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Monday, October 26, 2009

So You Want to be a Witch?

Merry Meet, Beginners!

This is a great journey you have embarked upon. It will require a lot of discipline and study. Anything worth doing does. Hope I haven't lost anyone yet.

I suggest you get a good book to guide you on your journey. Anything by Silver Ravenwolf is good. Her most comprehensive is "The Ultimate Book of Shadows for the New Generation Solitary Witch." (See store below) It is awesome! It gives a history of Witchcraft, tool and rituals, holidays of the Craft, your responsibilities and yes, SPELLS!

Don't just skip to the end to get to the good parts! You need to be properly prepared first. Do I hear groaning out there? I hope not.

Everyone should be excited because our biggest celebration of the whole witch year is almost here. Samhain! All Hallows Eve! Okay, you know it better as Halloween. No, it's not about the candy. It marks the beginning and end of a witches' year. A full turning of the circle. It is the day when the veil between worlds is at its thinnest. The spirits of the departed can return to this earth. Fun, right!

Anyway, here is The Wiccan Rede and The Witches Creed. Bye for now.
Blessed Be.

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.

In the spring, when night equals day, time for Ostara to come our way.
When the Sun has reached it's height, time for Oak and Holly to fight.

Harvesting comes to one and all, when the Autumn Equinox does fall.
Heed the flower, bush, and tree, by the Lady blessed you'll be.

Where the rippling waters go, cast a stone, the truth you'll know.
When you have and hold a need, harken not to others greed.

With a fool no season spend, or be counted as his friend.
Merry Meet and Merry Part, bright the cheeks and warm the heart.

Mind the Three-fold Laws you should, three times bad and three times good.
When misfortune is enow, wear the star upon your brow.
Be true in love this you must do, unless your love is false to you.
These Eight words the Rede fulfill:

"An Ye Harm None, Do What Ye Will"

The Witches Creed

Hear now the words of the witches,The secrets we hid in the night,
When dark was our destiny's pathway, That now we bring forth into light.
Mysterious water and fire, The earth and the wide-ranging air,
By hidden quintessence we know them, And will and keep silent and dare.

The birth and rebirth of all nature, The passing of winter and spring,
We share with the life universal, Rejoice in the magical ring.
Four times in the year the Great Sabbat Returns, and the witches are seen
At Lammas and Candlemas dancing, On May Eve and old Hallowe'en.

When day-time and night-time are equal, When sun is at greatest and least,
The four Lesser Sabbats are summoned, And Witches gather in feast.
Thirteen silver moons in a year are, Thirteen is the coven's array.
Thirteen times at Esbat make merry, For each golden year and a day.

The power that was passed down the age, Each time between woman and man,
Each century unto the other, Ere time and the ages began.
When drawn is the magical circle, By sword or athame of power,
Its compass between two worlds lies, In land of the shades for that hour.
This world has no right then to know it. And world of beyond will tell naught.
The oldest of Gods are invoked there, The Great Work of magic is wrought.
For the two are mystical pillars, That stand at the gate of the shrine,
And two are the powers of nature, The forms and the forces divine.

The dark and the light in succession, The opposites each unto each,
Shown forth as a God and a Goddess: Of this our ancestors teach.
By night he's the wild winds rider, The Horn'd One, the Lord of the Shades.
By day he's the King of the Woodland, The dweller in green forest glades.

She is youthful or old as she pleases, She sails the torn clouds in her barque,
The bright silver lady of midnight, The crone who weaves spells in the dark.
The master and mistress of magic, That dwell in the deeps of the mind,
Immortal and ever-renewing, With power to free or to bind.

So drink the good wine to the Old Gods, And Dance and make love in their praise,
Till Elphame's fair land shall receive us. In peace at the end of our days.
And Do What You Will be the challenge, So be it Love that harms none,
For this is the only commandment. By Magic of old, be it done!

From Doreen Valiente's, "Witchcraft For Tomorrow"

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