Listen. . . With faint dry sound, Like steps of passing ghosts, The leaves, frost-crisp’d, break from the trees And fall. ~ Adelaide Crapsey Samhain and Day of the Dead celebrations roll right into November. The veils are thin. Our Ancestors and Beloved Dead are around us and all time seems to be held in […]
Goddess Calendar Updates
Goddess Calendar and Feast Days for February 2018
“The Sun’s path has returned to where it was at Samhain. Take some time to notice the quality of the light, for it is the same now as that shimmering magical glow of late October. But instead of the season of dark and silence before us, in the Northern Hemisphere, the season of light and growth […]
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Goddess Calendar and Feast Days for November 2017
Samhain and Day of the Dead celebrations roll right into November. The veils are thin. Our Ancestors and Beloved Dead are around us and all time seems to be held in sway to the liminality of the worlds right now. Astrological Samhain is when Scorpio reaches 15 degrees and occurs on November 7. Connect with […]
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Goddess Calendar Feast Days and Celebrations for July 2017
“Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer’s day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time.” ~ John Lubbock Goddess is opulent and profuse. Berries are thick and dripping on the vines, begging […]
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Goddess Calendar, Feast Days, and Celebrations for June 2017
“On this June day the buds in my garden are almost as enchanting as the open flowers. Things in bud bring, in the heat of a June noontide, the recollection of the loveliest days of the year – those days of May when all is suggested, nothing yet fulfilled.” ~ Francis King June is here and […]
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Goddess Calendar of Feast Days and Celebrations for May 2017 by Kimberly F. Moore
Daughter of Heaven and Earth, coy Spring, With sudden passion languishing, Maketh all things softly smile, Painteth pictures mile on mile, Holds a cup with cowslip-wreaths, Whence a smokeless incense breathes. Girls are peeling the sweet willow, Poplar white, and Gilead-tree, And troops of boys Shouting with whoop and hilloa, And hip, hip three times […]
