🍁Samhuinn🍂🦉October 31st – November 1st 🍁🍂… a thousand little deaths inside my soul…

🍁a Samhuinn altar ✨

Oh Goddess!

Give to me your magic in Samhuinn’s dark and crimson blaze.

While Aphrodite’s moon charms Pluto’s deep, mysterious haze.

Come, Cailleach!

Cut the cords with your wizened breath of fire.

Bring your promise

of death and transformation,

to heal, release and inspire.

The Crone Goddess journey is one of self truth, self knowledge, self love and self acceptance. Loving and forgiving yourself, understanding that there are no mistakes. That every experience has forged us, like the purification of metal, into the 24k gold of our truest essence. That we are all good and beautiful beings worthy of joyful lives, where we all have enough. There is no blaming, no anger, no resistance. Only a pure loving acceptance of self, without judgment. An awareness that aspires to one’s own highest truth. A self reliance and strength that transcends everyday life, where we take full responsibility over every thought and belief carefully, knowing they are the living entities we create and manifest.

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In the northern hemisphere, The sun resides in the house of Scorpio as the Wheel turns, and our now harvested agrarian cycle comes to a close. Mother Earth rests and renews Herself through the oncoming winter. As, too, for Her children living in the north, our bodies minds hearts and souls shall have the opportunity to rest and renew.

Over 35,000 years abound regarding Mother Earth as Goddess, Crone, Grandmother, Wise Woman, Spinner of Fates, She who Cuts the Cord. She of a thousand names, on every continent, in every culture, represents transformation and the release of beliefs and mindsets that no longer, or perhaps never, ever served us.

What can this transformational healing look like in our every day lives?

Let’s take a journey and access this incredibly powerful healing Earth energy; the renewal of the ancient Crone aspect of the Triple Goddess that lives within our DNA.

As Her daughters, we have full access to all of Her healing and transformative magic to renew ourselves.

Now, we heal the deep wounds, shed all negativity, pain and sorrow, move past the inner wars, conflicts and traumatic experiences in this incarnation and from past lives. Lessons learned that we may transmute like mulch, to forge our hearts in the fire of Her cauldron, and step into the great strength, beauty, authenticity and leadership that is our birthright. To heal and gestate our hearts and spirits into our truest Self, and emerge with our inner Maiden blessed and refreshed, come the first snowdrop of Imbolc. Blessed be 🕊

Crone Goddess Spell

Fill your cauldron with Hecate incense and sprinkle with Goddess oil.

Write down all the self sabotaging thoughts and beliefs you have, or ever had, about yourself on little scraps of paper.

Light your cauldron.

Pick up each piece of paper, look at it, throw it into the flame and watch it burn knowing that it is being released from your core.

With your hand over your heart, chant the words “I Love You” followed by your name, over and over, until all the scraps with all the false beliefs, have burned into ash.

I love you (your name)

I love you (your name)

I love you (your name)

Bury the ashes in the earth and cover them well.

Chant this over the burial site times three with hands crossed over heart:

Now I am free to truly love me.

Now I am free to truly love me.

Now I am free to truly love me.

So mote it be.

Thank your Inner Crone 🖤 It is done. 🖤

The Autumn Queen

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I saw the Autumn Queen today stroll through the amber wood. She rustled up the forest floor with one wisp of her hand, and leaves of brown and gold swirled upon the land.

I watched through stalks of wheat upon my window pane. And dares’t say a word, that she might see me again.

She glimmered just like sunshine through cold November rain. She offered to wash my soul free, then turn the Wheel again.

She said She knew the Sisters three, from Shakespeare’s crafty pen. And she could spin a whole new life with that Wheel in her hand.

She glimmered just like sunshine through cold November rain. She offered to wash my soul free, then turn the Wheel again.

And so,

she spun,

and spun,

and spun

Her threads into the stars, and created webs of magic with Jupiter and Mars.

And now I glimmer just like sunshine through cold Samhuinn rain,and I offer to wash your soul free, and turn your Wheel again.

She glimmered just like sunshine through cold November rain. She offered to wash my soul free, then turn the Wheel again.

She glimmered just like sunshine through cold November rain. She offered to wash my soul free, then turn the Wheel again.

She glimmered just like sunshine through cold November rain. She offered to wash my soul free, then turn the Wheel again.

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@whitemaresanctuary2020

Autumnal Recipes: Squirrel Hash 🐿🍁

Invoking the Animal Spirit of Squirrel today 🐿

sweet yellow pepper

Kumato tomato

oregano

dulce

oat butter

olive oil

vegan mozzarella

pine nuts

Italian country loaf

Warm up the oven to 400°F.

Put sliced tomatoes and pepper in a baking dish with olive oil, mozzarella, & pinenuts. Sprinkle with oregano and dulce. Be generous with the olive oil. Bake for one hour.

Enjoy with warm buttered Italian loaf.

🐿 Put some in a jar and save it for a cold winter day.