Well, with all the things going on in my life at the moment some things, like putting up my altar wreath (I have one for each Sabbat) and actually making a feast and get together did not happen this year I am afraid. However, tomorrow I will be having high tea in NYC at Tea & Sympathy in the Village with a good friend of mine to mark the day.
I think the Goddess will be happy with our merriment and the inclusion of her in the bustling place full of wonderful English smells and tastes!
Ostara here this year has been tough. It snowed just before the day and it has been really crazy weather, quite changeable and many are very coughing!
I was going to begin to go outside more into parks and celebrate the day and I might but I fear I no longer feel really safe to celebrate my religion out in the open considering the political climate of the day.
I am sure I will enjoy many a get together and picnic but athame, chanting, drums and dance will have to be kept private for now. My magickal practice as well.
I have been through many such changes as a witch. In comes the tide of acceptance and out it goes again as people grapple with the patriarchy and their needs and rights.
I have a public life in which I do come out as a witch but right now I just don’t want to be a target. I happen to live in a very conservative neighborhood in NYC as well and the danger is real enough for me to pull back.
Its sad but its what I sense I have to do right now.
So, off to tea with my friend and our lovely talk about the Goddess, religion, politics, music and magick.
Many blessings to you and yours and I hope you are having a wonderful turn of the wheel.
I do. I know that sounds crazy but I do. I have always been able to smell the change of season also the sky changes color and of course the animals are more active. Out here in Brooklyn there is tons of activity in preparation for Imbolc which means in the milk! Meaning of course by Feb 1 the baby animals are born and nursing. So in about a month they are born so now they are conceived or already have been! Squirrels are out looking for food and cats are howling outside and the birds are active and fighting for nest space.
Its all there if you look for it, even in the city! I am very lucky as I live in a wonderful place where there are several big parks and access to the waterways of NYC. There are lots of animals here.
I am already noticing the trees getting ready to swell.
Look up. Pay attention. So many people are depressed at this time of the year. They hate the cold and the dark but we need both to survive. It is now getting close to the time of rebirth, the God has Risen, the sun is up higher in the sky and we are on our way to a new Spring and growth.
Time to prepare for your Spring cleaning and planting so that by February 1 you are ready to start your sprouts and get all the winter doldrums and dust out of your home and your mind.
I stayed up to watch the sun rise but realized I really couldn’t see it from my window. I didn’t want to go out to the Narrows alone on such a cold morning so I found a way to watch it all live and on line while meditating and starting new. Hail the Sun it has risen! Take a look at the pics below. Amazing to watch it this way. Blessed Solstice my friends. Blessed Yule.
I try to blog at least on each Sabbat although my instinct tells me that I am supposed to do much more. Promise to try in the coming year.
ITS SO DARK!!!
I hear that every day now. OH its so dark! I am depressed, sleepy, I am gaining weight, I feel confused.
Its supposed to feel that way!
We are not meant to always stay in the light, always in the warmth. We need a dark time and truly this darkness has been coming on for months. It begins on Midsummer Day June 21st and goes on until Dec 21 when the sun returns or it looks like it does.
What is a Solstice?
Solstice comes from the Latin word solstitium, meaning ‘the Sun stands still’. This is because on this day, the Sun reaches its southern-most position as seen from the Earth. The Sun seems to stand still at the Tropic of Capricorn and then reverses its direction. It’s also common to call it the day the Sun turns around!
So what happens after?
The sun sets later and later.
And so people since the beginning of time have celebrated this day!
We have made it through the darkest time of the year, the pinnacle of the dark night of the year, the shortest day.
People still celebrate by waiting until the sun rises above the horizon and drum it in! Feasts occur on this day and night and all the day after all over the world and yes here in NYC in my home as well.
I have been lucky finding wonderful places to watch the sun come up. I have been on a roof watching the full moon set in the West as the Sun rose above my head in the East after a night of feasting and board games!
