• sarahcandlemagic 87w


    A time of transformation
    not quite the beginning or the end
    A time of perfect balance
    between winter and summer's end
    Be grateful for all you're given
    and the ways that you have grown
    You are guided by the Goddess
    as your darkness, you learn to own
    No longer the fertile mother -
    yet, not quite wise old Crone
    The wild woman walks between
    what is - and the unknown
    It's the season of the wild witch; who dances in the night
    High on summer revelry, and following the light
    It's time to come to centre - cross the threshold now
    Enter into your shadow - let the Goddess show you how