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    Make it so – Poetry of Angela C Wood

      Make it so   think it so and it will come the dreams that cannot hide believe it will and make it so the pictures you see inside   you have the power to create anything you need realize and generate that thought that was the seed   become the life dreaming big passing on you sum make it so this is your will think it so, it will become   realize your dreams come true the blessed ideas that come from you release the thought as it is done believe the thought it will become   *(Photo by Timothy Perry on Unsplash)   ** About the Author: Greetings…

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    Abroad at Samhain

    A New Samhain Poem by Mabh Savage Exclusive to PaganPagesOrg     A halfway house Twixt autumn and winter Cold for us Frozen for others Yet warm and barely golden For some. So many different Samhains So many calls to the dead So many nods to ancestors Mentors Friends of fur and feather Or those family we chose For ourselves. Wherever in the world You celebrate the turn Towards darkness Remember turnips Painstakingly carved Apple peels thrown over shoulders Candles lit while looking in the mirror The butter and cream left out For those who come Perhaps uninvited But never spurned or mocked. Be safe Walk well Ward well Hold…

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    I Am – Poetry of Angela C Wood

      I AM   I am a good eclectic witch and I embrace my natural gifts enhancing life to manifest with open hands, I will get   I am a caring natural witch open to my powerful shift accepting in my colourful flow and changing in each step I grow   I am a gifted joyful witch deserving my practical myth creating me a future life from within has taken flight   with harm to no-one so I will it, it will become with Angela’s majic this spell is done   *(Photo by Adrien King on Unsplash)   ** About the Author: Greetings it’s nice to be able to introduce…

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    Road to Runes

    Road to Runes: Ehwaz – A Journey in Trust   I finally got a new set of runes. In fact, it’s one I’ve had for a long time that I was going to sell, years ago, but for some reason have clung onto. Now I know why! It’s a set of carnelian tumble stones (rocks shaken in a tumbling machine until they are smooth) each inscribed with one of the Elder Futhark. I don’t go in for a whole lot of crystal magic as mining crystals has a lot of negative impacts on the Earth and the people involved. However, I also don’t waste what I have, and these are…

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    Words – Poetry

    WORDS Before the written word, there was the spoken word. Before the chronicles of history, there were stories. Before tabloids and the messy spawn of scandalous gossip, ballads and epic poems sounded in mouths of bards and minnesingers. Against the blind furies of forgetfulness, arose high cultures of memory. Long before civilized humanity slumped into pulp fiction and sado-masochistic fantasies, myths were weaving threads of truth into archetypes, extending the dimensions of reality. Guiding words of fire’s intensity and eloquence resonate joyously through the alchemic laboratories of time! You who have befriended Tolkien and the Shire, Arthur, Merlin, and voyagers to the Isle of Women, far, far off in the…

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    Dancing Into Summer – Poetry

      Pick up your feet Your dancing feet Even if you’re stuck in one place Even if you’re body refuses Or simply can’t Close your eyes Let your thoughts dance Tap tap tapping down the corridors Of your mind Whirling in worlds Of soul and spirit Sending your essence flying high Towards a domed ceiling Candelabras shaking Under the onslaught of joy Dance, dance, dance into summer Heat waves a slave to the beat Solstice imbalance pouring Funk into the shadows Open the windows and Fly, fly out into blue Into fluffy white Into thirsty, hot afternoons And giddy evenings Sing, laugh, love Embrace the chaos that you can And…

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    Road to Runes

    Nauthiz – Need and Sacrifice   As part of my ongoing journey to understand more about the runes, I’ve decided to go totally random and use a rune generator rather than my physical set of runes. I’ve fallen out with these runes for personal reasons, and I do have another set but I don’t feel like I’m attuned to them yet. As frustrating as this purgatory-like stage is for divination purposes, it’s the ideal opportunity for getting some straight up learning in without questioning my own abilities or biases. The rune generator I’m using is ifate.com which I also chose at random after a quick Google search. This month I’ve…

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    Poem – Divine Love

      A poem for anyone that has ever felt pure love for or from their deities.   Love All my life I wondered about Divine love I have been devoted Twice before And felt adoration Awe Terror Humility And yes, a sort of love A connection beyond The mundane I knew I loved I appreciated I was grateful. But love? I didn’t feel it In return Maybe appreciated Maybe thanked or honoured When I followed through On oaths Commitments Daily devotionals But love? I didn’t expect it I didn’t miss it I didn’t yearn for it Because I was already So fulfilled   Then you came back Into my life…

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    Samildánach – Poetry

    Samildánach     Will I have any grain to bring To place on the stone within the ring? Will I have flesh to cut and burn And place inside the bubbling urn? Will I have neeps and spuds and carrots To fill these wide and simmering pots? Or shall I send my body’s milk, Sweet like parsnips, smooth like silk? Enough to feed a baby small Enough for summer, more for fall And more for winter still, my stock Is never under key and lock.   I am the harvest, am the land Though Tailtiu never took my hand I was not cleared; I am not feared I am the…

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    My Name is Freya – Poetry

    (Freya 2nd Edition created by the artist Samantha Chilton of SJChilton on Etsy and can be purchased from there.)     My name is Freya, Goddess of Love And yet I am no stranger to death Upon the battlefields you will find me Collecting warriors from their untimely death With death comes life – rebirth With day comes night My husband Odur is the symbol of the summer sun But now you and I celebrate the return to darkness The Wheel of Life turns round and round So now before we turn inwards Celebrate all that you have achieved Celebrate all that you are Stand tall with the mighty oak,…