine,
In the human heart,
which takes the bone from
a dead bird,
and shapes it into a flute,
and breathes into it,
and creates
a bird's song!

And in this sacred act
knows all there is to know
of crossing boundaries.

~ Hue Walker, “Boundaries”

Art: Joséphine Klerks
josephineklerks.com

10/27/2025

🍁~ Origins of Halloween: 101 ~🦉

The name ”Hallowe’en” means hallowed or holy evening and the celebration has its origins in ancient Celtic culture. The group of people known as the Celts populated much of Europe: Ireland, Wales, Scotland, Britain, areas of Spain, France, southern Germany, the Alpine region, Bohemia, Italy, the Balkans and even central Turkey. The Celts are first historically mentioned in Greek texts dating from 500 BC. Today, “Celtic” is an umbrella term for societies connected by languages on the same family tree.

Within this ancient culture, a Gaelic branch primarily in Ireland and parts of Scotland, celebrated an Autumn festival known as Samhain (SAH win, SOW een, SAV en), or “summer’s end.”

The Gaelic year was divided into two halves: the light and the dark, with Béaltine beginning during the first week of May, and Samhain beginning during the first week of November.

In Ireland, several Neolithic sites are aligned with the Sun in early November. The entrance passage to The Mound of the Hostages on the Hill of Tara is aligned with the rising sun on Samhain. Cairn L and Cairn U at Loughcrew are likewise aligned with the rising sun, and a passage in Dowth may have been aligned with the sunset on Samhain.

Samhain was considered the beginning of the new year and folk preparing for the winter cold and dark ahead used the occasion for feasting on all the good food grown in the summer: turnips, cabbages, apples and other fruits, nuts, berries, and grains. Maize had yet to be introduced from the “new world,” so references to “corn” meant barley, wheat, or rye. Priestesses and priests known as druids guided the culture in its spiritual matters and officiated at this autumnal celebration.

The festivities of the folk included a great bonfire (bonefire). The bones of cattle, harvested for the winter months, were cast upon the flames. With the great bonefire burning, villagers extinguished all other fires. Each household re-lit their hearths from the one common flame, signifying a new beginning, a unity of family and community, and as protection from harm. Ashes from the bonefires were spread over the fields to protect, bless, and fertilize the land for the time of planting.

The prevailing belief and purpose of this ritual was that, at the time of Samhain, the boundaries between this life and the afterlife were thin, and the spirits of the dead could return to the land of the living. Owls were watched for as messengers between the worlds, and Autumn leaves blown in the wind could also carry messages, as expressed in the old wive’s saying, “catch a leaf, a message brief.” The dead were honored and assured that their legacy was valued. Setting out food and drink (treats) provided hospitality for them. Not all returning spirits were friendly however, and could “trick” or otherwise cause trouble for the living. To ward off harmful spirits, people carved images onto hollowed out turnips, set a light inside, and used these lanterns in doorways and windows. Pumpkins were a product of the American continent and in these early days, had not yet made their way to Europe. Turnips and swedes could grow nearly as large as some pumpkins and served the purpose well.

The living could also pass into the realm of the Otherworld at this liminal time. Welsh tradition tells of a door to the Otherworld at the foot of Cader Idris above the lake, Llyn-y-Cau, which opens to mortals on the Eve of All Souls each year. Irish tales tell of living heroes crossing into the realm of the dead as well. With the normal laws and boundaries of the world thus suspended, chaos and mischief could abound on Samhain night in the form of pranks and disguises. Gates could be removed from hinges, chimneys blocked with turf, and animals turned loose from pens. Girls could disguise themselves as boys, and boys could dress as girls to add to the confusion. Young people would don costumes made of straw or white cloth; veil, mask, or blacken their faces, and go about the countryside impersonating the returning dead. The disguises also served the purpose of frightening away beings or spirits with harmful intent.

