my book of shadows
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  • Capítulos 28
  • Tempo 30m
  • Leituras 270
  • Votos 3
  • Capítulos 28
  • Tempo 30m
Em andamento, Primeira publicação em fev 23, 2023
hello  I am a pagan non denominational high priest of a luciferin order and this is my personal and my covens book of shadows. in it you will find all I know about the craft and the way i myself choose to preform rites and rituals as well as those of my coven. my only hope and goal for this work is to teach other about this path. so please copy a thing you wish or just use it as is. I hope you learn something new. blessed be and marry meet
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It is the autumn equinox, or the death day, the time to contact those that have gone before. Everyone closes their eyes and are silent to commune with the spirits. I had never tried to contact spirits before. But this year I seek my mother. She died this day, fourteen years ago; my birthday. My position in the ceremony is shadow maker. This is a role that I have played since I was old enough to carry the marker staff. It is a rod the length of my forearm tapered at the lower end and holding a clear stone at the top. I hold it high in the air waiting. It catches the light, and its shadow forms an eye directly in the middle of the equinox stones. Spirits surround me. They stop and nod, or at least make eye contact before moving on. "Mother?" She could be an older version of myself. She smiles at me, then, fades as an old presence joins me. This spirit isn't just old; it's ancient. It exudes wisdom and understanding, peace and culture. We celebrate, together, to the music of creation. I seem to know the dance but not as well as she. We are alone only briefly before being joined by another. They dance as if they know each other's every move. I try to keep up. When I falter, they smile, laugh and show me how. There is no passage of time. We dance together for an instant and forever. I shouldn't, but I open my eyes. My shadow, marking the equinox, isn't a shadow, it is a shimmering swirl of blended light. The stone in the top of my staff is flicking with a brilliant white accented by scintillating bands of many colours. I quickly close my eyes but the ancients are gone. We all open our eyes. My shadow falls through the standing stones as it should. And it is black, also, as it should be. They had danced with me.
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I am a solitary, ecletic neopagan witch. The information I share with you here is gathered and distilled from books, articles, other webpages, other Pagans, other witches, meditations, visionary journeys, and listening to my inner voice. I am not a prophetess, priestess, or the direct channeled voice of the Goddess, nor do I wish for anyone to place me on such a pedestal. I'm afraid of heights. But most of all, I think there is too much of that sort of posturing in Paganism these days. This is how I celebrate and live my religion. These are the reasons why. That is what I want to share with you. You may find a grain of wisdom or truth or just the right ritual to suit you here, and put it to use in your own life. You might not. And that doesn't mean that either of us is right, or wrong, but that what is right for me may or may not be right for you, and visa versa. The products of my creativity; poems, art, rituals or spells, I share here freely. I hope you find them enjoyable or useful. I enjoyed creating them. This doesn't mean they are in the public domain. They are copyrighted. Shared in perfect love and perfect trust. So Mote It Be.