A Blessed Samhain to all our friends. The Veil is very thin today.
You will all surely be interested to learn that the Catholic Church has issued new guidelines for converting Witches.
Heh. At least their tactics have softened somewhat since the Middle Ages.
What I find particularly interesting to note is that many of the witches I know came from a Catholic background.
BUCHAREST, Romania (AP) — Romania has changed its labor laws to officially recognize witchcraft as a profession, prompting one self-described witch to threaten retaliation.
The move, which went into effect Saturday, is part of the government’s drive to crack down on widespread tax evasion in a country that is in recession.
In addition to witches, astrologists, embalmers, valets and driving instructors are now considered by labor law to be working real jobs, making it harder for them to avoid income tax.
For months the measure had been debated, protested by witches and mocked by the media.
On Saturday, a witch called Bratara told Realitate.net, the website of a top TV station, that she plans to cast a spell using black pepper and yeast to create discord in the government.
Silly Romanian witches. They should know that black pepper and yeast are ineffective to create governmental discord.
Sea salt and Grey Poupon mustard is the ticket.
Seriously, I think there should be a Guild of Romanian Witches, Astrologists, Embalmers, Valets and Driving Instructors.™ People working real jobs have to stick together.
From Ace’s place.
Samhain has come, and the Wheel of the Year turns again. Last night under a cold, clear sky, Elphaba and I joined the circle of witches to celebrate Wicca’s preeminent Holy Day: Samhain, or All Hallow’s Eve. As I felt the balefire’s warmth, smelled the wafting scent of incense, saw the starry sky through the trees, and listened to the familiar words of the liturgy as they washed over me, I was reminded why The Old Religion speaks to me so powerfully.
In the Craft, this is the beginning of the Wheel of the Year, the Wiccan New Year, so to speak. It is a time when we say farewell to those we have lost in the previous year; it is the time of the final reaping. The dark of the year is upon us, when we must recognize that all that lives must die, but that all that dies shall live again.
Death is not to be feared, it is only to be accepted and acknowledged as the expected resolution of the lives we have lived. As I spoke in a Samhain ritual some years ago, in the role of the Dark Lord of the Underworld:
The Goddess awaits you, at that which is the end of all Desire. But none shall cleave unto her, save that you within my bending sickle’s compass come.
We recognize that death is not an end, it is only a transition. In many ways, this is the central mystery of our faith.
Samhain is also a time to recognize that true change comes from the ending of the old; old patterns, old ways, old ideas. I cannot think of a more powerful metaphor for the moment that is to face this nation in two days. I sincerely believe that the majority of people in this great and wonderful country will take a hard look at where we are and where we are going. I believe that choices will be made and a path set for the future that will restore us as a people to the greatness that is our birthright.
Hoof and horn, hoof and horn, all that dies will be reborn
Corn and grain, corn and grain, all that falls shall rise again.
To all our fellow witches and pagans, Blessed Be!
To all those who do not follow our path but have so kindly graced our little blog with your presence and your interesting comments, thank you and Happy Halloween!
(Herne image by Angela Barnett)
– Sebastian Page
V Sebastian Page
Let’s face it, I’m an a**hole. Back in the day when I was a “sold-out, the whole route”, Bible-bangin’, both barrels blazin’, born again Christian, I had a real love for eschatology. But more importantly, I absolutely loved apologetics. For those not in the know, this is essentially the field of study that seeks to rationally and historically support the validity and truth claims of the Bible, and to a degree, the Christian perspective as a whole. Yeah, I was an ardent self-styled defender of the faith. Even now, although the religion and views may have changed, I remain very much the same.
But I have always had a knack of being especially critical of the group I belonged to first and foremost. It has always occurred to me that in terms of truth and ethics, we must always strive to hold ourselves to the highest standards if we are to be worthy of claiming our religious system, and more importantly, if we are to be ambassadors of it. In short, I’ve simply always felt that we must be not only able but eager to call BS in our own house, particularly before we consider any others. This is likely one of many reasons why I prefer to navigate the outer perimeter of the Wiccan community, because most within it tend to have strong reflexive reactions to any critical assessment of what we really are, rather than what we tell others and ourselves we are.
Wiccans have a lot of self-descriptors, most of them cribbed from a stack of neo-pagan books by modern day hippies and pseudo-intellectuals who seem to have opted out in getting a clue throughout life. Favorites tend to shift from time to time, with the currents of fashion occasionally sweeping us into new levels of understanding and communal “self-awareness.” You know, all that clap-trap. But as an example of how we fancy ourselves, let’s consider a few of these. Let’s see…we Wiccans are: nature-reverencing, goddess-worshiping, life-affirming, ecologically aware, tolerance-promoting, non-judgmental, and balanced. For any who’ve ever known a Wiccan or neo-pagan, you’ll agree that the last thing we are is balanced. We might hold it as an ideal, meaning a goal for which we strive (and we should), but in all honesty, we don’t really take it all that seriously (which is sad). But aside of the balance issue, another item from that list is the notion of being a “life-affirming” religion. I’ve always found that this is a somewhat preposterous description for this group claiming it, for one glaring and simple reason: Wiccans are almost exclusively sold out to the radical political left, and absorb without question virtually each and every one if its dogmas, including an absolute endorsement of the pro-abortion agenda. (more…)
Tonight, my beloved wife and High Priestess Elphaba and I will celebrate the Ostara Sabbat with our coven. Ostara is one of the Eight Sabbats or holy days of Wicca. It marks the Vernal Equinox, and is the point when the days begin to have more light hours than dark. It is also the time when green shoots begin to appear in the soil after the long, dark, cold winter. Appropriate enough imagery, on this particular weekend and after this last year (politically and economically).
I believe that better days lie ahead, for each of us and for the Republic and country we love. Tonight I will think about the desire for freedom and liberty that has been reborn in the American people, and I will use this movement to mark my recommitment to the faith that has seen me through so much, and which has been such a blessing in my life.
Blessed Be to all of our readers, and thank you for sharing our little corner of the world.