Opening to Divination
Circle round thrice
As the witch’s pouch
Is held tight.
The cauldron is filled
With water and moonlight.
Gaze up towards Lady Moon
And call forth your desire.
The herbs in the bag of art
Throw now into the heat
Of the blazing fire.
Gaze into that
Which holds the key
Reflecting back the
Treasure of answer to me.
Herb and water
Iron and flame
The truth revealed
The heart’s desire thusly named.
No Samhain celebration would be complete without some curiosity and action taken to peer into what “may be”. To that end, divination is the space of opening to being receptive enough to ask the query and receive the answer. Today’s post sets the stage for that work…
When we hear the word “Divination” it usually conjures up a picture of the gypsy fortune-teller who will predict your future love interest, dream job or soon…
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