The Summer Solstice and My Relighting the Sun Within

The Summer Solstice: The Zenith of the Sun and the Return of the Blogger

The Summer Solstice is vast approaching and I realise I have not written in a long time. It has been a long, dark time of mourning, betwixt the Wolf Moon of January and the Snow Moon of February, I quickly and unexpectedly lost the great Pillar Stone of my life, my patriach, my earth and solar king whom I had loved, and loved me deeply, and raised me from when I was but a seedling, to the woman I am today, with his gentle nature and the care of a wise old gardener, a brilliant father figure, he was both my grandfather and my father, my hero. What I knew of the world, and my safety within it, was put to rest the moment he took his last breath and in the time of darkness and recluse for the soul, the animal world, my Grandad's spirit went into hibernation, like the sun, he was in the depths below the horizon, and I was left to fend, adapt and grow in the winter of these months.

Summer Solstice, also known as Litha, marks Midsummer and is both the longest day and shortest night of the year. To Neopagans the Sun God is at the height of his virility and the Goddess is pregnant with child. The solstice is a joyous celebration of cycles, the sun rises and sets each day, and each year we mark the passage of the seasons and will flourish in times of abundance and strive through times of hardship and cold nights. The Goddess will again rebirth the Sun God after he perishes and abdicates his throne to his brother the Holly King, and we will soon be celebrating the zenith of the sun again. 

Two things can be symbolised with the journey of the sun and both have a personal significance with this time in my life and the lessons I have been reminded recently, as it will for many for it is the true gift of life. The first is the eternity of the soul and the passage of life with the threefold birth-death-rebirth. The sun guides us through the day and illuminates the vivid world around us  in effervescent green and blues, nourishes the ground and feeds the plant world and revitalises the animal kingdom before it sets below the horizon and plunges us into darkness leaving us to the mercy of predators. The void and darkness hints at death in our psyche, our beloved sun who provides life is lost and nowhere to be found, and there are dangers unfortold to us as we can not see them edging around the corner without light and our life can end in a moment. As humans we fear death, the ending of our short sacred time upon earth, but the ever return of the sun offers us our security, our assurance that things can return after disappearing, that things can pass on and exist elsewhere in our cosmos. The same is true with seasons, there is a poetic beauty in spring time with fresh new blossoms, baby animals, the flux between spring rain and sunshine and then summer is full of power, promise, ecstaticness, the oak is a deep green, the grass is vibrant, the sunset is full of colour and life is at its fullest.  But like all things must they start to dwindle in autumn, the leaves age and go through a fiery montage of colour, red, brown, orange, yellow, before the branches are left bare. Animals hibernate and as the rough winter approaches only the evergreens remain and life is lucky to survive the harsh  cold temperatures. 

But there lies the miracle of life, when all things seem lost, when hope has drained, when our vegetation has died and our sun seems to have eluded us, hope raises its glorious face and breaches the clouds and a new season, a new dawn, a new sun emerges once more and life on earth rejoices and is fertilised. We celebrate the Goddess and the God as they walk amongst the earth throughout our year, and give us the gift of life and spirit, we know these forces will guide and nurture our souls through this life and the lessons they teach assure us there will be a next for all things return to earth and arise from again.

The second symbol of solstice is the ascent of consciousness for as the sun reaches its zenith, so too is the mind and soul uplifted. It is believed the sun can act as a gateway between worlds and as it reaches its peak in the skies souls look upwards and aspire to journey from this world into the beyond. 

Solstice is a fire festival, fire being the element symbolising spirit and ascension, and many ancient cultures marked the solstice with monuments aligning to highlight the rising of the summer sun at olstice. Bonfires are lit, wheels burned and a procession of lanters are traditional celebrations of the solstice and to brighten ones inner and outer light. The solstice is also a favoured time for weddings, a fertile month, taking place in June, named after Juno the Roman patron of Marraige. 

My faith wavered earlier this year, but as the sun started to ascend towards spring time a slight feeling of joy was rekindled when I walked through his garden, the ghost of him hanging flowers, tending to saplings, a living icon of the Green Man himself to me, like a child I watched bewildered and the memories of my Grandad and his green thumb started to take life as the bird song returned and I cherished the gentle gardener teaching me how to grow sunflowers, the attention he paid to seeds, watering them, talking to them, rotating them indoors and outdoors to maintain the correct temperature, not too hot, not too cold, and all the time he smiled at me, he was letting me know for things to grow and flourish one must care for them, be attentive, guide them, as the sun does for all life, as the Green Man tends the forest and the Goddess tends all living things. I started to hear his voice, he began to reappear in dreams as the sun broke through the windows. And slowly but surely this empty shell of a girl started to find herself again. Now the summer has returned and the Sun is reaching its zenith, and though I doubted shortly, my belief has returned again. 

Today, clearing out his greenhouse to make space for tomato plants that he had ordered before christmas, we found a growbag at the back, abandoned in a corner, from a few summers past. It should have been withered like the others, old, dead, unwatered and threw in a corner away from the sun, a rare thing as it was considering he used to throw out the contents of the bag and renew them the next year, we found it bursting with forming perennial plants, a living symbol of the return of life. Although we could not see him, although he wasn't physically tending his garden, his nature, his spirit, has and will return again, the summer sun renewing its life.

 I know now, like the deities that guide us in spirit world, my Grandad walks hand in hand beside me, whispering to me, still tending to me like the Gentle Gardener he is, like the Green Man, and that like all things, he may have perished but he awaits the next step in the Grand cycle, rebirth, and that maybe not in this life, soon I will see him again and hug him once more. The sun will shine down again, Summer has returned. And will return.

In Loving Memory of a Gentle Giant x

Wolf Moon Ritual

Wolf Moon- Full Moon Ritual

Also known as: Chase Moon, Moon of Little Winter, Cold Moon, Snow Moon, Quiet Moon

Today is the full moon of January, 2017. It is known as the Wolf moon in Native American tradition as this moon would appear in a time of winter and scarcity and the wolves could be heard howling outside of Native American Settlements. There is plenty of associations of wolves and the more in folklore and mythology, most notable the lore of the werewolf turning man into wolf.

A January moon speaks of new beginnings, protection, new intentions, manifesting your new goals. Now is the time to act for change. This is a good time to meditate, visualise whom you want to become and what change you wish to see in your life or in the world. 

