The Chandelier UFO or “8 Pointed Star” released in the first wave of the UFO files matches the encounter in this October 1967 clip of two police constables describing their experience over Okehampton, UK.🧐🤔
Those men who once argued whether it was best to hang a witch from an elm, oak or sweet chestnut are the men who today argue about which rifle is best, which weed killer is best at devastating life. – Faith Mordant, Barrow Wisdom Coven, 1972 #WitchWednesday
Witchcraft is an ache in us to connect to the land... The witch's book is the land itself
Emily Banting, Cunning County
Rituals & Declarations Vol 1 Issue 4
- words by #EmilyBanting as brought forth by @cultauthor at @RitualsZine
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@HooklandGuide#WitchWednesday
BLUEBELL A dangerous & potent fairy flower; the Scottish name for the plant is 'Deadmen's Bells'. To hear the ring of a Bluebell is to hear one's death knell. A Bluebell wood is full of fairy woven spells & enchantments #FolkloreThursday#GothicSpring
🎨Rheam; Froud
The Celtic goddess Rhiannon has 3 magical blackbirds, whose singing imparts the mystic secrets of the otherworld & lulls the living to sleep so they can journey in trance. In our world the blackbird sings at dusk & dawn - times of shifting & transformation. #FairyTaleTuesday
Once upon a time the Ancient Isles of #Britain teemed with #Faeries, both kind and malicious.
Their decline dates from the coming of the railways. Cold iron is death to the People of the Hills.
A few remain in wilder places, especially in the West.
#fairylore#folklore
In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer. And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there's something stronger – something better, pushing right back. - Albert Camus
Odin walks among us still; sometimes by lonely roads, sometimes by well-trodden thoroughfares. If you come across Wōden the Wise Wanderer, Old One Eye Himself, with his birds about him, you might think him a tramp or a madman, and not know the Father Himself passed your way!
Remember, when in Darkness: you have to descend, before you can ascend! And there are treasures in the Darkness! Plunder them! Bring them out with you! The Light you find in deepest Darkness is the greatest treasure!🌟
We must free ourselves from tyrant idea that we need to excel at all aspects of witchery to be complete. Not every gifted healer is a skilled teller of tomorrow. Not every bone reader is best at making charms. Our own witchery flowering is enough. - #EmilyBanting#WitchWednesday
I prefer the hymn book of the land - songs of the green dancing in wind, shifting sigh of pebbles in retreating wave, crow croak chorus - than any hymnal used in church. My sacred lives in ferality. My temple is the wild itself. - #CLNolan
Crows - or as many call them, the Cunning Intelligence Service - are a constancy of watching. They call from crow-to-crow of what they have seen. Sometimes, they call to the cunning and give them the gossip of the land.
Call her Hag or Crone, the aged woman dwells in a place beyond the norm. Once beautiful and fertile, she draws on her accumulated power to make her way in the world. Often feared, the crone is a wise and worthy gatekeeper to the mysteries of life.
#FolkloreThursday#folklore
I shall tell you another great lie - that the English boneyard is a place of peace, a deep soil bed where all the dead sleep comfortably. The English boneyard is restless. It sleepers twist, stretch out. Sometimes they even wake. - #CLNolan
To the witch, the night and shadow were liberation. We do not worship them, we have a relationship with them. - Faith Mordant, Barrow Wisdom Coven, 1974 #WitchWednesday
@TolkienProverbs "Use well the days" - from ROTK that Galadriel says to Aragorn. I love this, I was seriously ill three years ago and it took me a year to recover from it. After I got the all clear from the hospital I have made a point of saying this to myself every day ever since.
The witch’s cottage is never empty. It is full of the growl and scratch of wild magics, the gossip chorus of ancestral spirits and the sigh of shelves struglling to take another bottle of tincture. - #CLNolan#WitchWednesday
He told me that the witches of Barrowcross drink a ‘wild ale’ to which cowbane and nightshade are added as well as many secret words of magic. I long to sup it. - Dr. Bron, 1637 #WitchWednesday