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Dienstag, 4. Oktober 2005

Samhain Night - a Poem by Wren Walker

Beneath the square ___ Of Arthur's Wain
The Faery Mounds ___ So long have lain
Like sleeping giants ___ On the Land
Like dreams we seek ___ To understand.

The Darkest Night ___ Has come around
The bay of Hounds ___ The only sound
As star-white steeds ___ Race through the wind
And branches rattle ___ And dry leaves spin.

Flashing silver ___ Pierces the Moon
Swords held high ___ Against the gloom.
Wheels of fire ___ Roll on by
As shields are raised ___ Against the sky.

Gwynn ap Nudd ___ In white and red
Heads the Hunt ___ Of the Ancient Dead
Into the realm ___ Of darkened Light
A mighty Band ___ Charges in swift flight.

This Night holds both ___ Beginning and end.
The Wheel has come ___ Full Circle again.
The past and future ___ Come into our sight
All becomes One ___ On this magick Night.

Between the heavens ___ And the earth
The Way now opens ___ To bring forth
The Hosts of those ___ Who went on before-
They come riding now ___ Through the Open Door.

Dark Wild Hunters ___ Racing the Year.
Time stands still as ___ Past and Future appear
Encircled between ___ The Dark and the Light-
Together again ___ On this Samhain Night

Goddess Grace Meditation

I am the Goddess of a thousand names and infinite capacity.
All Her gifts are mine.
All Her powers reside in me.

I am Athena of Greece.
Like my totem the owl, I am wise
for I see and hear everything around and within me.
Like the oak, I am strong for the olive of peace is sacred to me.

I am Bast, cat goddess of Egypt.
I am graceful, flexible, playful, and affectionate.
I radiate the warmth and light of the glorious sun.

I am Cerridwen of Wales.
My magic cauldron contains food for the soul,
an inexhaustible source of wisdom and inspiration.
The more I give, the more I receive.

I am Diana, Roman goddess of the ever-changing moon.
I am a protectress of women and children,
a guardian of the wild.
I focus my aim on my heart's desire and draw it to me.

I am Ereshkigal, Assyro-Babylonian goddess of the underworld,
Queen of the Great Below.
I shed dead skin to grow.
Deep powers of renewal are mine.

I am Freya, Well-beloved Nordic Lady.
I survey the beauty of my world in joyous flight.
I celebrate and honor the bonds between friends and lovers.

I am Gaia, Greek Earth Mother.
Grounded and centered in the rhythms and patterns of chaos,
I emerge to create my universe.

I am Hecate of Greece.
Triple Goddess of the crossroads of choice.
I balance my powers of thought and my emotion.
I choose the path I walk.
The torch of my reason is illumined by my brilliant intuition.

I am Isis, Egyptian Queen of the World.
I offer healing and transformation to all in need.
I hold the power to shape my world.

I am Jagad-Yoni, Hindu universal yoni, womb of the world.
I am the gatekeeper of the next generation.
I choose the life that emerges through me.
I use my power wisely.

I am Kwan-Yin of Buddhist China, goddess of compassion.
I hear and comfort the wounds of the world.
I welcome children and teach the magic of change.

I am Liban, Irish mermaid goddess.
I revel in the healing power of pleasure.
Quench your thirst at my sacred well.

I am Maat of Egypt.
Truth, justice and law are the natural order of my universe.
Harmony arises as I attune to my divine will.

I am Nu-Kua, Chinese dragon-tailed creaturess.
I restore the cosmic equilibrium.
I form community among women and men,
connecting in equality of love and respect.

I am Old Spider goddess of Micronesia.
I created the moon, the sea, the sky, the sun,
and the earth from a single clamshell.
All the vast and varied universe is present
in the smallest forms of life

As above, so below.
As within, so without.

I am Pele, Hawaiian goddess of volcanoes.
My fiery energy erupts from my core to create new worlds.
I flow easily over obstacles in my path.

I am Qedeshet of Syria.
I balance lightly on the lion I ride.
Laughter lifts me from the pull of gravity.
The lotus blossoms I hold and the serpents I carry
symbolize the life and health I bring.

I am Rhiannon, horsewoman, Divine Queen of Wales.
My steady pace is swift and smooth.
I travel freely through the world, safe, serene and secure.
My winged friends can wake the dead,
and lull the living to sleep.

I am Sedna of the Eskimos.
Know and honor me through my animals.
Bears, whales, and seals,
all creatures of the land and sea are part of me.

