Avalon Water Spell
/So this spell is just a little rhyme that I use to help me part the Mists and journey to Avalon to heal...
I anoint my brow with the red waters of the Chalice well
I anoint my hands and feet with the white lime/calcium saturated waters of the White well
Then I whisper...
Waters of Avalon draw me near
To the place that I hold dear
by skull and stone
and Blood and bone
I part the mists
and Journey into the unknown...
Avalon Water Spell
/So this spell is just a little rhyme that I use to help me part the Mists and journey to Avalon to heal...
I anoint my brow with the red waters of the Chalice well
I anoint my hands and feet with the white lime/calcium saturated waters of the White well
Then I whisper...
Waters of Avalon draw me near
To the place that I hold dear
by skull and stone
and Blood and bone
I part the mists
and Journey into the unknown...
Ritual wear
/So while I was at this event I saw so many beautiful dresses, in so many different styles. Many were over the top but others were flattering and functional. Now I believe that we will be keeping them for the Wicca course, it makes sense and I don't believe that one shouldn't be able to practice because they cant sew or afford the robes. Since my girls are unhappy, and I am looking for something different for the Cauldron of Avalon, we will be working with more historically accurate ritual wear. I am working hard and researching as deeply as I can all aspects of the per-christian Priestess in the British Isles. Unfortunately there isn't much information on these things. So I am left to look at other cultures, and mundane women of the time. To the left is a 12c gown. I really love this style but there was so much christian influence by this time that it is most likely not what the Priestess wore. The 2nd picture is a Viking Apron dress. We do know that the Anglo Saxon influence was very strong in the area during the 5th-9th c. Many of my girls like to veil for ritual as well. So with the help of some knowledgeable Scadians I have come up with 2 options. I do believe we will have a winter and summer "ritual wear" both consisting of the same under tunic most likely in linen. The linen fabric is a natural fiber made from the flax plant, and is very durable. The winter will consist of the last photo a looser and longer sleeved robe, and the summer will be the viking apron dress. Now you might be thinking but these are Viking dresses, well yes you are right, but since there is little to no information on what the Cornish and Welsh were wearing at this time. This is our best guess, not only that they are flattering, functional, and I think that my girls will be happier!
There is something deeply touching about the layered look. Especially our summer look. The path of the Priestess though is one of power, is one of servitude. It is a modest path, that comes with hard work. These dresses (soon to be ritual robes) express this perfectly.
Avalon Rose Water
/Avalon - Tools for the Journey
/Avalon and Glastonbury have been a huge influence on my path in the past few years. With my pilgrimage to the Tor and the Chalice Well as well as my training in the Avalon Mystery School there has been much of her presence swirling in my magic and practice. It is close to the ending of the mundane year and so I am finishing up projects and getting ready to move into a new home.With this new home there is more space to work and create and more yard to grow! I am so excited!!! With the new year there is much I want to do. However I have narrowed it down to a few things. There will be a line of Water Witch Teas (of course!) The Magic Soaps will be replenished and an Aphrodite Beauty soap will be added. There will be a whole new line of Flower Power Powders. You can look for these in between Candlemass and the Spring equinox. However lets end 2013 with a trip to Avalon shall we?
Avalon is the fabled island from Aurthurian tales. Morgan La Fae, the Lady of the Lake and Author traveled there. With the popularity of the Mists of Avalon. It has earned a reputation of being a mythological island. However this is not the case. Avalon is the other world. It the summerland, it is Annwn. Avalon was first mentioned in Geoffrey of Monmouth's History of the Kings of Brittan. Avalon is where Excalibur was forged and King Author was taken after he was mortally wounded in battle. Avalon is indeed the other world, it is magic and can be accessed by crossing the hedge.
I have been working on a Tea and Incense blend to aid with the journey to Avalon. Incorporating some of the sacred plants from Glastonbury and Avalon as well as plants that aid in journey work and second sight. (Keep reading there is a poem at the end)
Parting the Mists Tea
1 Part White Rose petals (To symbolize the white well)
1 Part Red Rose petals (To symbolize the red well)
1 Part Peppermint
1/2 Part Dried Apple (The sacred fruit of Avalon)
1/8 Part Primrose (One of the first blooms in the Spring)
1/8 Part mugwort (To aid in crossing the hedge)
and a pinch of Hawthorn Flowers (To symbolize the boarder between this world and Avalon)
Parting the Mist Incense blend
1 Part White Rose petals (To symbolize the white well)
1 Part Red Rose petals (To symbolize the red well)
1/2 Part Dried Apple (The sacred fruit of Avalon)
1/2 Part mugwort (To aid in crossing the hedge)
1/4 Part Wormwood (To aid in crossing the hedge)
9 drops of Myrrh (To symbolize the 9th wave)
and a pinch of Hawthorn Flowers and berries (To symbolize the boarder between this world and Avalon)
While you are drinking your tea and burning your incense read this poem and drift away to Avalon...
Somewhere beyond the Hawthorn tree,
I heard lady Avalon call to me.
Whispers soft as the Primrose,
It was I she chose
I closed my eyes and began to breath,
I knew this body I would soon leave.
I counted the waves 7 and 8 to 9,
The surge I felt was divine.
I lifted up
I left my body holding my cup.
I smelled the roses across the shore
I followed the lady, I wanted more.
Surrounded by the goddesses fruit
I heard the holy well sing like a distant flute.
The White Lady appeared before my eyes
Her words I carefully listened to
I held the trance
She whispered words,
Which I knew were true.
Somewhere beyond the hawthorn tree,
I heard the lady call to me.
Past the sacred grove and the Holy well,
My trance was done and I fell.
Somewhere this side of the Hawthorn tree
I stared at a cup
Red and white blooms looking back at me...