Full Moon

The Moon was full and our work was done.
The Moon was full and our prayers were sent.
We called the Wind to send our words.
We called the Rain to fall
We called the Fire to rise for us.
We felt the Earth as we stood before the Goddess.
We did the work that has been done those before us.
We did what we have done in the past.
For we know who we are.
We are the sons and daughters of the Goddess.
We serve her well.

Copyright JoAnne Spiese2010
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Death of a Crone

Death of a Crone

She sits near the fire on this night of a Full Moon. Her hair looks like silver as the moon beams play against the Loch. Her hands extend over the fire. The flames rise and fall as she slowly moves her hands from side to side. They are wore from all the years. They look like maps of her life set into her skin. For many years she has sat by this fire. Her devotion to the Goddess remains unchanged.



Her words call the winds to her this night. The gentle rain has been summoned. The cool earth is beneath her. She has called the elements and she is one with them. The breeze rustles her dress,the rain falls yet she remains still for she has called the Goddess. This night will be the final call for the Goddess.



The air is filled with the music of the pipes. She knows them well and feels their comfort. Stillness surrounds her this night. The stag stands near and becomes the watcher. The eagle perched on the tree becomes her protector. The black cat sits at her side as he has done these many years.



Her power will be released this night to be carried to the one who will take her place. It has been her will that this night she will be released from her earthly body to join her Sisters. Many have passed to the hands of the Goddess. She reflects on the years that she has served the Great Mother. She has known the love of a man. One whose hand she held through out her life. The one whose eyes she gazed into as his light left him. Her daughters grown and their knowledge intact. She has shared all that she knows with them and the power of the Goddess and the Elements. She has stood on this mountain and summoned the wind to do her work. She has summon the fire to cleanse her soul. She has summon the earth to grown its bounty. She has been summon the Goddess to join this man and become one with him and with the Goddess. This has been her past.



No fear comes to her this night. She knows that the circle will remain. There is a joy that comes to her with the knowledge that she will join those who she loves that are gone now. Their has been loneness in recent days that has reached her soul. Her time has come and she has been waiting for the Goddess to call her. She has heard the whisper of her Goddess and has come to her place of devotion.



She removes her cloak and lays it on the earth that she knows so well. She feels a tiredness that she has known for several years. The burden of who she is had weigh heavy on her soul. It is time for the her daughters to take her place. She has asked no one to join her this night. Only the one she serves will be with her.



She lies on her cloak. One that she has worn for the Goddess on many a night. The sweat sounds of the pipes remain. The wind swirls around her. The moon shines on her and her body glimmers as silver in the night. She hears the whisper that she knows. My daughter give me your hand and follow me. Close your eyes and become on with the wind. Let your power be released. Let your words fill the air. Let your soul join your Sisters. Leave this earth for now. You were mine from the day you came to this world to this night that you leave.

My daughter you are loved.



Copyright JoAnne Spiese 2010
All Rights Reserved

Protection

For My Sisters and their families,

I raise my arms before the Full Moon and ask for the presence of the Goddess.

I feel her as she presents herself to me.

I bow my head as her daughter to the Mother of All.

She asks her child why I have called her this night.

I ask for the protection for those who go foreward with their lives for others.

I ask for those who step to the front for those who are unable.

I ask for those who live with pain and find no comfort.

I ask for the children alone and fearful.

I ask for the animals who shiver in the cold and fear.

I ask for the elderly whose days are filled with loniness.

I ask for those who fears make them unable to cry out for help.

I ask for those who voices are ignored.

I ask for the families who live with hunger

I ask for those who must give themselves to others to stay alive,

She touches my arm and whispers to me...they are all in my heart and protection is theirs.

You my daughter must stand with your Sisters and continue my work.

You my daughter with your Sisters must take them into your hearts.

You my daughter and your Sisters will be their voices.

Be heard my daughter for I stand with you and your Sisters.

Remember I am the Wind, the Fire, the Rain and the Earth.

When you call I will aways be there for you and your Sisters.

For you are all my children and covered in my love.

I take you in my arms and I know you well.

Go forth and bring my light to all...

Copyright JoAnne Spiese 2010
All Right Reserved

Who we are

We stand on the shoulders of those who have gone before us.

We stand in the middle of our circle

We stand under the Moon's Full light

We stand next to our Sisters.

We stand before the Goddess

We stand and we are seen by all.

We stand and become one with each other

We join with the past, present and future.

For we are Witches and know who we are...