It is in Nyx, the Star Goddess,
in which we live, move and have our being.
She is the enigmatic Black Lady,
whose darkness causes the light to shine forth more brightly.
Black is the color of power.
Blessed are those whose hearts are lascivious as a young child or a wild animal, for theirs is the black heart of power.
Remember to always dance in the shadows and light.
Harmony brings creation and destruction to your microcosm,
and it is a precarious dance indeed.
The heart of the witch is baptized in the blood of their ancestors.
I have been asked “What path do you follow?” I answered “Love.” I have been asked “What rituals do you do?” I answered “The ritual of ecstasy and Oneness.” In my life of following rigid teachings and the proper way to conduct rituals, I have come to encounter that all of these forms are devoid of soul. They cannot replace the Love that exists in my heart for the Goddess. To expect an empty ritual or a certain teaching to bring you Gnosis is like expecting an empty plate to fill itself with the food of your desire and satiate you. Put aside the trappings, and fall in love with the Divine. Only then can your heart be filled with forgiveness, healing, and compassion.
A gorgeous Full Moon over Florida
A Hymn to Selene:
Star sequined Lady of Night,
Heaven’s shiny adornment:
Listen to our petitions.
Hear our groaning spirits;
Feed our souls,
Bless our minds,
Sanctify our bodies;
All in Your Name we pray.