Winter Solstice 2021

She knelt upon the large velvet pillow,
a petite figure all in black
––with ancient symbols finely embroidered––
mastering tools of the Wiccan craft,
wearing her childlike mischievous smile.
Her whispers in the long, magical night
of snowy mistletoe and holly,
blessed the sacred circled space.
For the midnight hour of prayer, Nimue
raised the cone of power charged in optimism.
With Sandalwood incense and healing chants,
with dancing fire from golden candles,
we celebrated our connectedness––
humble souls determined,
changing the world for Shalom.

October 17, 2013
Dedicated to High Priestess, Nimue.
English name: Linda Rutherford,
my spirit-sister in this life
and my past life as Jonathan
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