Thursday, 17 November 2016

QURAN 81 (1-14)


When the sun is overthrown,
And when the stars fall,
And when the hills are moved,
And when the camels big with young are abandoned,
And when the wild beasts are herded together,
And when the seas rise,
And when souls are reunited,
And when the girl-child that was buried alive is asked;
For what sin she was slain,
And when the pages are laid open,
And when the sky is torn away,
And when Hell is lighted,
And when the garden is brought nigh,
Then every soul will know what it hath made ready.


Saturday, 12 November 2016

HYMN TO PAN BY JOHN FLETCHER


SING his praises that doth keep
Our flocks from harm,
Pan, the father of our sheep;
And arm in arm
Tread we softly in a round,
Whilst the hollow neighbouring ground
Fills the music with her sound.


Pan, O great God Pan, to thee
Thus do we sing!
Thou who keepst us chaste and free
As the young spring:
Ever be thy honour spoke
From that place the morn is broke
To that place day doth unyoke!


The Oxford Book of English Verse, Oxford: Clarendon Press 1919


Friday, 11 November 2016

DO YOU HEAR THE PEOPLE SING?


[Enjolras:]
Do you hear the people sing?
Singing a song of angry men?
It is the music of a people
Who will not be slaves again!
When the beating of your heart
Echoes the beating of the drums
There is a life about to start
When tomorrow comes!

[Combeferre:]
Will you join in our crusade?
Who will be strong and stand with me?
Beyond the barricade
Is there a world you long to see?

[Courfeyrac:]
Then join in the fight
That will give you the right to be free!

[All:]
Do you hear the people sing?
Singing a song of angry men?
It is the music of a people
Who will not be slaves again!
When the beating of your heart
Echoes the beating of the drums
There is a life about to start
When tomorrow comes!

[Feuilly:]
Will you give all you can give
So that our banner may advance
Some will fall and some will live
Will you stand up and take your chance?
The blood of the martyrs
Will water the meadows of France!

[All:]
Do you hear the people sing?
Singing a song of angry men?
It is the music of a people
Who will not be slaves again!
When the beating of your heart
Echoes the beating of the drums
There is a life about to start
When tomorrow comes


From the musical Les Misérables by Claude-Michel Schönberg, Alain Boublil, Jean-Marc Natel (French lyrics), Herbert Kretzmer (English lyrics) and James Fenton (English additional lyrics).


JERUSALEM BY WILLIAM BLAKE (1757 – 1827)


And did those feet in ancient time,
Walk upon England's mountains green?
And was the holy Lamb of God,
On England's pleasant pastures seen?
And did the Countenance Divine,
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here,
Among these dark Satanic Mills?



Bring me my bow of burning gold!
Bring me my arrows of desire!
Bring me my spear! O clouds, unfold!
Bring me my chariot of fire!
I will not cease from mental fight,
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand,
Till we have built Jerusalem,
In England's green and pleasant land.






BUFFALO SPRINGFIELD: FOR WHAT IT'S WORTH (1967)


Here’s something happening here.
What it is ain't exactly clear.
There’s a man with a gun over there.
Telling me I got to beware.
I think it's time we stop, children, what’s that sound?
Everybody look what's going down.

There's battle lines being drawn.
Nobody’s right if everybody's wrong.
Young people speaking their minds.
Getting so much resistance from behind.
I think it's time we stop, hey, what's that sound?
Everybody look what's going down.

What a field-day for the heat.
A thousand people in the street.
Singing songs and carrying signs.
Mostly say, hooray for our side.
It’s time we stop, hey, what's that sound?
Everybody look what's going down.

Paranoia strikes deep.
Into your life it will creep.
It starts when you're always afraid.
You step out of line, the man come and take you away.
We better stop, hey, what's that sound?
Everybody look what's going down.

Stop, hey, what's that sound?
Everybody look what's going down.
Stop, now, what's that sound?
Everybody look what's going down.
Stop, children, what's that sound?
Everybody look what's going down.