We share the right to be.

I am Tiamat of Babylon, primordial sea-serpent.
I am the great mother womb
who brought forth the earth and the heavens.
I dive deep into the watery unconscious
to find the treasures buried there.

I am Uttu, Chaldean-Sumerian goddess of weaving and vegetation.
I offer shelter and nourishment to all who know me.
We weed and clothe each other through our work.

I am Vasudhara, Hindu goddess of abundance.
My six arms hold everything you need and offer it to you.

Earth Water Fire Air Center Spirit
Purpose Love Passion Wisdom Here Now.
I am Wise Woman of Honduras.
I descend from heaven to build my temple on earth
and return as a glorious bird.

I honor and express my true spirit.
My beauty is beyond compare.

I am Xochiquetzal, Aztec goddess of flowers, love
spinning, weaving, singing and dancing.

I am an Original Woman.
I delight in sharing my many gifts.

I am Yemaya, Nigerian Fish Mother, Brazilian Voodoo mermaid.
Lakes, rivers and oceans are my home.
The waters of life belong to me.
We cleanse and sustain each other.

I am Zoc, Gnostic Acon of Life.
Mother of All Living.
I am the embodiment of growth and vitality.
I am unique life energy.

I am the Goddess of a thousand names and infinite capacity.
All Her gifts are mine.
All Her powers reside in me.

We are the Goddess of a thousand names and infinite capacity.
All Her gifts are mine.
All Her powers reside in me.

You are the Goddess of a thousand names and infinite capacity.
All Her gifts are thine.
All Her powers reside in thee

Author: Mariel

Sonntag, 2. Oktober 2005

Boadicea

choir : Boadicea, behold the fate of the army you controlled,
Did it quench your lust for blood, did it satisfy your soul ?

Darkness fell upon the land,
the day the kingdom died,
the empire tore it’s grasping hand,
through our darkest night,
they robbed us, and raped us,
flogged us, betrayed us,
for our freedom,
for our kingdom
we will make a stand and 
fight, fire with fire, 

choir : Boadicea, Boadicea, suddenly you’re sad and sorry ,
Boadicea, did it please ya when the final battle raged....
heaven’s on our side..... 
choir : Boadicea, Boadicea, how’d you miss your claim to glory, 
Boadicea, would you be a heroine if here today ?
Boadicea, behold the fate of the army you controlled,
Did it quench your lust for blood, did it satisfy your soul ?

two hundred thousand arms to wield,
a wild and mindless might,
the sun rose on the battlefield,
to mock a woman’s pride,
they stabbed us, and shamed us,
burned us, and maimed us,
for our freedom,
for our kingdom
hear my call to arms and 

fight, fire with fire, 
choir : Boadicea, Boadicea, suddenly you’re sad and sorry , 
Boadicea, did it please ya when the final battle raged....
heaven’s on our side..... 
choir : Boadicea, Boadicea, how’d you miss your claim to glory, 
Boadicea, would you be a heroine if here today ?

to avenge your king,
choir : In the name of Glory
to avenge your queen,
choir : the Iceni Glory
fight on !
fight on !
fight on, fight…..
or die !

choir : Boadicea, Boadicea, suddenly you’re sad and sorry , 
Boadicea, did it please ya when the final battle raged....

Heaven’s on our side..... 
choir : Boadicea, Boadicea, how’d you miss your claim to glory, 
Boadicea, would you be a heroine if here today ?
Boadicea, behold the fate of the army you controlled,
Did it quench your lust for blood, did it satisfy your soul ?

Petra Berger - Offizielle Website

Mittwoch, 21. September 2005

Journey Through A Dark Mist

A dark mist covers the moonlight,
As so, it blinds our view,
But we keep struggling to break through,
And unveil the path of darkness.

Unholy and pagan chants we hear,
Screams and laments follows us,
Hate and repulse hit us,
No matter what, we stand in our feet,
And keep fighting against it.

Darkness fills our path,
Mist blinds us,
Screams deafen us,
Hate tries to slay us,
But all of that make us stronger and stronger.

The throne, with the horned one awaits us,
The dark embrace is near,
Thy power of darkness guides us,
So many secrets are there for us to unveil.

We'll be on guard to raise our swords,
Raise them against those who stole our pure lands,
Raise them against the false prophet that corrupted our world,
We'll raise them when we defeat the rotten god and his inferiors,
Only our journey will end,
And when our journey ends, we'll sing the pagan chant of victory.


