Welcome to the Worlde of a Fated Fey, one who walks the Shadows between the OtherSide and this Dreamland. This is the Book of Shadows of a hereditary and self-taught Magickal Woman; a Dreamer who possesseth the lineage of Fae, Wytch and Starr Blood. Interwoven together to make an ecclectic source of Magick and Chaos. To walk between the Worldes of the Starrs, the Hidden Realms, the Spirit Worlde and to also Live a human life...

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

To Become Goddess...

The Precessions are Turning
The Worlde is still forming
Never an End,
Tis the Circle of Life.
The Gods are coming
I can hear Them calling.
Closer and Closer, Around and Around
Tis the Circle of Life.
Planets forming, Worldes colliding
Visions stand with biding.
Ask what it is you Seek
Is it Love, Is it greed, Is it Life, Is it Peace?
Children of the Gods,
Your Ears have pricked up,
Your Heart now palpitates,
Your Senses become clearer...
It is your Parents coming Nearer.
 Magick and Myth, Hystory and Bliss!
Entangle the weaves of the thread, to find your own Fate...

Let me take your hand
While I lead the way
To something so True
This secret I found
I want to share with you
Let me show you the path
That shines so bright
Let me show you
A different way of life
Maybe you will understand
If I gave you my hand
Will you follow and walk close by
If I showed you the way
To a life so Bright
This our True destiny
Will you walk away
When I try to explain
That it is our choice
What we find at the End
We can walk hand in hand
Down this path of Destiny
Together we can be Free
From this worlde not real
Will you follow me
To where we belong
Will you come with me
To this Life I have seen before
Or will you turn away
Misunderstood forever more
To find a different Destiny

Here's to the crazy ones, the misfits, the rebels, the trouble makers, the round pegs in the square holes... The ones who see things differently, they're not fond of rules. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them, but the only things you can't do is ignore them because they change things. They push the human race forward, and while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius, because the ones who are crazy enough to think that they can change the world, are the ones who do.

 The First Knowledge...
   The Craft is only part the of the way and must not be mistaken for the whole way. But in itself it is important, for it can be used to lighten burdens and help in the Great Work.
It is not for the weak, therefore know this: Some have the Power but most have it not. If you have it, it springs from within you, from the Will, the Mind and the Spirit; and it can be joined to external symbols. It must grow through practise, as you gain knowledge and skill.
The implements, words, symbols and spells are your working tools. You must be guided by the gods who dwell in your mind and body. Always remember that you must be stronger than the powers you evoke. Therefore to the Work, which is joy and strength and light and life everlasting.
 -Rosaleen Norton.

                                                        The Witches Rede...
Bide within the Witches Law ye must
In perfect Love and perfect Trust
Live you must and let to Live
Fairly take and fairly give
light of eye and soft of touch
Speak you little and listen you much
Honour the Olde ones in deed and name
Let Love and Light be our guides again
Merry meet and merry part
Bright the cheeks and warm the heart
Mind the Threefold Laws ye should
Three times bad and three times good
These eight words the Witches Rede fulfil;
'An it harm none, do what ye Will.'

Musings and Poetic Rambling...

Colours in the Sky
She flutters her wings and says her goodbyes
With her back turned against the dark, drab sky
Mischief twitches at her lips
And turns into a smile.
Her faded eyes are clouded over,
Wearing the remnants of a tattered mind.
Feeling lost and alone, confused between worlds,
She makes her choice,
And blindly feels the way.
The skies open up in into a cavernous rage;
It roars at the girl who dares choose a different way...
Her wings feel light, colours fill the sky
Her eyes open wide, staring with fright.
So long ago she remembered theyr was colour
Twas before theyr was only the darkness.
Curiosity soon becomes entwined with a mortal life
Her love for a darker world bound her to its life.
After a while her wings turned plain,
Poor little fallen angel, her wings were fading away.
Time went by and she would no longer know,
She could not remember,
She know longer knew.
For a long time she stayed torn
Blinded between love and pain.
She had learnt
What she does seek she most surely will find.
Her wings stretched wide, she dived
Gracefully from the sky
And fell into a human life.
Time passes longer theyr,
Almost like an eternity and a day
Til she once again had remembered
Theyr had been colours in the sky.

Lady with the long hair- Aradias;
(Goddess,sensual, motherly, sisterly, womanly). Blows through the winds of Time and gives choices/paths to take, each to a different future/reality. Up to you to choose which one/ the right choice. That is the quest, to find your True way. It is space, it is time, it is energy made up of Everything and anything. Treasure Chest. Do you want to go the long way or take a short cut to you treasure (Destiny). Angels of Time ride the heels of your quest, waiting to show you the way. You are the driver of your destiny, this is very important knowledge to know, remember and never forget.

 The cool touch of the hand of Despina
Carresses my soul, harbinger of Death and Life
She takeths what She giveths
Where are you my Love?
In the Shadows of my soul, in the depths of my heart
My head plays no part of what can be real
And what shall not
Like poetry she fills my muse, my mistress of Death
Death to the soul, Life to the immortal
Vanquish the daemons of my Life
The essence is pure, the motive is selfish
is it selfish to baske in the breath of immortality
When others have forsaken theyr Truth?
But mistress what is my Truth
Where does Truth begin and fiction end?
My search, my immortality
Must I forever be just a Dream?
Never apart, always together in my soul dreams
The key is locked away- but where
That is my final offering, my final answer
The Key- But Where?

And out of Madness and Eternal Loneliness you call Life
And from the Foreverness and Freedom you call death
It is Greater than that which you call Life
It is Love...
Love is my Reward, which is my Magickal Birth Right...

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