This Blog has become a forum for a number of serious Pagan women to post and create. Our object is to provide a voice.

Wednesday, September 20, 2017

After the Storm in the Rabbit Hole by Peno Hardesty


I WAS BIRTHED ON THE ROCKS OF THE GREAT SOUTHWEST
RAISED BY THE MIGHTY ATLANTIC OCEAN
I KNOW THE POWER OF THE NOR EASTER
I HAVE SEEN THE HOPE OF THE SUNRISE OVER THE MESA
THE SUNRISE OVER THE MESA
AND FELT THE EVERGLADES PULSE BEATS STRONG
I HAVE MADE LOVE TO THE GHOSTS IN NEW ORLEANS
AND CLIMBED TO THE CROWN OF OUR LADY OF THE HARBOUR
I KNOW THE POWER OF THE WAVES
AND THE THIRST OF THE DESERT SUN
WHAT I DON'T KNOW IS WHO I AM ANYMORE
THIS STORM HAS CHANGED ME
THIS STORM
NO ORDINARY STORM
THIS STORM HAS CHANGED ME
today i found a rock and a feather-----healing blessings------today i pray for the islands-----today i give thanks for life---today i remembered the storm-----like remembering a long ago tap routine ---did it really happen-----did i really remember all the steps-----or am i just the observer---the storyteller----or is it maria---and act two ----my god could there be a third act?

Tuesday, September 19, 2017

A Bitter Harvest by Barbara Carvallo

On the Pagan calendar Mabon is the second great harvest at the end of the year.  Lammas or Lughnasadh is the first, and Samhain – Halloween to the uninitiated – is the last.  As Samhain is our New Year, Mabon is our celebration of the Fall Equinox.

The Equinox occurs this year on the 21st of September, and on that day light and dark will hold equal sway over the Earth. Accordingly, Mabon is a celebration of balance. Witches value balance in the practice of our Craft.  Just as Jung valued balance in the health of the psyche.  He spoke of the Mysterium Coniunctionis , the alchemy of opposites joining in a union of balance. We who stand at the Cauldron on Mabon will honor the Mysterium and the transformation its alchemy brings. We will bid farewell to the long days of light and welcome the restful darkness.  We will prepare the garden of our soul for a planting to be harvested next Mabon. First, we must harvest that which we planted last year.

The crop that I will harvest this year is bitter, full of rage and pain. The seeds I planted last year have yielded a crop of fury at those whom I oppose. I cannot bear to look at them, much less talk to them. This, dear Goddess, is my failing.

As I light the candles on my altar this Mabon I will ask Hecate with each flickering flame to help me select better seeds. Come spring I will plant them carefully in my heart, and water them with the blood of my faith in the hope of harvesting a crop of greater enlightenment next year. 

Regardless of the harvest there is always a immense lesson to learn, as it is the alchemy and the transformation that create my path to consciousness. To understand my path I must be good a gardener – diligently watching the light, the air, the Earth, the wind and the creatures Goddess sends to help me. So, I watched the butterflies today clustering in unusual numbers on my Agastache, dancing over my roses and sampling the herbs in my flowering pots. I realized that these lovely creatures are the Goddess’ symbol of transformation.  From egg to caterpillar to chrysalis to the Painted Lady waltzing in the sunlight just beyond the reach of my hose, the butterfly embodies the circle of transformation that is life. This, I believe, is the message Goddess sends me on the wings of the gentle butterfly – transform, adapt and be ready for the next thing because no nightmare lasts forever. We must all be ready.

May I wish you, my friends, an abundant and golden autumn, a warm and restful winter in which to select the seeds that you will plant in spring and nurture through the long days of light for harvest next Mabon. May you harvest joy, understanding, kindness and peace with every seed. Blessed Be.