Futhark

Futharkhorde. Band Website

The Rebirth Of The Pagan Pride

Now I see the mountains,
The fullmoon shines over me,
The ancient blood runs for this lands
Those mystic places I adore.

CHORUS:
Take your axe and feel the wrath
Of the ancient gods,
Now the fire starts to burn
The pagan pride is our again
We got the fire!!!

Through the frozen forest I walk
The darkness fills the sky, the moon shines
In the valleys begins the battle,
We are gathered, ready for attack,
Give us your power, to win the victory,
The battle rages

CHORUS:
Cosmic storms blow the lands,
The eternity reigns in everywhere,
Ancient legions awake again,
Seeds of the pagan gods,
Are ready to grow,
And finally we have the triumph

OUTRO:
Send us to the eternity,
The pagan ruins are rebuild,
To reign forever.


Futhark

Futharkhorde. Band Website

Sonntag, 21. August 2005

Namen und Gegennamen

Um Kränkung in Stärke zu verwandeln, haben Whigs, Tories, Schwarze sich dazu entschlossen, stolz die Namen zu tragen, die ihnen voller Verachtung gegeben wurden."
(Salman Rushdie, Die Satanischen Verse)

Samstag, 2. Juli 2005

Leseprobe aus "Der Kreis der Elemente" von Ash

Aktive Meditation: Der Klang des Wassers

Diese Übung ist als Gruppenübung konzipiert. Du kannst sie jedoch auch für dich allein ausführen.

Wenn ihr in einer Gruppe arbeitet, bildet einen Kreis um das Tuch in der Mitte. Jeder hält ein Musikinstrument.

Konzentriere dich auf deinen Herzschlag. Mit jedem mal pulst das Blut durch deine Adern. Wiege dich mit deinem Puls sanft hin und her.

Energie sammelt sich im zweiten Chakra, drei Finger breit unter dem Bauchnabel. Sie wird mehr und mehr. Sie leuchtet blaugrün und wird immer kräftiger und heller. Wie Wasser schwappt sie in unserem Bauch hin und her. Wie die endlosen Wellen des Meeres.

Die Energie fließt aus deiner Mitte in deinen gesamten Körper und du kannst ihren Puls spüren. Wiege dich mit dem Puls, beobachte ihn und beobachte wie dein Körper ganz in diesem Puls aufgeht, sanft gewiegt wie ein kleines Kind.

Beginne langsam mit der Stimme den Klang des Wassers zu suchen. Lass deine Stimme die Töne produzieren, die sie machen will. Lass dich ganz in diesen Klang fallen und zwinge ihn nicht.

Wenn du das Gefühl hast, er ist stark, versuche ihn mit deinem Instrument zu begleiten. Wir wollen versuchen einen großen schwingenden Klangkörper zu erzeugen. Lass dich tragen vom Klang des Wassers. Lass dich fließen mit dem Fluss des Lebens und mit dem Rhythmus des Entstehens und Vergehens. Lass dich in die Tiefe des Klangs hinein fallen und werde eins mit dem Klang der Wellen und des Regens. Beobachte deine Gefühle, ihr ständiges auf und ab, ihre Veränderlichkeit. Lache und weine wenn dir danach ist.

Wenn du das Gefühl hast, du möchtest zurückkehren, lass die Wellen des Klangs sich glätten und werde leiser. Kehre in deinen Körper zurück. Lass die Kraft in deinen Kelch fließen und trinke ein Schluck daraus. Atme noch ein paar mal tief durch und schreibe deine Erfahrungen auf.


© Copyright 2005 by Heiden Verlag, Germany

Heidenverlag.de

Skadi

Silvery goddess of the snow,
Your shining beauty melts the cold
Dress me in your white shawl
Kindle my fierce passions
Wake Skadi, proud northern giantess
I invoke your strength

Hagalaz Runedance - Wake Skadi

Donnerstag, 30. Juni 2005

Gesang der Elfen

Um Mitternacht
wenn die Menschen
erst schlafen
dann scheinet uns
der Mond,
dann leuchtet uns
der Stern,
wir wandeln und singen
und tanzen erst gern.

Um Mitternacht
wenn die Menschen
erst schlafen
auf Wiesen an den Erlen
wir suchen unseren Raum
wund wandeln und singen
und tanzen einen Traum.


Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Samstag, 25. Juni 2005

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