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Written by Madame Aradia
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Saturday, 20 September 2008 19:43 |
 The autumn equinox, also know as Witches’ Thanksgiving or Mabon, falls on or around September 21st. This is the second harvest festival, celebrating the harvest of apples, corn, grapes, and some gourds and pumpkins. It is the time of year to begin preparing the garden for winter.
In ancient Greece, the autumn equinox was celebrated as Oschophoria, a day of festivities in honor of the grapes that were gathered for making wine. In China, the “Harvest Moon”, or the full moon of September, was celebrated honoring the harvest as well as family peace and togetherness. All over the world, the day was (and is) celebrated with bonfires and feasting.
To celebrate Mabon, plan a special dinner with cider, corn bread, and colcannon (like mashed potatoes, just add cabbage and onions)...even a turkey. Decorate your home with mums, autumn leaves, orange lights, and red, orange, and yellow candles. As symbols for the holiday, decorate with wheat, gourds, and Indian corn. Be sure to say a prayer of thanks.
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What is a "Book of Shadows"?
Originally, the "Book of Shadows" was a term that referred to a coven's collection of spells and secrets. In modern culture, the term is used to refer to a witch's personal diary and/or journal. The purpose is to keep a record of everything the witch learns and discovers. While usually kept private, I have decided to make mine public in the form of a blog. I have done this in the hopes of helping other find magic in everyday life, and especially in the practice of gardening.
My Latest...
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Now the Moon
madamearadia posted a photo:
Slowly, silently, now the moon
Walks the night in her silver shoon;
This way, and that, she peers, and sees
Silver fruit upon silver trees;
One by one the casements catch
Her beams beneath the silvery thatch;
Couched in his kennel, like a log,
With paws of silver sleeps the dog;
From their shadowy cote the white breasts peep
Of doves in silver feathered sleep
A harvest mouse goes scampering by,
With silver claws, and silver eye;
And moveless fish in the water gleam,
By silver reeds in a silver stream.
-Walter de la Mare, "Silver"
3/4/2010
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Deprived
madamearadia posted a photo:
If only I could touch with these hands, speak with this mouth, and love with this heart which you have stolen.
2/25/2010
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Snow Ivy
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Paperwhites
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In the Broken Places
madamearadia posted a photo:
The storm is wild enough for sailing
The bridge is weak enough to cross
This body frail enough for fighting
I'm home enough to know I'm lost...
Home enough to know I'm lost...
-Jars of Clay "Faith Enough"
4/13/2007
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