Now is a significant time to make change for the Moon is in Cancer, a water sign (like the moon), governed by the moon, making the timing more significant, which governs emotions and healing and meditation making this a great time for learning lessons, healing wounds, transmuting your emotions, and manifesting new beginnings as in numerology 2017 is a time of a big shift, a new transition, a new beginning for many so the time for change, for manifestation is definitely now so fix your intentions and manifest change!

The day of this moon is Thursday, Thors-day, governed by Jupiter it is a time of goal setting, prosperity, achieving your intentions and action so use this active, achieving energy to increase the power of your spell.

Full  moon magic is great for spiritual magic, enhancing psychic abilities, dream walking or achieving lessons in dreams, meditations, divination and a great time to direct energy into those things which are priority like careers, or healing. The moon in cancer makes great nurturing energy so healing will be in abundance.

For my full moon ritual I placed corresponding icons on my altar including Thor, for the day of the week, and the Goddesses linked to the moon, Artemis and Isis, which I felt would assist me in my healing and in manifesting my aspirations. I put a statue of the wolf on my altar paying homage to the totem animal and its energies along with white candles to manifest the healing energies of the moon. I had a vessel of moon water, water which I had blessed and left outside to soak in some moonlight, for anointing, cleansing and as an offering to Lady Moon, Selene, Isis. 

I included a prayer to wolf, and a reading of the love between wolf and moon to fit with the Native American Lore and to get in the spirit of the "wolf moon", I also included an incantation of the Lunar Queen from one of my favourite oracle decks the Isis Oracle deck by Alana Fairchild.

Incantation of The Lunar Queen by Alana Fairchild

The Lunar Queen Lady Isis, Goddess of Night,

Help me now to follow the neutral Light,

Of the Shining Moon in all her flow

I release force and fear, help me let go

Guided by the Full Moon Now I am open to receive great boon

**(please note the incantation actually says Crescent moon but I have adapted it for this incantation)**

 

To close the ceremony I made my offering to the earth and the moon and then (as funny as it is ^_^) howled at the moon in the spirit of the wolf.

Here is a little list of Wolf Moon correspondence and some information on the wolf totem:

Correspondences

Animals: Fox, Coyote, Wolf

Colours: Black, blue-violet, brilliant white

Deities: Chang-O, Freyja, Hera, Inanna, Sarasvati, Artemis, Selene, Isis, Nature Spirits

Flowers: Crocus, Snowdrop, Thistle, Nuts, Willow

Stones: Selenite, Moonstone, Opal, Garnet, Jet, Onyx

"To understand totem wolf symbols, one must first understand the heart of the Wolf. This takes time because the Wolf has had to endure many false stereotypes, misconceptions and misunderstandings.
Not at all the picture of ferocity or terror, the Wolf is a creature with a high sense of loyalty and strength. Another misconception is that of the "lone wolf." To the contrary, the Wolf is actually a social creature, friendly, and gregarious with its counterparts.
The Wolf is an incredible communicator. By using touch, body movements, eye contact as well as many complex vocal expressions - the wolf makes his point understood. Those with totem wolf symbols are of the same inclination - they are expressive both vocally and physically. Those who have the wolf as their totem animal are naturally eloquent in speech, and also have knack for creative writing" Sourced from: http://www.whats-your-sign.com/totem-wolf-symbols.html

Full moon blessings!

Freyja Rose )O(

Journeying with the Scarlet Goddess

The Lantern Light Down a Winding Road

 

What follows is a series of images I received whilst gazing at a chalice of water, perhaps it is simply a meditation, perhaps it was water scrying, perhaps I just have a vivid imagination but the images were so striking, colourful and vibrant they have imprinted on my mind's eye, and there they shall remain. I have been inspired to share these with you and hope you shall enjoy.

The way the light refracts into seven rays, red, orange, yellow, blue, green, indigo and violet, around the rim of the glass is the first thing to catch my attention and then I am drawn to the small stream of bubbles, rising in dancing glee, and popping at the surface. It's a calming sight, and one that adds a merry persona to the spirit of water sprites. 

Through a bubble I see a gold light distort and suddenly it is as if I am gazing at the sun and so the vision begins. The sun becomes partially obscured as if a bird has flew in front and then I am focused on a swan in flight, a beautiful, graceful bird of pure white. The sky starts to darken and the sun turns into a moon in the background and the swan becomes a deep scarlet red. My eyes blur as the wings continue to move in rhythmic motion and then the swan disperses into mist, becoming red bubbles itself. I watch as these bubbles drift on the wind across the starry sky lit by silver moonlight and slowly fall merrily towards earth. They float across a dark forest, the tips of the spiky trees glowing like silver cones, and my gaze focuses on a winding forest road breaking through the trees and a warm fiery light comes into view. The bubbles gather together around the fire light and form a woman cloaked in a red robe walking towards me holding her lantern outright. 

Her eyes are dark and piercing and her hair a deep red. She has a presence, the earth kisses her feet as she walks and the animals and stars stare in adoration, she has seen a thousand suns and is upon the breath of every spoken and unspoken word. She is beauty, grace and strength. Wild and majestic but graceful and regal. She is the blood of the moon and our cycles and the soul at the center of rubies. She has a twinkle in her eye and a smile teases across her lips as she holds her finger to her mouth as we stare at each other motioning for me to still, shush and pay attention.

She holds the lantern to me and the lantern explodes into the image of a phoenix, the phoenix calls, rises and creates an ouroborus around us, binding me to her before the flames engulf one another and a ring of ash settles upon the floor. The woman stays alight, the fires of enlightenment burning within her and casting a golden glow.

Before my eyes I see the burning rune Kenaz, the rune of "torch", enlightenment. As it clears and I try to focus on her suddenly her head splits into twelve lions, staring off into different directions and from her cloak three black wolves step out, one directly in front of, and one either side of her and a snake coils from her feet and winds around her, circling her, hissing as the lions roar. The wolves howl, their calls reaching the moon and I feel it reverberate into my bones, they chorus an ancient song, one I do not know the words of, as the Goddess' face returns and her fingers dip into the soil, they emerge soaked in blood and she reaches forward, drawing a ring upon, in the center of my forehead, as if I am being anointed, reborn, initiated into her mysteries. Her body ripples as I am suddenly staring at her reflection upon the black waters of a river. The wind carries ashes around me and they descend upon the waters as in the reflection the goddess turns and departs through a set of heavy doors, down into the underworld.

The vision ends.