Sunday, 30 October 2016

THE HEARTH OF THE TURNING WHEEL HALLOWTIDE RITUAL 2011 - 2016


Introduction

This ritual requires a light in the east, a skull in the west, a stang near the north-west and the larger cauldron in the centre. All present should bring their own chalice or drinking horn.

Oil, incense, salt and water used as per usual practice.

Centring or grounding

“Now upon this Hallows night
Let spring open the dark gates of winter
By call of crow and toad beneath the stone
By smoke, by spirit, by flesh, blood and bone.”

Call of the Robin and the Marion

“Beloved Bloodmother of this our clan. Welcome us at this time, with your heart and womb. Let us learn to live in love with all you are and so our seeking spirit shall serve the Sacred Blood.”

“Beloved Father, speak to us in vision and do not abandon us to the grave. Nor hand us over to Hard Fate utterly, nor those whom our love protects.”

All in unison: “By the fire of dreams and the compulsion of sorcery. By knowledge, daring will and silence. By the tides of Earth, Sea and Sky. By flesh, blood and bone we call thee.”

All turn slowly on the spot widdershins while one other reads:

“We conjure thee compass round,
Be ye cast and be ye bound.
By road above and road below,
By snake and hare and toad and crow.”
(pause)

“By red spirits, white spirits, grey spirits and black,
We conjure thee by threefold track.
Be ye cast and be ye bound,
Hallowed be O compass round.”

Blessing and anointing with oil

When finished, return to the centre and bless the oil. Take a suitable oil and using wand, athame or hand bless and say: “I do consecrate and bless this oil, to drive out all impurities and make fit for use in this our rite.”

Each person will anoint the person to their left with this sign:


While saying: “You have walked this path in spirit (and) now (you) do so in flesh.” Please note that words in brackets are optional.

Blessing the elements

Light the incense, using wand, athame or hand bless and say: “I do consecrate and bless thee, O' elements of air and fire, to drive out all impurities and make thee fit for use in this our rite.”

Put three pinches of salt into the water, using wand, athame or hand bless and say: “I do consecrate and bless thee, O' elements of water and earth, to drive out all impurities and make thee fit for use in this our rite.”

Pick up the incense and say: “I scent this circle with air and warm this circle with fire. This I do in the name and power of our God the Lord of the Greenwood.”

Then carry the incense around the circle widdershins.

Pick up the bowl of salt-water and say: “With water and salt the symbol of our labour. I cleanse and bless this place in the name and power of our Goddess the Lady of the night.”

Sprinkle a little salt-water around the circle widdershins or at each compass point, north, south, east and then west.

Hallowing the compass: opening

I call thee, red spirits of the Eastward road.
Keepers of the flame of enlightenment and the blade of cunning.

I call thee, white spirits of the Southward road.
Keepers of the bones of memory and the stone of wisdom.

I call thee, grey spirits of the Westward road.
Keepers of the mighty waters and the cauldron of transformation.

I call thee, black spirits of the Northward road
Keepers of the dark winds of spirit and the skull of initiation.

All in unison: “We call thee, we call thee, we call thee. By flesh, blood and bone we call thee.”

Central focus

“Lo, there do I see my Father.
Lo, there do I see my Mother.
And my Sisters and my Brothers.
Lo, there do I see the line of my people back to the beginning.
They do bid me to take my place among them.”

Pause and then say (Griffith 2011):

“We stand between the quick and the dead.
We honour our ancestors, known and unknown.”

All present take a drink and then each in turn pours the remainder of their chalice contents into the cauldron.

“Ancestral powers of this our blood,
We are your people, guard us well.
By earth and air, by fire and flood,
By magick mime and spoken spell.”

Each person present takes a biscuit and taking a bite, crumbles the remainder into the cauldron.

Additional poetry may be included at this point followed by a few moments of silence in remembrance of the ancestors.

Hallowing the compass: closing

Grey Spirits of the Westward road, we thank you for your presence and aid in our rite and we bid you farewell.

White Spirits of the Southward road, we thank you for your presence and aid in our rite and we bid you farewell.

