Child of the moon 🌙 30 🍂 Solitary Green Kitchen Witch 🍁 Devoted to Demeter 🌻 Hecate 🌕 The Green Man 🍃 ...........................................................................................................................“No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.” May magic meet you everyday. May negativity stay away. May your hopes and dreams come true. May the Goddess bless and watch over you. May your heart be full of love and light. May you find peace, both day and night.
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If you’re a closeted hellenist, teen or adult, and are in a family that requires you to join in prayer before meals, and you don’t want to pray to the Christian god, one way you can divert this is by using that time while your eyes are closed to pray to Demeter instead! She is the Hellenic god of crops and farming, so we believe that she delivered that food to your plate. Your family will never know which god you were actually praying to ;)
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Mother, on this the darkest day, accept our offerings.
Let the coming light fill our souls and give us new life.
Hekáte, Queen of Witches, Goddess of All, accept our devotion!
Let this Yule bring peace and comfort and give us renewal!
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Beautiful Mother Hecate, thank You for all you give us. Thank You for your protection, for how You ward off all curses. Thank You for making us happy, for bringing us contentment. Goddess of the Crossroads, You are always providing for us - all we need. Mother Hecate we devote ourselves to You and we pray to You that You will continue to guide us to the Gateway.
So mote it be.
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My perfect winter Solstice 🥰
Beneath the winter's silver shroud,
A solstice tale is sung aloud.
The sun retreats, its warmth withdrawn,
As frosty breath adorns the dawn.
The world in slumber, ice-kissed and still,
A whispered breeze on windowsill.
Branches, like fingers, reach for the sky,
Nature's artwork in frozen sigh.
Crystal blankets weave a quilted scene,
A tapestry of white, serene.
Footprints echo on the glistening ground,
In winter's theater, silence is found.
Yet, in this quiet, a promise lies,
The solstice marks a slow sunrise.
Days may be short, but hope takes flight,
Winter's grip yields to spring's delight.
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Solstice herb bundle offering ☀️
May your Yule be full of warmth and comfort.
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Its the Hoodoo Fountain of Good Fortune ✨ Reblog for good luck ✨🌊💸🍊
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