I am sure there are many layers and interpretations to this vision, spiritual, historical, folklore and I know I have not learned or know them all yet but I do know this vision teaches me to step into my self worth and my own divinity, I have been gifted with time upon this earth and whilst I am here it is my duty to look after her for she is sacred. I know it reminds me the Goddess was worshiped in many ancient cultures and she is still active in this world today. It teaches me to not fear, but explore the darkness, both externally, and in my subconscious as that is where the true mysteries lie. It teaches me that cycles and mankind are sacred and that we should all live in harmony with nature. And furthermore she invites me to delve deeper, develop a more personal connection with her and continue to meditate, to learn the ways of the old.

If anyone has more interpretations they could offer or have some information on any of the images please feel free to comment, message or even go direct to my facebook page and contact me there! Or if you have had any of your own experiences I would love to hear so please share and comment! Thanks and blessings to you all!

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Freya Rose

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The Calling of the Dark Goddess

Descent to the Stars Within: The Song of Hecate . Based on personal meditations.

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She calls you in the dead of night, the rhythmic drumming of her words penetrate deep into the rivers of your veins. She flows within you, is behind your every thought, is the power behind your very breath and you cannot escape her. She lies within the dark of your cells, the blankets of your thoughts, within the very current which keeps your body living. She can be found in the darkest bowels of the earth, Gaia's womb, and her hands reach up from its chambers and yearn to hold you, to take you to her, to claim you, she beckons you within, to journey down the river Styx.

You fear her call, try to ignore her voice, you don't want to listen to her. You fear the unknown, the darkness, what may lie within, the absence of light, of knowing, of being, you are safe and secure in your ignorance, you don't want to listen because you know she is change. She will call you to see your truths, you know acknowledging her will bring a change that cannot be stopped, cannot be ignored, and is in fact inevitable. This change involves standing up and facing your true self, looking upon the person you are meant to be, meant to become, shredding self hate and embracing your true self, loving it, hugging it, for this self is a gift granted to you by the Goddess, she has made you that way, sculpted you that way and anything less is not authentic, anything else is shunning that birth right you hold within your hands. She makes you face up to excuses and your denial, she will show you reality, the life you are meant to lead, the courage you should carry in your footsteps and just how far you are falling short.

She will present you with courage, with knowledge, with the power to stand astride the earth and she will want you to embrace it! She wants you to be wild and free, to run with wolves, with the heartbeat of ocean waves and the sound of thunder in your steps. She wants you to turn your back on former knowledge, on people's opinions, on old paradigms, and reign with majesty like the royalty you are! You know the darkness beckons because within there is the power you are yet to grasp, the light of knowledge, of divinity. Within your heart is the sun and within your womb the moon and the Goddess is the gravity that guides your cosmic dance, for every person is a star, and you, child need to shine!

You will arise with blood on your hands and gold within your womb, you will arise with eyes so dark from gazing upon the blackest night, you will arise with wings and horns, the majesty of dark and light. You will arise divine, fit to walk side by side, hand in hand with She Who Is the Universe. A fine representative of the Goddess, like Kings and Queens of Old.

Follow the curls of the ivy, the grain of the stone, the winding root of the yew, follow the bubbles of the meandering stream, follow the hum into the damp cavern, follow the hornet into its nest, follow the wolf into its den. Follow your heart into the Goddess.

A Capricorn Ritual

A Ritual Honoring Capricorn

Stars have been a guide for centuries to mankind, people have studied them, stood in awe of them, as they shine marvelously above us, they guided the Egyptian souls of the dead, the three wise men to the stable of Bethlehem, inspired men such as Nostradamus and John Dee on their magical endeavors and influence our daily lives, we are even said to be made of star dust. 

A few weeks ago I posted my Sagittarius ritual, now that we are in the sign of Capricorn, and will soon be transitioning into Aquarius in a few weeks, I will share some ideas on a ritual to honour Capricorn, based on a little of what I did.

Capricorn is an earth deity so spell works involving prosperity, wealth, stability, security, banishing, protection, grounding, fertilitiy, employment, healing or working with earth elementals are all strengthened when the sun is in this constellation. If you plant herbs, now would be a good time to bless those that are planted at this time of the year.

When it comes to Zodiac work, I advocate going outdoors and soaking up some star magic, it will help balance and cleanse your energies and root you to the earth whilst your mind expands into the celestial. If you can set your altar up out there and perform the whole ritual outdoors that is great! If not just include the journey outdoors or back inside ceremonially, make it part of the ritual or dedication.

I placed nature Gods on my altar, namely Cernunnos and Dionysus, and the Goddess Artemis and Persephone, Persephone was special as we had just reached Yuletide, the changing from one season to another as the blessed sun returns, and were also headed towards a new year. Stones I included were black garnet, snowflake obsidian, onyx, jet, tourmaline. Black stones, dark, introspective, grounding and earthly like the energy of Capricorn.

Capricorn is a dark and introspective being, it teaches us the benefits of meditation when it comes to inner knowing, it teaches us that the mastery of the self is hard work, takes dedication, persistent, that we must overcome trials in order to achieve completion. That nothing is gained without effort. It teaches us to start new projects and to commit wholly to them, to look after Mother earth and our home space, to live in synchronicity with nature.

For my spell I asked for the strength to break old habits, I wrote these down on paper, I also asked to heal my body, I asked for direction as I am lacking and for my hard work to finally pay off as well as some security for the new year. I thanked the Gods and Goddesses for the gifts I have received this year and how much I have achieved, I asked for healings for my friends and family.

For a dedication I used an Orphic hymn to Dionysus, one that teaches us to value the Gods and pay them our respects, where Dionysus turns some pirates into dolphins for not recognizing him, and paying him the respect due of a God. I found this hymn appropriate for Capricorn to wishes us to respect the earth and our place upon it, to recognize where we stand that we must respect the spirits of the land and the stars for they gift us our circumstances. I also found the reference to dolphins and the sea fitting in a ritual for the sea-goat Capricorn.

When I was outside meditating under the constellation for the ritual, thinking of the creature, part sea like and part land, I thought about the stability and depth of the earth and the strength and vastness of the sea, and how that is mirrored in the heavens above us. I then proceeded to plant my intentions which I had written on paper in the northern most pat of the garden, corresponding to the element of earth and therefore of Capricorn.

At the end of the spell I closed the circle and drew a pentacle across myself, not only is it protective, it is also compared to a goat head, whom I can rightly associate with Capricorn for this spell.

This is partial extracts of what I did, meant only as a guide or to inspire some ideas on how you too could do a spell or ritual to Capricorn. Hope it has helped!

