Hallowe’en, Samhain, the Witches’ New Year,

The veil ‘tween worlds almost dissolved,

Eerie Night fills some with trepidation and fear

But this time may see Mystery and Wisdom unfold.

In celebration do we honour our dead;

And warmly greet blessed ancestors,

Cast the circle that no ghoul may within tread,

And seek vision in water’d cauldron a-Wester.*1

Old Crone, the wise-woman now holds the throne,

She of darkness, death and rebirth –

She is the Goddess of all that is unknown

As Nature herself withdraws down to earth.

Old Man, Lord of Shadows reigns

The Psycho-pomp Master of the ways*2

Ready to lead us through ethereal planes,

If we would but hearken to that which he says.

Dark and fearsome may this god and goddess seem

Yet the balance of Summer and Light and Abundance

They are the Holders of the spirit world unseen

Aiding us through the Void, in wisdom’s silence.

Hallowe’en, Samhain, the Witches’ New Year,

We honour and celebrate those gone-before,

Asking for wisdom and knowledge – truth sincere

With ritual and respect, following ye olde lore.

Lord of Shadows; Winter god

Lord of Shadows; Winter god

Blessed Samhain!

*(1) – “And seek vision in water’d cauldron a-Wester.”
This refers to the cast circle, where as part of the ritual, the cauldron is filled with water, placed in the West position, and is used as a scrying tool, looking for a vision within the water.
*(2) – “The Psycho-pomp Master of the ways”
Psycho-pomp is something or someone who guides the soul of those recently passed away to their resting place/the next world. They help the soul through the ‘limbo-world’, the place between life gone and the next appropriate world.

After Effects of An Inner Journey


Goddess (Photo credit: junibears)

Calm clear and self-assured
Heady within from what I endured
What happened in that trance-state?
I have returned as a blank space
My forehead throbs warm, super-aware
My eyes feel too big with an emboldened stare
These hands that write feel separate from me
I am vacant, thought-less inside this living body
These words that I write happen by themselves
No conscious thought not having to delve
Slowly yet surely to myself I return
Vaguely questioning what did I learn?
What in Goddess’ name just happened here?
A meditative journey became a weird session, confused and unclear
Dream-like fragments that broke as the Conscious arose
Unable to capture where my Spirit did go
Other times and journeys I have remembered every thing
Yet here and now there is almost a – Nothing
I am left with questions but at far remove
For still I am not quite myself, I assume
That I will return fully some-when soon.
To ask of the Goddess and Horned God a message and boon
Seems to have been a powerful complex wyrd affair-
Caution: I advise you to use the utmost care
Quiet within and quiet without
I trust that my Soul knows what this is about
And maybe, Goddess willing, will choose to eventually tell me
So I end this whole strange event with So mote it be!

This poem may need a bit of an explanation. I originally intended to write a poem titled ‘The Goddess Mind.’ But it wasn’t coming out right; I knew what I wanted to say but couldn’t seem ton put it together in the way I wanted. Feeling restless, I decided to do a meditation-slash-Trance-journey, to connect with my deities, to ask their advice on the matter. This poem is the after-effects of that journey – exactly how I felt when I ‘came back’. A very strange experience! And, this writing is what came out naturally as soon as I picked up my pen. So, from writing to Meditative Journeying to Feeling to Writing something else!

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