Red Spirits of the Eastward road, we thank you for your presence and aid in our rite and we bid you farewell.

Black Spirits of the Northward road, we thank you for your presence and aid in our rite and we bid you farewell.

All in unison: “We thank thee, we thank thee, we thank thee. By flesh, blood and bone we thank thee.”

Final closing

After a pause all in unison say: “By the fire of dreams and the compulsion of sorcery. By knowledge, daring will and silence. By the tides of Earth, Sea and Sky. May all beings and powers of the visible and invisible depart in peace. By flesh, blood and bone we do thank thee.”

One solitary voice: “This rite is now ended, may all depart in peace, with our blessings.”


The Chattering Magpie/Hearth of the Turning Wheel ©2011

REFERENCES

Artisson R.(2006) The Witching Way of the Hollow Hill: the gramaryre of the Folk who dwell below the mound. Owlblink Bookcrafting Company USA.
Chattering Magpie (Griffith D.B.) (2007) The Hearth of the Turning wheel Samhain ritual 2006. Hedge Wytch magazine issue 40 Samhain/November 2007 pp32-37
Chattering Magpie (Griffith D.B.) (2011) The Hearth of the Turning Wheel Hallowing of the Compass. Silver Wheel Volume 3. pp134-135.
Crichton M. (1976) Eaters of the dead. Knopf.
Gary G (2008) Traditional Witchcraft – A Cornish book of ways. Troy Books.
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Jones E.J. (1994) The Roebuck in the thicket. Capall Bann.
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Eachwen Colldwr (Palfreyman J.) (2010) The Hearth of the Turning Wheel Hallowtide Ritual 2009. Silver Wheel Volume 2. pp50-54
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Valiente D. (1978) Witchcraft for tomorrow. Robert Hale, London.


Hallantide by Gemma Gary


Upon this night of Hallantide,
The veil betwixt to rend and part,
We conjure forth the Midnight ride,
By Devil’s Horn and Witching Arte.

Spirits of old arise ye forth,
Let quick and dead conjoin this night,
By the way ‘twixt West and North,
Let begin the Elder Rite!

Spirits, beasts and ghostly rade,
Open now the Way of the Dead,
Wilde horde of Witch and shade,
Open the way that Huntsman’s-led.

Cavalcade of Fellows all,
Ride ye forth with Devil’s speed,
Ride ye forth at Midnight’s call,
By Night-Mare’s hoof and spirit-steed.

By flight of moth by bat and owl,
By spirit path and old Corpse Way,
By Hunter’s horn and black hound’s howl,
By haunted track and ancient Ley.

Go ye forth in the Old One’s Name,
Throughout and about, without and within,
By the light of the Devil’s flame,
Let the Wild Hunt begin!

Incantation taken from ‘The Devil’s Dozen: Thirteen Craft Rites of the Old One’ by Gemma Gary. Published by Troy Books UK 2014. Text used with permission.



Saturday, 29 October 2016

The Red Flag (Jim Connel 1889)


The people's flag is deepest red,
It shrouded oft our martyred dead,
And ere their limbs grew stiff and cold,
Their hearts' blood dyed its ev'ry fold.

Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we'll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep the red flag flying here.

Look 'round, the Frenchman loves its blaze,
The sturdy German chants its praise,
In Moscow's vaults its hymns are sung
Chicago swells the surging throng.

Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we'll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep the red flag flying here.

It waved above our infant might,
When all ahead seemed dark as night;
It witnessed many a deed and vow,
We must not change its colour now.

Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we'll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep the red flag flying here.

It well recalls the triumphs past,
It gives the hope of peace at last;
The banner bright, the symbol plain,
Of human right and human gain.

Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we'll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep the red flag flying here.

It suits today the weak and base,
Whose minds are fixed on pelf and place
To cringe before the rich man's frown,
And haul the sacred emblem down.

Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we'll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep the red flag flying here.

With heads uncovered swear we all
To bear it onward till we fall;
Come dungeons dark or gallows grim,
This song shall be our parting hymn.

Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we'll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep the red flag flying here.