I once spent a magnificent night watching movies, singing, reading and napping between coffee and snacks with a magnificent Priestess. We trudged out just before Sunrise to Prospect Park and found the most Eastern place we could. Snow up to our knees we sang and watched as the sun rose over the horizon, trees and lit the day. Joggers watched us dance in the snow and we rejoiced for over an hour, never feeling the cold as mothers dragging tired children to daycare glared at us. I will never forget the beautiful orange of the rising sun reflected upon the snow.
I have had many other and varied Yules in my life as well as so many Christmases. I celebrate both holidays but Yule is more important to me. I make sure I only put lights up after the sun has risen and I never stop thinking about how all the red in Christmas decorations represents the Goddess and all the green the God reborn. The silver tinsel the Goddesses color and the gold balls and lights everywhere the Sun God. I love the way everyone decorates still not knowing that in actuality Christmas is as Pagan a holiday as Halloween!
You can change all Christmas traditions into Yule traditions. Give gifts to celebrate success and harvest and growth into a new year! Put up the beautiful evergreen and decorate it with gold and silver! The pagan versions of all regular Christmas carols are available on line and of course light a YULE LOG if you have a fireplace.
Try to stay up. Stay up all night. Find out when the sun rises in your area on Dec 21st and wait up. Sing it up, watch it rise. Remember our ancestors believed that if they did not sing and chant it would not rise! Maybe that is still the case eh?
May you have a blessed Yule and holiday season no matter how you celebrate the return of the sun/son!
Love and Light to you.
Take a look at the videos below for more information on Sun Gods!
Today as I took a walk the wind was whipping up all around me. Through the now thin leaves the sun shone chartreuse and dark green. New York is slow to go colored its warmer here than in other places but this is my place and I see the withdrawal of the God from the leaves, frozen in rose buds that will never open which when no one is looking I will collect and use in my magick. Powerful buds withholding their life force. I will use that life force.
They used to say that if you didn’t bring in your plants by Samhain night the Faries would take them. Perhaps I am part Fairy…after all I am half Irish!
Loreena McKennitt is so Samhain to me! Her voice, the mystery in the music…it all speaks to me of meditation and smoke and freedom to chant wildly with others in a spiral dance as the new year rings in at Midnight on November 1…or on the actual 15 degree of Scorpio date (Nov. 6th this year) that brings it full.
Sugar Skulls gotten from Sunset Park and Ossi di Morti from the Sicilian bakery in Bensonhurst…coming in this week to my home to remind us that life indeed is sweet.
This year I buried a mother. I lost my biological mother. She is in a grave somewhere in Pennsylvania next to my biological father. She is not in that grave only the parts of her we left for the Earth Mother to use. It has been 9 years since I have had a Samhain with a dead relative to communicate with. Yet, as of yet…I do not feel her. I am pretty sure she’s moved on, curled up in the womb of some other mother be it human or other form that is carrying her now…not her…her essence…her being.
I suppose that since the veil is so thin….thin for me for months since her passing when at the moment of her death when I was 200 miles away I smelled the most amazing scent. Full of earth and hay, cigarettes, and flowers. It was all around me. Stinky and funky. I thought it was me or my cats or something in the house, but no I was the only one who smelled it! I smelled it again several times…each time it grew fainter. Then it was gone.
I was a disappointment to my mother. I was/am a Witch, a theater person, a musician and I married men out of the faith she raised me in. I didn’t come to see her. She didn’t seem to care. She never really did. I think she blamed herself for my way of begin. She told me I was born with the Caul…which to the Irish is the sign of a Witch birth.
I am a Caulbearer. I am. I know that the beginning of my life it was all set down. I know I am here to be on this particular path. From the first time I saw the Virgin Mary in our church on a gigantic mural I knew that is who God was…Goddess is.
Of course…tarot cards given to me by my fathers Strega mother and palm reading and my mother’s affinity for the wheel of the year, the moon and nature added to it….of course.
The wind was whipping me with its intensity today as bits of the sky, October blue with its fading yellow sun surrounded me. It is Samahin time.
I will put out an altar for my dead. I suggest you do the same. A simple thing consisting of some food and a note or two as well as a candle to light their way.
I find it really does make the holiday special. Then listen. Don’t chant or sing or dance. Listen for their voices.