10.04.2020

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10 Apr

Being a witch does not preclude enchantment by the beautiful fables, tenets and architecture of other religious paths. If anything it has connected me to them, their echoes blessing my crooked path with their particular magic. And this weekend after the full moon after the equinox is crammed with them.

Tales of crucifixion and resurrection are more than stories from an old book. We too feel unheard or misunderstood, betrayed and abandoned for holding to that which we personally have faith in, as the baying masses spectate and hunger for blood. Whilst we might gobble chocolate eggs and act like dumb bunnies on a four day weekend, we are also observing a change in season and the rites of Spring. Which is weirder still if it is Autumn where you do Easter.

The old story that feels most salient this year is Passover. Jews were instructed to signal to the angel of death that he should pass over their home and let them live free from the plague that was claiming so many lives. A familiar chime, darklings? This week long Jewish celebration of liberation coming in a time of no liberties. Toasting freedom from enslavement as we watch the capitalist shackles that held us all too tightly smash to pieces. A mass exodus from our old lives to a promised land we have only dreamed of. This year I feel that story in my bones.

I mused this week in the coven about the sigils we might paint on our own doors. And I read long about Azrael, the archangel of death who delivers the ultimate transformation to our front step unbidden. His name in Islam translates to helper and he is said to also assist those still living to transform their lives. He comforts anyone grieving loss and removes blockages to our spiritual growth. Azrael holding us all close.

It feels to me as though this pandemic - which seems like the thing but is the catalyst for the global revolution in consciousness that is the real thing - is asking us to dance with our fears as we court our own transformation. To craft light from our shadows, so to build an aligned life and a braver new world. In so doing, we each contribute to the rebuilding of our world from the ground up. And that sounds like resurrection to me.

Choosing the tales you imbibe, the news you subscribe to and the practice you maintain is your point of power. But no matter what stories you read or songs you sing or whom you pray to - or for - this weekend, I hope you still sink your teeth into some very fine chocolate.

Our community coven welcomes all faiths, backgrounds and mindsets as we cultivate our spirituality by aligning with cycles and seasons of the earth, moon and sky.

Next Friday night is our inaugural Coven Cocktail Party and ritual circles are coming live next dark moon. Membership is just $10/month and grants you full access to all content, rituals, spells and playlists. Oh yes, there is dancing!