Herb and Candle

When many people think of witches, the classic image comes to mind of an old crone stirring her potion in a large black cauldron over a rolling fire.  The cauldron holding her magickal brew is met with awe and mystery, as it is the tool of her mystical conjuration.  For those of the craft, the cauldron has come to be a symbol placed upon pagan altars, or a tool placed within the sacred circle.  But what of the cauldron?  What lies beyond its association with hags stirring up malevolent intent? For many modern pagans, the cauldron is associated with the element water when used in rites and spells.  While I agree that the cauldron has a dominate symbolism of water, the versatility of this sacred tool is one it's most endearing features.  The very shape of the cauldron can be symbolic of the womb, feminine power, and the goddess....in whatever capacity she is known to the witch.  (While I use the term witch, I recognize that some aff...

In the quiet of sacred space, before the altar of Dionysus, did I craft this intoxicating blend. With my Lady Hestia observing to the side, I had already quieted my mind and spirit in Her presence. The tarot had been spread and for the third day I had once again been reminded of protection all around me, having drawn the same card speaking this to my spirit. Rather than lighting my white working candle, as is typical for my workings, I chose to light a lovely purple candle charged with purification for this time of crafting. Standing now before the altar dedicated to this god of liberation and ecstasy, I raise my hands and welcome His presence. I pour libation into the chalice and present it as an offering to the Lord Dionysus, the wild god being twice born. As I began to blend a sacred oil, I infuse my intention into the vial. For this will be an anointing oil to bless my lord. My heart is filled with a prayer that this blend be pleasing to Him. It seemed only fitting to start with ...

Whether it be the kiss of moonlight that comes over us and fills our souls with adoration, or be it the calm of trickling waters soothing our very essence; we all have a need for sacred space in our lives. The renewing presence of energy, separating ourselves from everything else, yet being fully connected at the same time. This is pure magic in itself. It's relatively easy to fix your mind and heart on sacred space while in the midst of nature and all it's beauty. But what about those times when you need to feel connected to the divine or need to open up your heart center right in the middle of your busy, hectic life? One of the great benefits of the pagan path is that our sanctuary is nature itself. We can connect with the divine or open up sacred space wherever we are, because we carry Spirit with us. I keep some things that are sacred to me on my desk at work so that if I need a charge through the day I can look at my "desk altar" and breath in Spirit. Ultimat...

When I started out in my pagan path, I didn't have a specific god or goddess that I called upon on a regular basis.  I observed a broader view of deity being One Source with both male and female aspects as the God and Goddess.  Eventually I began a relationship with the aspect of the goddess known as Gaia, and the God as Father Sky.  While I retain a relationship with both Mother Gaia and Father Sky, another aspect of the goddess began to enter my life. Nearly everyday for a few months, the name Hestia would come to me and I didn't know why.  I just kept thinking about Hestia and at times would find myself just speaking her name in a whisper to myself.  I came to realize that Hestia was, in fact, trying to make herself known to me.  I started studying about what history I could find on her.  The more I learned about her, the more I understood why we were drawn to each other.  Nevertheless, there was a nagging thought in the back of my mind, that...