Capricorn  by Noomxbass, http://noomxbass.deviantart.com/art/Capricorn-176450431

Freyja Rose 

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Zodiac Magic: Capricorn Correspondence

Capricorn: Magic, Meaning, Correspondence

Capricorn  by Noomxbass, http://noomxbass.deviantart.com/art/Capricorn-176450431

Capricorn: The Sea Goat

Capricorn is the tenth sign in the zodiac, the constellation it originates from is Capricornus. It corresponds to the celestial longitute at 270-300 degrees. The symbol is based on the primal religion of Sumerian, specifically their God Enki, with the upper part of the body portrayed as a goat and the tail of a fish. It became known as Ea later in Babylonian and Akkadian religion. Enki was the God of intelligence, creation, crafts, magic, waters and water sources.

Dates: December 21- January 19

Degree: 270- 300

Element:: Earth

Ruling planet: Saturn

Quality: Cardinal

Feminine

Tarot Card: The Devil

Day of the week: Saturday

Metal: Lead

Colours: Black, indigo, Grey, Dark brown and green

Stones: Jet, Onyx, Hematite, Tourmaline, Obsidian, Black garnet, Turquoise

Plants: Pansy, ivy, red and black poppy, hellsbane, willow, pine, elm, yew, aspen, poplar, cypress, spruce, thistle, pine, root of all plants, hyacinth, onion

Incense: Musk, opium, frankincense, carnation, comfrey, thistle

Animals: Dog, goat, donkey, pigs, cloven foot animals

Deities: Set, Pan, Hermes, Vesta, Bacchus, Dionysus, Cernunnos, Baphomet, Persephone, Demeter, Diana

Altar Decorations: Antlers, wooden animals, black altar cloth, pentacles/pentagrams, stags, gems, black or dark purple or dark green candles, eath, soil, roots

Capricorn is the goat of stability, aspiration and introspection, being ruled by saturn, Capricorn magic will be about grounding oneself, setting goals and intentions, banishing negativity and bad habits to find security and stability. It is a dark feminine sign so introspection will be increased to transform oneself, meditate and practice one's own magical abilities.

Freya Rose

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Zodiac Magic: Sagittarius Correspondence

Sagittarius: Magic, Meaning, Correspondence

Zodiac: Sagittarius, by Anja Uhren, http://anja-uhren.deviantart.com/, https://www.facebook.com/AnjaUhrenIllustration/?fref=ts

This was originally posted on Wordpress but I decided to share it here too!

For those of you who do not know me I practice magic and spells regularly and also have a fascination with the stars and astrology, as people practice wheel of the year I also like to do an ode to the zodiacs so this is just a little info article on some ideas and attributions to Sagittarius in case anyone else is interested. I will try and do this for each zodiac sign as we rotate through them.

Sagittarius: The Archer

Sagittarius is the 9th astrological sign in the zodiac. It is represented as a centaur, and named the archer after Ares' mentor in archery, the Greek centaur. The centaur is both a healer and a hunter. The sign's symbol is also a bow and arrow.

Dates: November 22- December 21

Degree: 240-270

Element: Fire

Ruling Planet: Jupiter

Quality: Mutable

Masculine

Tarot Card: Temperance

Day of the Week: Thursday

Metal: Tin

Colours: Red, Crimson, Purple

Stones: Turqoise, Sapphire, Amethyst, Lapis Lazuli, Diamond, Topaz

Plants: Ash, Oak, Chestnut, Dandellions, Vine, Moss, Carnation, Sage, Pink Clover, Wallflower, Pimpernal, Rush, Mulberry

Incense: Cinnamon

Animals: Mare, Centaur, Lion, Eagle, Peacock

Anatomy: Liver, Hips, Thighs, Pelvis

Deities: Nephthys, Apollo, Thor, Artemis, Diana, Vishnu, Ares, Zeus, Fortuna, Tyche

Altar decorations: Horses, Athame, Arrow, Compass, Jupiter symbolism, cinnamon sprig, corresponding gem stones, red or purple altar cloth. Red or purple candles.

Sagittarius magic could concern travel, as Sagittarius is an adventurer. The archer is about focus so Sagittarius magic would be good for setting your goals and intentions, and draw upon the energy for much needed focus. Sagittarius is also concerned with Alchemy, Higher Learning, Philosophy, After life, Psychic awareness, so all magic involving transmutation, self improvement, increasing abilities or awareness, communicating with the afterlife or nature spirits. Sagittarius is also a fire sign so magic including sex magic, protection (for the centaur/archer is also a hunter and protector) and banishment, and purification. Sagittarius is also a healer so all healing magics can be performed.

Freya Rose

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Journeying back to Elysium- A cosmic dance of Sex and Death, Light and Dark, Life and Rebirth

Journeying Back to Elysium

A Cosmic Dance of Sex and Death, Light and Dark,  Life and Rebirth

 

Hylas and the Nymphs, by John William Waterhouse, 1896

 "There's something about these opposite forces of sex and death in all of our lives. They are inevitable and they are everywhere, and they war. They come to battle each other in gothic romance"- Tom Hiddleston (on Crimson Peak)
The waltz between sex and death is integrated into the great mystery of life and spirit. This has been a fascination of mine for years. the duality between sex, death, light, dark and I firmly believe these themes are deeply ingrained into our thoughts and dreams and so this essay was born on my walk home the other night as I bounced ideas off my husband, as the sun set and the sky glowed in a lovely transition from lavender to rose to turquoise, and the mist rolled down from the mountains and through the forests pooling on to the busy weaving rivers of roads with cars sweeping backwards and forth, their headlights on and the last traces of gold glinting off the back of their bumpers as the sun slowly disappeared, a mirroring netherworld not quite here, not quite there.

We are drawn towards those dark parts of subconscious where erotic thoughts are harboured alongside the awareness of our own mortality, the connection to our world and the fear of the horrors that may lurk in the darkness, or what we may experience once we pass on through the oceans of being to the other side. Cultures around the world venerate their ancestors, spirit guides, Gods and engage in sexual rites. The ancients found great magical powers in the source of flesh or magical properties in the essence of natural, life fluids such as menstruation from ancient priestesses who offered the cups in order to sustain life to men masturbating in public in Ancient Egypt for the festival of Min. Images of blood, semen, orgasms, a breathless couple, pumping hearts, not only invoke erotic, sexual feelings in our psyche but they serve to remind us that we are human, mortals, alive and therefore one day we will inevitably pass away, but the realm of spirit serves to remind us things are not fixed as they may seem in our third dimension. Ghostly apparitions, lucid dreams and out of body experience prove to us the mind is experiencing only a limited part of this crazy, wonderful thing we call reality and so our imaginations run rampant, stories of beautiful or horrifying creatures are witnessed. Sirens, mermaids, vampires succubi, beings linked to the same interweaving realms of consciousness, nature and magic where our desires, memories, and our souls are born.

