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Thursday 10 August 2017

The Rainbow Bridge - in memory of my cat, Patch




If you have ever owned an animal, you will be well aware of the pain of losing them. Fear not! there is a place for them in the Summerlands, just across the Rainbow Bridge:


The Rainbow Bridge


Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal, that has been especially close to someone here, dies, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge

There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.

There is plenty of food, water and sunshine and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigour; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone bu.

The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance.  His bright eyes are intent; his eager body quivers.  Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again.  The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life, but never absent from your heart.


Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together…

I first saw this in the book 'Casper', the commuting Cat by Susan Finden - It is a lovely book all about her cat Casper who loved to ride the bus!






The book is available from Amazon or leading book-sellers.


Monday 19 June 2017

The Midsummer Tree


'You might think that the erection of the maypole is a tradition associated exclusively with May Day (Beltane), but you would be wrong. The raising of the Midsummer Tree is an authentic Midsummer custom found in many areas, including Wales, England and Sweden.

The custom was called 'raising the birch' (Codi'r Fedwen) in south Wales and 'the summer branch' in the north and the dancing around it is 'the dance of the birch'.  In Glamorgan the birch was erected on St. John's Eve and was called y fedwen haf, or 'summer birch'.  It was decorated with ribbons, flowers and even pictures.  A weathercock with gilded feathers surmounted it.  The cock or rooster was a sacred bird among the Celts and a bird of the sun.  The cry of the cock at sunrise indicated the end of the darkness and the start of the day.  Celtic festivals were held from dusk till cock crow of the next morning.

Sometimes one village would try to steal another village's pole and it was considered very ill fated and a disgrace to lose one in this fashion.  The bereft village was not allowed to raise another until they had succeeded in stealing one from elsewhere and the poles were guarded all night by groups of youths and men.  In Carmarthenshire the branches of the summer birch were not trimmed off to make a pole, but were decorated with garlands and wreaths of flowers.

In Sweden and Finland, also, a Midsummer tree of birch was set up and decorated.  The villagers danced around it and lit fires and jumped over them.  In Russia the summer tree is decked with ribbons.' from 'Magical Celebrations Midsummer of the the Summer Solstice by Anna Franklin.

The picture above is of the Midsummer Tree oak in Milton Keynes, a large new city just north of where I live. The shopping centre was built around the tree, but sadly in 2005 it showed signs of dying and eventually did die.  The cause is thought to be bad drainage, but who knows?  Perhaps it didn't like being surrounded by shops!

This year Midsummer falls on 21st June. The days will shorten from then on and the nights will lengthen and the Oak King must give way to the Holly King.

Meanwhile, as the flowers open, open your own heart and look for the light within.  Amidst all the chaos and confusion of our modern world today, walk amongst the trees and breathe in their life-giving spirit.

Blessed be.

Star


Sunday 1 May 2016

May Day - Beltane


We recently had a special St. George's celebration in the town square, aptly named St. George's Square. There were all sorts of things to see and lots of games for the children to play. Here I'm showing you the Maypole dancing because it's so appropriate for today - May Day.  The children came from a nearby town and surroundings and they really were very good.  Do click on the pictures to enlarge and see the intricate patterns the ribbons make whilst moving down the pole.  In the background are the musicians, all dressed beautifully in their special costumes. It was great fun!



Maypole dancing has been around for many years and symbolises the rites of Spring.  The maypole is a phallic symbol, which is plunged into the ground to ensure fertility for the coming season.  These days we don't rely quite so much on that sort of symbolism, or do we? Perhaps we should because our world is very fragile these days and we do well to respect it.


I wish you all a wonderful May Day. Will you be dancing round a maypole?

Star

Thursday 7 April 2016

The Wiccan Rede

The Wiccan Rede

Bide within the Law you must, in perfect Love and perfect Trust.
Live you must and let to live, fairly take and fairly give.
For tread the Circle thrice about to keep unwelcome spirits out.
To bind the spell well every time, let the spell be said in rhyme.
Light of eye and soft of touch, speak you little, listen much.
Honor the Old Ones in deed and name,
let love and light be our guides again.
Deosil go by the waxing moon, chanting out the joyful tune.
Widdershins go when the moon doth wane,
and the werewolf howls by the dread wolfsbane.
When the Lady's moon is new, kiss the hand to Her times two.
When the moon rides at Her peak then your heart's desire seek.
Heed the North winds mighty gale, lock the door and trim the sail.
When the Wind blows from the East, expect the new and set the feast.
When the wind comes from the South, love will kiss you on the mouth.
When the wind whispers from the West, all hearts will find peace and rest.
Nine woods in the Cauldron go, burn them fast and burn them slow.
Birch in the fire goes to represent what the Lady knows.
Oak in the forest towers with might, in the fire it brings the God's
insight. Rowan is a tree of power causing life and magick to flower.
Willows at the waterside stand ready to help us to the Summerland.
Hawthorn is burned to purify and to draw faerie to your eye.
Hazel-the tree of wisdom and learning adds its strength to the bright fire burning.
White are the flowers of Apple tree that brings us fruits of fertility.
Grapes grow upon the vine giving us both joy and wine.
Fir does mark the evergreen to represent immortality seen.
Elder is the Lady's tree burn it not or cursed you'll be.
Four times the Major Sabbats mark in the light and in the dark.
As the old year starts to wane the new begins, it's now Samhain.
When the time for Imbolc shows watch for flowers through the snows.
When the wheel begins to turn soon the Beltane fires will burn.
As the wheel turns to Lamas night power is brought to magick rite.

Four times the Minor Sabbats fall use the Sun to mark them all.
When the wheel has turned to Yule light the log the Horned One rules.

Saturday 28 March 2015

Ostara


I just love all things Easter. From the eggs to the bunnies, it's all wonderful to me. I also love that Easter has two sides, a sad side and a happy side. That's life!

This year I've been thinking about the hares. Some  pagans believe that when we die we become hares and leap about in the summerlands enjoying freedom everlasting. Isn't that a lovely idea.  I like to think of that. Hares have long been known as mystical creatures and there are many legends about concerning hares. One of them suggests that a hare brought beautifully coloured eggs to the Goddess Ostara encouraging new life and abundance.

It would be nice to think that there is a link between the mystical hares and the Easter bunny, but there is no substance in this.




Ostara is the Teutonic Goddess of fertility and Springtime, who is sometimes called Eostre. The words East and Easter are both named after Ostara because of their reference to the sun rising in the East and the return of Springtime in the Celtic calendar. She is celebrated at the Spring Equinox as the bringer of increased light and the balance between daytime and night-time hours. Here in England we are putting our clocks forward tonight to reflect the increase in light. Call upon Ostara to increase your fruitfulness. fertility or to embark on new ventures.

What sort of things do you find yourself doing at this time of year? Planting seeds? changing the curtains? My mother always used to change the curtains from deep red velvet to Springtime yellow cotton with linings at this time of year. All these little things help to lift the spirits and create a new way of thinking, taking us away from the darkness of winter.

To help you feel more energized, try changing your wardrobe: putting away those darker colours and bringing out the sunny ones, yellow and blue and white. If you live anywhere near me though, in England, it might be wise to keep some jumpers handy because winter has a way of coming back, doesn't it.

Thinking of new projects to start? How about decorating a room? It's surprising how much better you feel when you change the colour in a dull room or put on a new lick of paint.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           If you are Christian, then this is the most important time of the year. It's saddening to realise how little many people know about the Easter story as it relates to Christianity in this ever more secular world. The story of Jesus, crucified on the cross, but rising again three days later, is uplifting and the source of our faith as Christians. I have a foot in both camps. How about you?