Divination was prevalent in Samhain tradition, and apples and hazelnuts—deeply connected with the Otherworld—figured prominently in prophetic activities. Hazelnuts imparted wisdom, heightened awareness, and led to visions and epiphanies. Interestingly, in current times, the hazelnut has been found to be a “brain food.” The dying King Arthur of Welsh legend is said to have been carried away to Avalon, the Isle of Apples, and the Irish hero, Bran, is welcomed into paradise by a branch of blooming apple that simultaneously bears the fruit as well. Games, such as bobbing for apples (apple dookin’) and snap apple, where one tries to bite an apple suspended from a string, reflected the Celtic belief of the great apple tree growing at the heart of the Otherworld, whose fruit imparted eternal youth. In the waning light of autumn, a ripe golden or red apple was a promise that the strength of the sun would return and in the meantime, the stored fruit would help sustain life until spring.

Various ancient Celtic and Gaelic customs influenced and were assimilated into the new Christian tradition. The Church gave Samhain a Christian blessing in 837 AD when November 2nd was designated All Souls Day, November 1st, All Saints Day, and the eve preceding it became All Hallows E’en, or Hallowe’en.

Gaelic culture was not alone in their festivals for the dead. Many ancient civilizations from Egypt to Cambodia had similar rituals, remnants of which survive in our contemporary society. The traditional Mexican holiday of Los Dias De Los Mu***os, or The Days of the Dead, celebrated from November 1st through November 2nd is an example of such, as are: Todos los Santos in Spain; Pchum Ben in Cambodia; Chuseok in Korea; The Hungry Ghost Festival in China; Obon Festival in Japan; Ma’nene in Indonesia; Odun Egungun in West Africa; G*i Jatra in Nepal; Snap Apple Night in Newfoundland and Labrador; Hop-tu-Naa on the Isle of Man; Nos Galan Gaeaf in Wales; Kalan Gwav in Cornwall.

Learning the origins and significance of our long-observed holidays (holy days) has the valuable effect of giving meaning to seemingly meaningless traditions. We become connected to our roots and heritage, which provides us with a sense of identity and helps us, in an often fragmented modern world, to reverence relationships, the earth, and a cooperative society.

~ Rebekah Myers
copyright © October, 2016 by Rebekah Myers
Sacred Sisters Full Moon Circle

Sources: The World of the Celts by Dr. Simon James (lecturer in prehistory for the British Museum’s education department); Celtic Heritage by Dr. Alwyn Rees (director of Extra-Mural Studies at the University College of Wales), and Dr. Brinley Rees (lecturer in Welsh Language and Literature at the University College of North Wales); The Golden Bough by Sir James Frazer (Hon. D.C.I., Oxford; Hon. LITT.D., Cambridge and Durham; Hon. L.L.D., Glasgow; Doctor Honris Causta of the Universities of Paris and Strasbourg); The New Book of Apples by Joan Morgan and Alison Richards; Collectanea de Rebus Hibernicis by Charles Vallancey

Art: Elin Manon, "Dathliad Samhain/Samhain Celebration"
ElinManonIllustration
www.elin-manon.com

10/25/2025

Marie Elena Gaspari 🌹

10/25/2025

It is that holy poetry and singing we are after.

We want powerful words and songs that can be heard underwater and over land.

It is the wild singing we are after, our chance to use the wild language we are learning by heart under the sea.

When a woman speaks her truth, fires up her intention and feeling, staying tight with the instinctive nature, she is singing, she is living in the wild breath-stream of the soul.

To live this way is a cycle in itself, one meant to go on, go on, go on.

~ Clarissa Pinkola Estes

Art by Mia Charro

10/19/2025

Wise Women are the guardians of all things Sacred.
Wise Women regard all things as Sacred.

