mani and sonna

at the dawn of this new day i see coming from the east a gold coach,driven by a maiden with flame coloured hair, she wears a cloak of ultramarine blue, she drives horses dappled in white and grey.

as she draws near i say Hail Sonna goddess of the day and welcome, she doesn't reply but as if to say thank you she sends a warming breeze in her wake. as she disappears over the hills to the west, i say with a shout hail and fare thee well,

another coach i see all in silver, the horses black , and the driver wears a star studded purple cloak, hail Mani lord of the night. he wishes me well and as a gift leaves a wish.

the dragon

01 February

the party and the dragon

I stand on the shore of a great lake, mountains along the sides.

I hear the sounds of a distant drum beat

haunted by the sound i follow to where it seems to be coming from. i enter a wooded area , sunlight streams through the tree tops. the wood thickens into a forest, an awareness of the forest creatures looking at me.

onward deeper and deeper into the forest i come to a water fall, the undines play in the stream below the fall. the sound of the drums are louder but still a long way off, i continue along the path.

leaving the forest i find myself on a hill. it is night, a small town below, the sky glows red and orange from the fires in town. entering the gates the drums are joined by other instruments. people dancing in the streets, much joy and merry making. i join the dance.

above the din , i become aware of the sound of a great flying beast. i look up, above the town walls a great dragon in full flight, her wings out spread, glow of every colour of the rainbow

the eye

20 January

19/1/2009

after reading rudements of rune lore

i settled down to sleep

as i drifted, 8n my mine i saw an eye a human? eye , no full face but it had eye brows and lashes a dark green colur.

i woke rather wirh a jolt. but soon drifted off again.

a curious thing.

journey man

25 December

I Stand on the shore of a great lake , it is night , and the moon is bright there is a slight chill in the air .

the moon becomes me forward. i find myself riding an animal faster and faster to wards the light of the moon.

i find my self in a wooded clearing, a voice in the mist beckons me forward deeper and deeper into the woods.

a clearing a stone before me with a stag standing off to one side. the sun is up its light shining golden through the trees. the light and heat invigorate my soul. as it shines on the stone before me. a goddess dressed in shining silver gown dances a god with a pipe music in the woods to one side.the stone appears to have runes writen on it your life is in the hands of your god(odin) the year has turned, go forth for the harvest is nigh.

i walk on into a cave the light at first is dimming then a new light at the end of a tunnel. i find my self on the top of a hill at twlight in the distance a torch is lit. i move towards it.

the sound of the pipes fade i walk staff in hand ever onward to a new dawn,

15 January

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"