Category Archives: Pagan

Six humans trapped by happenstance in black and bitter cold Each possessed a stick of wood, Or so the story’s told. Their dying fire in need of logs, the first woman held hers back For on the faces around the … Continue reading →

Lay down on your bed Arms spread mildly, Palms up. Relax… Breeth Deeply Tension exhaling on each breath… Feel, Don’t say, Hollow words come easy, But with feeling, comes meaning. Feel your thanks… To Her that She exists. Feel your … Continue reading →

All things were made by Diana, the great spirits of the stars, men in their time and place, the giants which were of old, and the dwarfs who dwell in the rocks, and once a month worship her with cakes. … Continue reading →

TURNING WHEEL © lyrics by Lady Bridget & Rae Blackhood 1994 sung to the tune of “This Old Man” Blessed be, three times three, as I do will so mote it be With the Earth, Air, Fire, Water, Spirits in … Continue reading →

When I’m a little old lady Then I’ll live with my children and bring them great joy. To repay all I’ve had from each girl and boy I shall draw on the walls and scuff up the floor;