It is Beltane; the great Sabbat of fire and flowers; of love
and renewal. The Goddess of Summer is Mother
to us all, carrying in Her swelling womb the richness of many harvests, arriving
robed in lilies, tulips and the sweet violet.
In Her hair the greening ivy weaves the English daisy and sweet lavender
into a crown of glory. Goddess is
eternal, moving through the cycles of the year and the web of time with loving
grace and a gentle promise that She is always with us and Her magic is
everlasting. Many blessings to you
all.
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