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~..BlessedSamhain~
Samhain
is one of the 8 witch's Sabbats, or more specifically a cross quarter
festival. We honor this night, the Dark Goddess, the Mysteries, the
Blessed Dead, and the Mighty Ones of the Craft. For many, particularly
those of Celtic traditions, it is the biggest celebration of the year.
It is both a time to honour the Universe and for merry making. To
Wiccans, Samhain is also very important for its part in the Wheel of
Life. This is the legend of the God and Goddess who are in an endless
cycle of birth, growth, death and rebirth as exemplifies the changes of
the seasons.
On this night, the veil between this world and the
next grows thin. The spirits of those who came before us are near, and
they hear us when we call upon them. All part of the endless cycle,
life and death walk hand in hand, side by side. Without one, we cannot
have the other.
As light begins to fade, we embrace the dark part of the year, knowing that without the darkness, the light is meaningless.
Take
time to reflect on what this new year means to you, and what it meant
to those we call the Ancient Ones. May your ancestors look upon you
proudly as you honor them tonight.
Samhain Chant
Fire red, summer's dead, Yet shall it return. Clear and bright in the night, Burn, fire, burn!
Dance the ring, luck to bring, When the year's aturning. Chant the rhyme at Hallowstime, When the fire's burning.
Fire glow, vision show Of the heart's desire, When the spell's chanted well Of the witching fire.
Dance the ring, luck to bring, When the year's aturning. Chant the rhyme at Hallowstime, When the fire's burning.
Fire spark, when nights are dark, Makes our winter's mirth. Red leaves fall, earth takes all, Brings them to rebirth.
Dance the ring, luck to bring, When the year's aturning. Chant the rhyme at Hallowstime, When the fire's burning.
Fire fair, earth and air, And the heaven's rain, And blessed be, and so may we, At Hallowstide again.
Dance the ring, luck to bring, When the year's aturning. Chant the rhyme at Hallowstime, When the fire's burning.

My Love and Gratitude to all my dear friends, old and new, may you, and all your beloveds on both sides of the veil be most Blessed this day.
~MotherPeace~
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