Sex is one of the most controversial and prominent themes in modern, especially western, culture. Hypocritically both a taboo and a craze, sex is sultry, powerful, evocative, power, forbidden, controversial, a sensitive subject. The media has become a sex-centred reproduction machine churning out the same repetitive sexual images day after day, governing, defining, manipulating and shattering our paradigms, perceptions and sexual preferences. Our book's and film's bestsellers are decided by how raunchy they are, magazines are pumped with hyper muscular men, body builders, adverts on TV are full of electronic belts to increase abs, and for women fashion magazines are bestsellers with airbrushed glamorised models whom look so symmetrical, lean and flawless they are unnatural, almost otherworldly creatures that although we aspire to mirror this, it is impossible to attain. The same magazines have dedicated columns on sex life, how to attract a man, how to be great beneath the sheets, how to maintain an orgasm, how to improve your man's talents if you are bored. Food is presented in a sexual manner, colours enhanced, emphasis placed on flavor, the delight to our senses, everything is interlinked to sex, we cannot think of a cherry without comparing to the young virginal maiden and her fall into pleasure, we can not think of an apple without remembering man's fall from Eden into sexual sin.  As a culture we are sex obsessed and sex focused. 

Death is an almost equal taboo. The questions presented by death can not be expertly answered by anyone. Alchemists, dreamers and scientists alike strive for the fountain of youth, the key to eternal life, or even your local supermarket sells out of products in people's efforts to defy the inevitable symptoms of ageing. However death is greatly respected amongst religious circles. Some invoke death like states in order to pass beyond the border of our reality into a shamanic otherworld in order to commune with the dead or see the many levels of being on the otherside, whilst others hold frequent annual ceremonies where ancestors and heroes of the past are remembered and invited to join the living once again. Death can be accepted as just one part on a long journey the soul must venture past and reincarnation is a belief vastly believed in by people both of the past and today.

Although these two subjects may be imprisoned with in the walls of "shush" when it comes to whispered subjects best kept under the floorboards whilst in public or at the dinner tables they are still very prominent in our waking thoughts and in the books we are drawn to read, the films we love to watch, the art we are inspired to create and in every step we take in our daily lives.

So where does our obsession with sex come from? The desire to reproduce, the strength of desire? Sex is an overtly spiritual experience. From an esoteric perspective to lose oneself in another, to traverse consciousness, to open the chakras through sex is to connect to source. Spiritual literature is full of references to twin flames, sex magick, tantra. Sex is linked to the return of the Divine Feminine and also linked to the Divine Masculine. Sacred sex is described as being conscious of one's self-empowerment or the energetic pleasures of our animal self. It seems both an earthly and a mystical experience, an activity between worlds, dimensions, as if it is located at the point betwixt and between, simultaneously existing between here and the fairy realm, the place of dreams, visions, gods and goddesses, accessed through doors, mirrors, waters, shamanic journeys, or perhaps most vividly death (or near death experiences).

Ophelia, by John Everett Millais, 1852

Religion and sex have a deep intrinsic link, there is not one without the other. Both creation myths and sacred texts record the exploits of the Gods and are entwined with erotic symbolism. The link between sex and creation could be described as unifying, they are inseparable, creation myths are bound to contain sexual references for the universe, the earth itself even mankind are "birthed" from the Gods, the act of birthing, reproducing, requires sex. The waters of life can be compared to either the seed of God or the amniotic fluid, or the menstruation of the Goddess. The earliest creation myth is that of Sumerian and the Goddess Nammu, she gave birth to both Heaven (An) and Earth (Ki), her name means Sea, and the abode of these Gods was the primordial Sea, Apsu, which lay between the earth and the underworld and whose power was lifegiving, simply, the waters of life. Enki is the lord of Waters and Lord of Semen. Apsu, ruled by Enki, is both a realm of the creating forces of life but a place where the soul passes on its journey to the underworlds. In one Egyptian creation story Atum was said to raise out of the waters of Chaos, he created Shu and Tefnut through references to bodily fluids including masturbation, sneezing, spitting and vomiting. Shu and Tefnut give birth to Geb and Nut (the earth and sky) They were fixed in a state of constant copulation until separated to maintain order (Maat), , much like Gaia and Uranus in Greek mythology or Donn and Danu in one variant of Celtic creation stories. and so Nut would rain upon Geb and he would grow things upon the earth. The sun would be birthed by Nut each morning then pass through the sky throughout the day until the sun was swallowed by Nut (sunset) and would be birthed through her vagina each morning, a constant cycle of life, death and rebirth.The Goddess Aphrodite was born from sea foam, invoking evocative  images of a maiden and sperm and the creative waters of life from which we are born. The waters of life and birth, a sexual primal life force, are mirrored in human life through our reproductive acts and when we engage in sex we are uniting our consciousness to that of divinity and the God's that birthed us. 

(For some more creation myths visit: bigmyth.com)

The story of Isis and Osiris is the ultimate journey of Sex, Death and Rebirth and the evocative bond between them. Osiris is murdered by his jealous brother Seth, whom traps him in a coffin made specifically for Osiris, it is nailed shut and sealed with molten lead before being cast into the Nile killing the God. Isis mourned for her husband and searched for his body, she found it and hid his coffin. Seth discovered the coffin and in rage cut Osiris into pieces before scattering them into the Nile. Isis and her sister Nephthys searched for the pieces. They could only find 13 however using magic they formed his likeness but there was one part missing, his penis. Isis fashioned his member then recreated Osiris. She made love to his body and became pregnant with the solar God Horus whom she birthed to avenge his father. The story contains the ultimate mystery of life for it portrays death, sex and birth, and how they are interconnected, a never ending cycle to which not just humans, but the divine forces of the universe are privy. In Greek mythology Gaia and Uranus copsulate, but Uranus is cruel, so Kronos, their son, slays his father. Kronos and Rhea copulate and birth Zeus, who again, in a great cosmic cycle, slays his cruel father Kronos.

