Only Darkness Understood

night sky

I stand beneath the gates of change And look upon His face. I see the light betwixt his horns And know the spirits of place. I see the gate swing open wide And the hedgerow sink beneath, As I hold the stang in my left hand And draw the knife from its sheath. Dead was…

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An Object-Charging Chant

I remember hearing this chant many, many years ago, but I have no clue where it came from originally. So here it is, just for you:

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Did some sigil creation for a couple of particular workings. So far, they seem to be working out. One of them I need to fire off again to really get it working. You can click the pic to get to the full size image to see details.

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She Stood Alone

I was inspired with this three-stanza poem several years ago. Eventually, it became a song for me that I sing in my personal rituals at home.

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Meandering Fury

I don’t know if I’ve ever mentioned it before, but I tend to have fairly regular encounters with the Fey these days. I have for years, but they’ve become more frequent. (I don’t care if you think I’m nuts.) They tend to hang around the Musclewood Tree in the back yard (also called American Hornbeam).…

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