Friday, September 8, 2017

ANGEL IN THE RABBIT HOLE by Peno Hardesty



i don't believe in angels or heaven or hell---i was getting something out of the car---
excuse me--do you have water?
yes---i can give you a gallon
he was older---riding a bicycle---pulling a homemade trailer
oh no no---do you need water? someone brought me six gallons i only need two so i thought i would see
if anyone needed some
after days of watching folk hoard water and batteries i started to cry--then i found myself sobbing
he pushed his to the gate
are you ok? are you scared?
no sir-----gracias kind sir
we hugged
he would not take a gallon of water from me but he left me these words that i share
THERE IS SOMETHING ABOUT THE PURE LOVE OF THE LONELY
THERE IS SOMETHING ABOUT THE PURE LOVE OF THE UNWANTED
THERE IS SOMETHING ABOUT THE PURE LOVE OF THE LOST
THERE IS SOMETHING ABOUT HUMANITY THAT IS BEAUTIFUL
he said he lived up the road although i have never seen him before--
there is something about........
blessings

With a hurricane roaring toward her home Peno finds love and shares her profound wisdom. She is a treasure to all who know her.




Monday, August 7, 2017

In the Rain

I found these Ladies smiling in the rain. Goddess gave us Roses so we could know that true beauty is of the soul; true grace is of the heart; true dignity is of the mind. Blessed Be.





Tuesday, July 18, 2017

A WHISPER IN THE RABBIT HOLE by Peno Hardesty


lash flood waters recede slowly
dampness clings to the leaves
night comes 
amid the debris a stirring
leaves wet don't crackle
listen
where was the cure for smallpox
you hung her at salem
and heart disease
he was a german jew--you know what happened
and cancer
he was freed but then the klan caught him
autism
she drowned fleeing syria
where is the answer to peace 
it is in the heart of every one
buried beneath racism and religious intolerance
hidden beneath the guns and the fear of other
can you teach us
i tried
i tried to teach you
but you killed me

Thursday, July 13, 2017

The Day Lily

The taxonomy of the day lily includes the following:
Kingdom – Plantae – plants
Division – Tracheophyta – vascular plants
Class – Magnoliopsida
Family – Xanthorrhoeaceae
Genius – Hemerocallis L. – the day lily

There are many species, a number of hybrids and dozens of cultivars.  They all share a common genetic foundation, a family in fact, and yet they are all different.  They have different sizes, different shapes, different colors, some scent and some don’t. In the garden of a day lily aficionado one might expect to find 50, 60, even a hundred varieties – they are as passionate as any rose grower.

The moral of this story of the day lily is that nature will not tolerate intolerance.  She mandates diversity.  As gardeners we can’t imagine a world where all flowers, trees, shrubs and grasses looked alike.  It is in the nature of gardeners to seek imperfect balance and perfect chaos because that is the definition of beauty. 

Gardening is a spiritual craft, a prayer planted in the soil, nurtured with the hand and heart and made manifest through good will and faith.  I have never understood the blindness that would rob the world of diversity that would make all flowers, trees, shrubs, grasses and people the same. Such sightlessness is spiritual suicide, prayer without hope, profound neglect, a corruption of the will and the antithesis of faith.


Behold the lovely day lily, Goddess’ testament to the magnificence of diversity.







Friday, June 30, 2017

Europeana by Barbara Carvallo

Europeana is a very hardy, disease resistant floribunda rose.  Bushing round and tall with thick clusters of blooms so prolific as to often obscure the beautiful green foliage and bronze tinted new growth that surrounds them, this rose lasts the summer never daunted by the heat.  These velvety red roses hold a sweet tea scent.  Taken all together this is a perfect rose for the first time rose gardener.





Monday, June 19, 2017

A Riot in the Garden

I think formal gardens, although beautiful, are a sign of human hubris. Nature owes us nothing and shares everything with us. To constrain Her, to force Her into patterns and method is a step too far. Therefore, my gardens are chaos itself, color, scent, texture and size run riot. Blessed Be.














Sunday, June 18, 2017

The Rose Show 2017 by Barbara Carvallo

Of all the Goddess’ creations, the rose is among the most beautiful.  From the high centered hybrid tea to the peony like English rose they grace the landscape with every color imaginable and scent the wind with inspiration.  Welcome to the Denver Rose Society Rose Show.  The theme of the show was “Birthday Bash” in honor of the DRS 70th anniversary.