Last update performed: 07 January 2004
Threshold (thresh' old) n.
Long ago, I discovered a path. Even though I had never walked upon it, it was familiar to me and well worn. It felt very natural to walk it, very comfortable. I felt as though I was meant to walk it. I learned so much about my surroundings, about those who had walked the path previously. I started learning about myself, and what's more, I liked who I was becoming. I also began learning about the path itself, about its history, its origins. Each question I had was answered in what seemed the only way possible, the only logical way. Everything was so efficient. The harmony of the path was never broken. This was something I had never before experienced, this harmony, an absolute lack of fear and doubt, an inner peace.
The path led me to a spirituality called Wicca, or Witchcraft. I studied the Craft for three years, along with other religions and philosophies, like Taoism and Buddhism, before I finally dedicated myself solely to Wicca . Two years later, the summer of 1998, I initated into the Craft in my first sabbat ritual. But, due to a lack of time and three physical re-locations, I didn't keep up with my new found spirituality to my liking and it fell by the wayside. I had lost my path, again. My life was not the same without it.
So, this Samhain (2000), I have decided to re-dedicate and re-initiate into Witchcraft. I have been empty and unfulfilled, compromising things inside of me that I thought couldn't be affected with my faith. But my faith was weak. I had initiated into the Craft for the wrong reasons. I took on two pupils thinking I was ready to teach what I knew, which was only a small drop in the ocean as I have come to discover. I vainly hoped that magick would help fix the things broken in my life. But it couldn't and wouldn't without my active participation. I had the need, but not the drive. I know what I need to do. I have all the tools and the knowledge to remedy the situation. And now, with the much needed desire and belief in Wicca and the Triple Goddess and Horned God, I am ready to return to the path, to my calling, if the Goddess wills it to be so.
I am ready to cross the threshold in perfect love and perfect trust. Mote it be!
I have chosen to break my Book of Shadows and Lights up into three distinct categories, each with subsequent sub-categories. These are as follows:
Spells, Rites & Rituals
Art & Incantations
Rede of the Wiccae
Bide the Wiccan laws ye must
in perfect love an' perfect trust.
Live an' let live--
fairly take an' fairly give.
Cast the Circle thrice about
to keep all evil spirits out.
To bind the spell every time,
let the spell be spake in rhyme.
Soft of eye an' light of touch--
speak little, listen much.
Deosil go by the waxing Moon--
sing an' dance the Wiccan rune.
Widdershins go when the Moon doth wane,
an' the Werewolf howls byt the dread Wolfsbane.
When the Lady's Moon is new,
kiss the hand to her times two.
When the Moon rides at her peak
then your heart's desire seek.
Heed the Northwind's mighty gale--
lock the door and drop the sail.
When the wind comes from the South,
love will kiss thee on the mouth.
When the wind blows from the East,
expect the new and set the feast.
When the West wind blows o're thee,
departed spirits restless be.
Nine woods in the Cauldron go--
burn them quick an' burn them slow.
Elder be ye Lady's tree--
burn it not or cursed ye'll be.
When the Wheel has turned a yule,
light the log an' let Pan rule.
Heed ye flower, bush an' tree--
by the Lady blessed be.
Where the rippling waters go
cast a stone an' truth ye'll know.
When ye have need,
harken not to other's greed.
With the fool no season spend
or be counted as his friend.
Merry meet an' merry part--
bright the cheeks an' warm the heart.
Mind the Threefold Law ye should--
three times bad an' three times good.
When misfortune is enow,
wear the blue star on thy brow.
True in love ever be
unless thy lover's false to thee.
Eight words the Wiccan Rede fulfill--
an' it harm none, do what ye will.
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