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    Pagan Prompts no. 3: Coping with Overwhelm

    PROMPT: How do you cope with overwhelm? Are you good at it, and do you have strategies for it? Do you see it coming, or feel like you are hit by it unexpectedly? Is it related to burnout, or something you can prepare for better in the more relaxed times? When you do find yourself overwhelmed, do you turn to your Craft to help? Or does it demotivate you from practicing altogether? by it? I hope those questions aren’t overwhelming in and of themselves… but these are important factors to consider. Often, overwhelm creeps up on us before we notice it. Being able to take a step back and look…

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    Turning to the Dark – An exclusive poem for PaganPagesOrg by Mabh Savage

      Turn to the dark, my love, Shield your eyes from the dying sun’s glare Give me your weathered hands, here Thrust them into my darkening hair Stroke my locks, my love, Twine them in your fingers tight Now you may look, open up, Take your first step into the night. Walk with me, my love, Take each faltering step Seeks the stars, the moon, Find where the secrets are kept. Take a breath of this air, so chill, Watch the ghosts in your steaming sigh, Turn again, this way, up the hill, Let us strive toward the sky. Feel the heart of the cooling Earth Feel the thrum of…

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    The Chrysalis – Poetry

        A time of harvest, And a time of shedding. Of death, and beginning anew.   Dark nights bloom as ravens song. And moon on ravens wings. The chill of the air and the crunch in the leaves.   Crisp apples and the scent of decay. The lingering smoke of spent candles. Coalesces with the smoke of the fires.   Tears, as we honor the memories,  Those who have gone before us. The fetch the water for the next generations.   As I shed my skin, As I crawl into this cocoon. I dissolve.   Knowing my depths. Demons of the deep ocean, And stygian deep.   Grand chaos.…

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    Pagan Prompts: Journal Prompts for a Witch’s Self Reflection – No. 1

    No. 1: Environment is Everything   Environment has everything to do with your magical and mundane success & health. This month’s Pagan Prompt: what does home look, feel, sound, taste, and smell like for you? How can your home be more energetically receptive and conducive to your work? This prompt is great to do in your environment as an observational exercise. And you can take this as a step toward exploring ways you can make your environment more your own. In Ayurvedic medicine, the first step to healing is identifying the flaws in the environment. It’s not uncommon for an Ayurvedic healer to visit the home of a patient, or…

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    As Above, So Below (How the Stars Became Our Hearts)

    Duality: Harvest Blessings     Blessed be the shores of Acheron, Blessed be the coming of the dawn. Blessed be the buds of spring And the bees that gather on.   Blessed be the pure and true. Blessed be the morning dew  Blessed be the pink and green. Blessed be the blue.     Blessed be the heat and sweat. Blessed be the sun. Blessed be the steamy wet. Blessed be the fun.   Blessed are the bees, As they toil to me the honey. And blessed are we. As we toil to make the money.     Blessed be the fires burning. Blessed be the year of turning. Blessed…

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    Poetry – Exclusive for PaganPagesOrg by Mabh Savage ‘Summer’s Last Hurrah

    An exclusive poem for PaganPagesOrg by Mabh Savage celebrating the last heady days of Summer before the Autumn Equinox and the final harvests, via the wanderings of a lone witch.     I say hi to the crows Perched on slate roofs Raucously gossiping   I admire the bees Purposeful in purple Claiming the lavender I dodge the ants Single minded march Carrying more than I   I nod to the magpies Superstition on wings Black and white made grey   I shiver in the breeze Late summer caress A promise of fall (But someone to catch)   I sigh in the sun Warm honey-pour bright The last, loving light…

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    Poetry – Lúnasa

      We come to eat, we come to play To revel in the joy of the sun The heat of the height of the year The Solstice has come and gone. We bring in the first grains And pick first fruits to share We store away for later months We pickle and prepare. And while we feast and compete We honour those who came before By being better Being kinder Being something more For this green and graceful world Fragile in some ways But She’ll go on after us Nature stays, always stays… Let us hold the sun in our hearts Let us give space for the wild Let us…

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    Poem – Spinning The Sun

    Spinning The Sun   Height of the sun So high, so high Ground wavering and melting In the heat haze Call me to your soul Deep love, deep light Yet burning danger Consuming fire Nothing in part-measures Aching, desperate Passion so bright Call me to your home The heart of the desert The source of the hot spring The centre of the mountain Ready to burst Ash and fire Over the land Call me to your music Dancing the round Spinning the sun Clattering bells that Glisten and sparkle As boots hit the ground Over and over Beating the drum Beating the heart The thrum of blood Bursting through Summer’s…

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    May Day Fire: An Ode to An Mórrígan

    Burning in me I feel Beltaine fires Changing the season The reason For moving and trying so hard My tears won’t quench this fire My fear won’t scare it away My howls bring laughter Strong and clear Yet never mocking Stand in the circle Grasp the sword’s blade Heft the rock The whetstone Sharpen it, sharpen it, sharpen it Now make the cuts Forge your path Feel the fire burn Six months from Samhain Either way But now we stand We yearn We burn Then rise anew While Her laughter rings out Kind, clear, and true.   *Image: Bonfire on the beach photo by Hans Isaacson on Unsplash   **…

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    Poetry by Angela C Wood

        Witch’s Trance counting down from 5 to 1 relax your body and mind reaching down to number 4 seeing 3 so you see more   for 2 it takes you to the deep finding love and finding peace I will bring you to this dance fully charged in the Witch’s Trance   release your worries and your woes feeling lifted as your light grows charging up to find the truth getting rid of what’s no use   enjoying peace and harmony in this place will show your power, strength and ability to nurture the seeds you sow   a time for you, your needs are met goals and…