Relief of Isis Copsulating with Osiris in form of a bird at Abydos

Eros And Thanatos. The romance of maidens, vampires, valkyries and succubi. “They say there is no light without dark, no good without evil, no male without female, no right without wrong. That nothing can exist if it's direct opposite does not also exist.”- Laurell K. Hamilton, Incubus Dreams

Everybody knows of the libido, our horny state of mind and desires, even though we may shy away from the matter in public, we humans take great pleasure in becoming fimiliar with our sexual arousal however not many people know of their "death drive", a theory which Freud originally proposed. Thanatos (aptly named after the Greek God of Death) is a drive in our subconscious mind which seeks to hurt the organism, the person as a whole, and finds specific pleasure in activities which harm or put the person at risk. Thanatos is directly opposed to Eros (a drive named after the God of Love- i.e pleasure again illustrating the tumultuous relationship between what is essentially sex and death and therefore the two primary components of living)  the drive connected with life, instinct and libido. This drive is concerned with our livelihood, our health, our pleasures and often acts through our sexual drive and instinct. Our mind is dualistic the two drives conflicting yet simultaneously working with, existing with, reacting to one another. The case is similar to that of the existince of life and dark, the cosmic and the natural Yin Yang. The two oppose and compliment one another, by acting with one in mind, the other is therefore prominent, a constant reminder of eachother.

"For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction"(- Isaac Newton- The Third Law of Motion) for every conscious thought, for every conscious drive and engaging in said action creates the opposite drive, the two are interlinked and our mind is at the zero point, the balance, the space between these two ever present concepts, beings, experiences of life.

The sex and death, light and dark link is very prominent in literature and mythology, and the two are often rightfully placed side by side. A prominent story of the young Maiden Persephone. This is such a romantic vivid invoking story amongst people even of the modern age. Persephone represents everything that is good, pure, she is virginal, a maiden, she is light embodied, she represents the phase between birth and the experiencing of life. She is stolen and taken to the underworld by the God of the underworld, Hades. Hades in this instance represents the darkness, death, the unknown, the unconscious, the other world. Their sacred marraige, sexual union, the corruption of Persephone, lasting six months a year, is a symbol of the young soul venturing into the darkest depths of one's self where darkness, death, spirits, ghosts reside and emerging forth brightly again into the conscious mind empowered, vibrant, glorious radiant, shining with the knowledge gained from before, one big sexual spiritual metaphor. There are similar allegories of the Goddess descending into the depths of the underworld to align either with oneself or the dark God, Inanna, Ishtar, descending as does the shining planet of Venus in the night sky into the dark depths below the horizon to emerge once again, reborn into a new cycle. Psyche is also a young beautiful maiden who comes into an otherworldly sexual union with Eros in the depths of darkness, forbidden from looking upon her lover as they explore their sacred sexuality with one another, she journeys into the realm of Elysium, the otherworld, the subconscious, the darkness. The allure of darkness and light emerging in sexual union has inspired authors, artists, poets for centuries.  The same dualistic theme is similar in the love affair of Aphrodite and Ares, the entanglement of love and war, a goddess of things light, love and childbirth, a God of things dark, violence and rage and war, the female harbinger of sexuality, life and rebirth and the male harbinger of death, darkness, the violence of sexual libido, a dangerous irresistible love affair. This style of romance is so ingrained in our minds, so symbolic and we are so drawn to it because not only does it represent part of ourselves coming together but the different states, processes in our lives that everybody faces.  This compulsion to engage in sex, to stare death in the face, to lose ourselves, our sense of time, of self, for but a moment is both natural and essential to fully understand oneself, to live, to experience the depths of our psyche.

The prominence of Thanatos, this death drive, the intrigue of death and darkness and its arousing close association with sexuality contributes to the eroticised experiences of creatures of the night, the dark denizens hidden within the shadows that we are mortally drawn to and whom are equally ensnared by us, like a moth to a candle flame, for we are the opposite to them. There are so many similar beings in different cultures and lore of a dark body that pries upon us sexually, that draws our life force and although we humans fear them we can't resist them either, terrifying and beautiful. There are the succubi who emerge through the door of the netherworld within our journeys to the otherside in our sleeping state. Nightmarish in their tellings, female demons who have sexual intercourse with sleeping men, equally the Incubus the male counterpart.Their goal is to reproduce, either by collecting semen or impregnating innocent women. Although frightening and demonic these beings are often portrayed in all forms of art in an erotic manner, as attractive, voluptuous or sexualised, or alternatively as a goblin like creature but still placed beside eroticised pictures of young female victims. This parallels the mysteries and old tale of the hapless maiden Persephone being wooed by Hades in the dark underworld where she births their offspring.

Vampires were also a horrible grim creature, defintely thought of as ugly, decaying human monsters arisen from beyond the grave. People used to go to desparate measures to prevent  these creatures from rising, steaking them to the ground, weighing them with stones, there was an apparent paranoia, the idea that something could one day rise beyond the grave and yearn for a taste of the living, their life force and energies, was so real enough that that they took action against it, a public acceptance of a belief. But overtime the vampire has become another undead subject of romanticism. Bram Stoker's Dracula helped formulate the modern lore of vampirism we know today, Dracula craved a mortal maiden Mina and she eventually is hypnotised by his spell. It holds the symbolism of life and death craving to come together in sexual union, the same partnership eternal in our folklore.

“His face was a strong, a very strong, ​aquiline​, with high bridge of the thin nose and peculiarly arched nostrils, with ​lofty​ domed forehead, and hair growing scantily​ round the temples but ​profusely​ elsewhere. His eyebrows were very massive, almost meeting over the nose, and with bushy hair that seemed to curl in its own ​profusion​. The mouth, so far as I could see it under the heavy moustache, was fixed and rather cruel-looking, with peculiarly sharp white teeth. These ​protruded​ over the lips, whose remarkable ​ruddiness​ showed astonishing vitality in a man of his years. For the rest, his ears were pale, and at the tops extremely pointed. The chin was broad and strong, and the cheeks firm though thin. The general effect was one of extraordinary ​pallor​.
Hitherto​ I had noticed the backs of his hands as they lay on his knees in the firelight, and they had seemed rather white and fine. But seeing them now close to me, I could not but notice that they were rather coarse, broad, with ​squat​ fingers. Strange to say, there were hairs in the centre of the palm. The nails were long and fine, and cut to a sharp point. As the Count leaned over me and his hands touched me, I could not repress a shudder. It may have been that his breath was rank, but a horrible feeling of ​nausea​ came over me, which, do what I would, I could not conceal." - Bram Stoker, Dracula

Even though Dracula is described as far from attractive by anyone's ideals the allure of a vampire with unnatural qualities and abilities, who can turn us to lover or pray on its whim is desirable. Today's portrayals of vampires are ones of sexy, film star like people with an unearthly beauty and a thirst, for not just our blood but to copsulate with us, that can not be quenched.

