December 10, 2011

I spent the night in the company of witches. 

It must have been so.

There were mothers and crones and maidens about, speaking words and tones so secret and yet so deeply known to me.

Red curly hair and flowing laughter and movement, weaving us all together.

Food kept appearing and appearing and appearing

sour, spicy and sweet and fragrant.

They pulled me into the circle, placed their hands on me, infusing their wisdom

and within the colours and warmth of the light, they whispered kind spells in my ears and bestowed blessings upon my children


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