10/19/2025

I AM NOW IN RECONSTRUCTION

I open my hand to catch the wind...
It flows through my fingers
Like the breath of clouds,
Crying rain on the open field
My heart unwraps to heal
I sit in silence with the pain of others,
I feel my trauma dripping unto the soil
Penetrating layers of being
Unseen, unheard
Over and over again I broke the container
As it became full
Emotional
Physical
Sexual
Domestic abuse I survived…
Tongues of fire cleansed my story
Re-writing my truth
Leaving behind what no longer aligns
With the one I’m becoming
The one I always was
I abandoned her over and over again
This Soul of mine
Hurting the self
The self of others
As suffering crushed the one I used to be…
Now, at the midnight sun
I climb myself from the bottom of the pit
Screams I don’t deserve
The dark night of my soul
Breaks me in pieces of myths!
But I am not alone
Poetry sings words of love in my ear
Ink flows to the places that still need mending
Re-wounded
Un-voiced
Abandoned in the middle of nowhere
It is time to ascend my self
To the land of worthy mirrors
Yes, worthy mirrors
Mirrors reflecting humanity
Kindness
Compassion
Yes, dear one…
The great deconstruction has ended
I am now in reconstruction
Growing wings
Roots
Veins of life
My Voice awakens
I am now in reconstruction..................................................
Poem by Archaeology for the Woman's Soul
Corina Andronache

Photo: Art by Oleksii Gnievyshev

Archaeology for the Woman's Soul

10/19/2025

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10/19/2025

“Rooted strongly yet bearing wings, Owl Woman signifies the wisdom that awakens through grounded seeking of the unknown. She presides over ritual, over ceremony. Grounded in solid practice, she opens her heart. With humility, she remains aware and is not afraid to look into the heart of darkness, knowing that she may find the lost parts of herself there. And when she does, she welcomes them back through the portal of her heart, digesting the experiences, retaining that which nourishes the soul, rejecting the rest.

Owl Woman aligns with the Moon, she understands what it means to cycle with the ebb and flow of the seasons. In ceremony, she smooths the way. On softened wings, she glides through the night, listening for the wisdom of the heart.”

~ Ona Christie Martin
Art of Awakening

Art: Nataša Ilinčić, “Owl Witch”
Nataša Ilinčić Illustration

10/19/2025

I WON'T CALL YOU PRETTY

You are the piercing scream of a banshee. The haunting melody of a siren's song. As tempting as you are terrifying. As powerful as you are soft. You are lightning on a clear afternoon - surprising and exhilarating, penetrating and sharp. A spark that pricks each nerve ending. A roar you can feel in your gut. Your smile is a torch in the darkest tunnel. Your laughter is the sun.

You are salt spray on a wound that needs healing.
The first gulp of air after sinking. The first sip of water after days of merciless heat.

As unwavering as the light of morning.
As stirring as a storm approaching.
As unbridled as the sea.

~ L.E. Bowman

Art by Julia Jeffrey
Stonemaiden Art

10/19/2025

You don't actually want to be the "chill girl".
You just learned that the girl with needs gets left.

You don't actually hate your body.
You just learned that it was never yours, only something for other people to review.

You don't actually struggle to make decisions.
You just learned that every time you chose wrong, love got taken away.

You don't actually "not know" how you feel.
You just learned that telling the truth about it costs way too much.

You learned to watch their face when you talked and stop if the expression changed.

You learned to say "I'm probably being weird" before you said anything real.

You learned to laugh when they made jokes about you because fighting back meant eating dinner alone.

You're so good at needing nothing while dying inside from wanting everything.

You got so good at being low-maintenance
that you forgot maintenance was supposed to happen at all.

You can spot someone losing interest from three miles away but can't remember the last time you said what you actually wanted.

The girl who "goes with the flow"?
She's drowning.
The girl who "never gets jealous"?
She's choking on it.
The girl who's "not like other girls"?
She's just scared of being left like the other girls were.

And now you're here, wondering why you feel dead inside when you've spent your whole life being EXACTLY what everyone said they wanted.

But disappearing isn't the end of your story.
It's the moment you realize you can start writing yourself back in.

~ Zia Acatrinei

Art by Outi Harma
Outi Art

03/03/2025

In remembrance. 🖤 🕯️

Blessed Be.

~Tina~

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