Samhain Blessings

Samhain Blessings

Samhain: The Witches New Year

Time when the fields lie empty and the year lies down. The gates of life swing open, the dead lean in.

Our world's veil is at its thinnest; we peer through the lace to find that growing edge.

We meet in Deep Time, everywhere and nowhere, to greet the triple goddess who is the circle of rebirth. Over one shoulder lean the ancestors; over the other, unborn future beings peer. 

Remember this: we are 4 billion years old.

It's taken evolution all this time to produce us, and our action will express that genius. We're an unfinished animal, fighting metaphysical battles in the physical world; flesh and breath in confrontation with abstractions. This is the battle of the human epic.

Modern stories of our powerful vision express a reclaimed, authentic future, a remedy.

Exalt in the never-ending journey of change. Seed becomes fruit. Fruit becomes seed. The beloved dead surround us, calling us to use our lives while we can in the service of the bigger life. The unborn future crowds 'round, waiting. It's up to us.

This chaos is a seedbed for the future. 

Oak Chezar © Mother Tongue Ink 2019

Qutress art, Samhain seasonal ritual writing from We'Moon, lunar datebook and astrological calendar

I am You © Qutress 2018

 

Samhain Blessings

Pssst . . . wanna know a secret? There is no “veil” between the worlds. We are always in multiple dimensions, and the veils, when there are any, are all in our heads!

What is sacred today on Samhain is our communal decision to come together and venture beyond our imagined fail-safe points. Take your mother’s, sister’s, daughter’s, lover’s hand and walk bravely up to Death. Introduce yourself. Say hello.

What a wonderful and holy time to practice leaping over the edge of Surrender into the dark juiciness of all Unknown.

Death is just a doorway between particle and wave, and every particle of our being dissolves into wave every nanosecond of our existence—and then collapses back into the same old, same old who we think we are. NOT if we pay attention! Not if we think who we are is pure consciousness and out of that mystery decide to shapeshift ourselves into beings with great wings, beings shining with internal light, beings who dance an open spiral around the limits of death and life.

Miriam Dyak © Mother Tongue Ink 2015

Witches art by Hrana Janto feminist purple witchWitches © Hrana Janto 1999

Miriam Dyak (Seattle, WA) All my life is poetry. Close to 60 years of writing poems, journals, books and not about to stop. I am a Social Artist, Voice Dialogue facilitator and teacher, dream weaver, gardener of souls. miriam(at)miriamdyak.com

Hrana Janto (Tillson, NY) I have long been inspired by mythology, history, fantasy, the natural world and the sacred. Works include: The Goddess Oracle (US Games), book covers, Goddess calendars, children’s books and more. 

Oak Chezar (Jamestown, CO) a radical dyke, performance artist, Women's Studies professor, psychotherapist, writer, & semi-retired barbarian. She lives in a straw bale, womyn-built house. She just published Trespassing, a memoir about Greenham Common Womyn's Peace Camp. Whilst working & playing towards the decimation of patriarchy & industrial civilization, she carries water. oakchezar@gmail.com 

Pat Malcolm (Albuquerque, NM) My work has been focused on the understanding that we humans are an intrinsic part of the natural world. I began painting wildlife in the early 1990's and they evolved into "Icons of Nature," using egg tempera paints on traditional gesso boards to capture the essence of the animals I met in both the outer world and my own inner world. 

Qutress (Chicago, IL) A Chicago artist with an afrofuturist touch to bruja realms. Visit more of her art on ig@qutress or qutress.com 




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