More creatures arise from the dark waters of chaos and sexuality such as the mermaid, the siren, erotic, breathtaking women who would appeal to their male prey, seducing them before dragging them deep into their watery grave. The link between sex and death, light and dark, coming together in the waters of the otherworld, or the subconscious, and our desire to reach these planes of terrifying but blissful states, the Elysium we all strive for, is irresistible even at the cost of death.

The Fisherman and the Siren, by Frederic Leighton, 1856-1858

Even nature spirits such as nymphs and dryads, beautiful feminine beings one can compare to the God's and Goddesses, caretakers of the realm, beings of both light and nature, the living, are sometimes savage and dangerous to encounter. Take Orpheus, his fate was to be torn apart by Maenad's, the female followers of the Nature God of wine, ecstasy and intoxication, Dionysis. The trials of Orpheus are even venturing the tenuous line of death and mortality by venturing to the underworld in order to unite with his fallen lover. The fate of Hylas, who encounters a nymph while fetching water from a pool, is not revealed but one can imagine it either ends in drowning less likely romantically, however the theme of seduction and the otherworld are still prominent subjects.

 Death of Orpheus, by Émile Lévy, 1866

Similarly maidens of light, godliness, sexuality, purity and innocence are also erotic and invoke our sexual instinct and in tandem our urge to connect with spirit and the otherworld.

Swan maidens are prominent in Northern European folklore and mythology. The tale of Angus and the swan maiden tells us of a hero whom in his dream state envisions a beautiful maiden whom he falls in love with. However she is a shapeshifter who changes form between a swan and a woman. Angus has to distinguish her amongst other swans on a particular night, or else she would remain so for twelve months, and propose to her. The imagery is angelic, pure, beautiful and encourages us to travel beyond the realms of the norm and seek out blissful union in an otherwordly state.  Swan maidens have guided male characters in folklore, the imagery so profound to our mortal selves.

"In fact, European folkore abounds in stories of fairy-like swan maidens who usually appear in group of three, or seven. Stories handed down across countless generations thell of them arriving at a lake where they remover their swan shift (or 'wings') and swan ring (that is, a necklace, like Caer's gold chain), which is left behind in the grass. A peasant then comes along and, on seeing the women, steals their belongings and watches from a safe distance. Once the maidens tire of their play, they approach the man and ask for return of what is theirs, at which he requests that if one one of them becomes his wife, then the others might also go free. This then occurs, enabling the peasant and swan-maiden to live as man and wife for seven years, until he shows her, or she finds, the shift and ring that he has concealed for all this time. On holding these she immediately makes her escape, causing her husband to die of heartbreak"- Andrew Collins, The Cygnus Mystery

These teasing, beautiful, pure, elusive maidens are so magical and tempting their tales aren't just bound to Europe.

"All over Europe, and  across Asia alsom the tale is more or less the same".- Andrew Collins, The Cygnus Mystery

In his book, The Cygnus Mystery, Andrew Collins presents an interesting, persuasive, thought provoking hypothesis that these maidens are likened to swans as they are a part of a neolithic global shamanic religion that see the swan as the guide to through the milkyway into the cosmic afterlife, a symbol of a ferryman of souls, a psychopomp, due to the constellation of Cygnus alligning in the milkyway, the waters of chaos, of rebirth, of life and death, and therefore these young fertile maidens symbolise beings from this cosmic, otherworld, they are beautiful and alluring as they represent our desire to travel, to experience beyond our dimension, and that experience, that worshipping of the otherworld and the afterlife is eternally linked to our drive to live, experience, reproduce, our sexual drive. Proof of the swan being a symbol of the after life, or the other world, is also described by Andrew Collins, I recommend reading his book, but here is but one example:

"Traditions of this sort hark back to an age when magical flight was thought to be attained by the male or female shaman through wearing either a cloak of swan feathers or other swan paraphernalia, evidence of which occurs in these same countries, and also in many parts of Asia and the Indian sub-continent, where swan veneration was prominent in the past. Moreover, in Denmark archaeologists have discovered a unique burial in a cemetery dating to the Mesolithic age, c. 4800 BC. A young woman was found beneath a small knoll, next to her dead child, who had been laid to rest on a swan's wing. Its striking presence has been seen by some archaeologists as evidence of a link between the swan and the transmigration of the soul. If correct it shows the antiquity of this cult, which preceded even the spread of Europe's megalithic culture, of which both Avebury and Newgrange are prime examples.

Yet the connection between swan-maidens and prehistoric tombs is not confined to Newgrange, for at the Wayland Smithy long barrow situated some 40 kilometres (25 miles) from Avebury, a legend connects the founder Wayland, or Weland, the Germanic and Norse divine smith, with the cult of the swan. It was written that he escaped from the labours imposed on him by the wicked king Niðuð by wearing a swan coat, enabling him to achieve magical flight. In some versions of the tale, this was given to him by his wife, who was a Valkyrie. They were female spirits, shape-shifting swan-maidens, who carried the souls of the dead to Valhalla, the Hall of the Heroes in Norse myth. Although Wayland's link with the monument that bears his name post-dates its construction by some 4,000 years, it cannot be coincidence that, quite separately, prehistorian Professor John North determined that Wayland Smithy is aligned to Deneb, suggesting that a swan cult existed here as early as c. 3700 BC, its accepted date of construction."- Andrew Collins, The Cygnus Mystery, article on his website: http://www.andrewcollins.com/page/articles/thecygnusmystery_knights.htm

 Another light being, closely meandering the road between sexuality and death, is that of the beautiful Valkyries from Norse mythology. The valkyries are a host of maidens who determine both whom dies and who lives in battle, their name meaning "chooser of the slain", who use their "malicious magic to ensure that their preferences in this regard are brought to fruition".

 "In the religion of the Norsemen, swans were seen as Valkyries, shapeshifting female warriors, gathering around the God Odin and his wife Freya in Valhalla, where slain warriors are recieved into the afterlife. Indeed valkyries were the 'conductors of souls to the lands of shades'. Belief in their visitations to the physical world were widepread in he scandinavian countries, where ancient tradition speaks of maidens adorning themselves..."- Andrew Collins, The Cygnus Mysterey

Often compared too with swans, or horses, they are empowered, beautiful ladies who not only exist beyond the veil they hold the reigns on the livelihood of men, literally deciding who lives and who dies, sex and death embodied, whom sometimes fall in love with heroes and men alike.

 "The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed. "- Carl Jung

Ultimately it is the attraction, the draw, the impulse we each have to explore, to lose oneself in sexual activity that beckons us towards connecting to the divine, walking the footsteps of Gods and fantastical beings alike, to enact the throes of heroes, of demons, of human beings, of particles alike, an intrinsic part of our very being, our very psyche which helps us understand ourselves and hand in hand come to terms with the aging of our being, the maturing of our soul, the demise of our simply physical, material selves, but an invitation to experience the floodgates of the world beyond the veil, to open our eyes to ecstatic realities full of beautiful maidens, of heroic knights, of dark sultry demons, incubi, succubi, vampires, of men and women so sexual, so irrestible every fibre of our being can not deny the impulse to align the light with the darkness, a journey of self discovery for "one does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious"- Carl Jung, a human experience from one to another, no matter how drunken, how debaucherous, how raunchy we are all learning, experiencing, living, creating, uniting our primal animal with our enlightened oneness, "To confront a person with his own shadow is to show him his own light"- Carl Jung.

Perhaps this urge to unite the darkness with the light, the sexual with the otherworld beyond,  is where fetishes are born, people diving into the depths of their darkness, the Thanatos taking over, sado-masochism born by experiencing our own mortality literally as we experience the sense of self gained through sex, the release of a drive that governs our waking moment for it defines what it is to be alive.

Perhaps this merging, this willingness to submit, to perform this act aware of the barrier breaking, transcendental sense of being, is so frightening we fashion images of maidens corrupted by their desires, the whore is so self empowered, so awake in her divinity, her sexual awakening, we fear her, make her monstrous, paint her as the whore of Babylon. We are so scared of mortality, of living, we curse the primordial Eve, Lilith, for teaching us that we are mortal, that we are sexual beings, that we can die, experience more than this safe bubble of reality. We curse her and the serpent, the very symbol of knowledge, of the pineal, of the rising energy of the Kundalini which is risen by the very act of being, of existing, by reaching transcendental experiences in whatever medium YOU find fit for your purpose, INCLUDING sex. We have demonised the old, ancient, sacred, enlightened priestess who guided us, who sustained us with her living fluids, her sexual energies. Paint her as a whore:

"The ’Scarlet Women’ were so called because of their being a direct source of the priestly Star Fire. They were known in Greek as the Hierodulai (’Sacred Women’) - a word later transformed (via mediaeval French into English) to ’harlot’. In the early Germanic tongue, they were known as Horés - which was later Anglicised to ’whores’. However, the word originally meant, quite simply, ’Beloved Ones’. As pointed out in good etymological dictionaries, these words were descriptions of high veneration and were never interchangeable with such words as ’prostitute’ or ’adulteress’. Their now common association was, in fact, a wholly contrived strategy of the mediaeval Roman Church in its bid to denigrate the noble status of the sacred priestess."- Laurence Gardner

Lilith, by John Collier, 1892

To engage in the act of sex is a natural, empowering experience, we are programmed to do so, it is hardwired deep in our subconscious, whether that be with a loving partner where you can awaken the depths of eachother, experience romantic bliss, or even a stranger. Life is about experience, and sex is the ultimate link to living for it is spiritually and psychologically connected to dying, and the more prepared we are for our travels, our journey to the fields of Elysium, the less we have to live in fear, denying and imprisoning apart of ourselves into the tales of history, into the twisted mythology of monsters. Live, experience, love, make love, dream, go beyong the veil, walk on the shoulders of Giants.

 "Through spiritual unfoldment and knowledge imparted by the Mysteries, however, the latent element in each nature is gradually brought into activity and ultimately the human being thus regains sexual equilibrium. By this theory woman is elevated from the position of being man's errant part to one of complete equality. From this point of view, marriage is regarded as a companionship in which two complete individualities manifesting opposite polarities are brought into association that each may thereby awaken the qualities latent in the other and thus assist in the attainment of individual completeness."- Manly P Hall, The Secret Teachings of All Ages

 

So please, go forward, my fellow journey men, be conscious that you are alive, experience the wonders of nature, of material existence, the ecstasy in your sexual empowerment, the freedom to love and unite with another, there is nothing more divine than being truly in love with someone and exploring that relationship. Awaken the darkness and balance it with your light, travel to worlds beyong and love yourself and another. Be conscious of this bond, for "man is not truly one, but truly two,”- Robert Louis Stevenson, The Strange Case of Dr Jeckyll and Mr. Hyde.Safe journey on your travels, and to you, Namaste.

Freya Rose
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References/ Sources

Books:
Genesis of the Grail Kings- Laurence Gardner
Realm of The Ring Lords- Laurence Gardner
The Cygnus Mystery- Andrew Collins
The Secret Teachings of All Ages- Manly P Hall
Bram Stoker- Dracula
The Strange Case of Dr Jeckyll and Mr. Hyde- Robert Louis Stevenson

Websites:
Bigmyth.com
industry-couldnt-get-worse/
https://thoughtsfromthemiddleseat.com/2011/02/28/explaining-thanatos-the-death-drive/
http://www.andrewcollins.com/page/articles/thecygnusmystery_knights.htm
http://www.bcliving.ca/health/5-surprising-ways-sexy-time-is-practiced-around-the-world

Hello And Welcome: About me and this blog

Hello And Welcome!

"How do you know I’m mad?” said Alice.
“You must be,” said the Cat, “or you wouldn’t have come here."- Alice's Adventures in Wonderland- Lewis Carroll

 

 I hope for this blog to be not only an imaginative magical den for all my thoughts, speculations and discussions on pagan, magical, spiritual subjects and an exploration of witchcraft, but inspiration, a helping hand or even an interesting rest stop for all of you along your own path ^_^

About Me:

I am Freya Rose, a witch, a pagan, a childlike mind stuck in an ageing body, with a fascination with writing, stories, reading, adventures, magic, unicorns, nature, animals, botanicals, music and anything that fulfills the soul.

The pantheon I pay homage to has deities from different cultures, for I believe as a nomadic species there is something to be gained from connecting to the dieties and cultures of different lands, I also mix a tiny bit of Abrahamic religions in, I believe in angels, demons, or perhaps negative energies, and evil and good. I respect everyone has different opinions and do not seek to persuade anyone so I hope the same respect can be reserved for me.

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