The Picture of the Quilt sqaures we sent to the Religious Freedom Quilt Project, this month.
The Religious Freedom Quilt will be outlined in the colors of the American flag--red, white, and blue--and will contain patches sent by solitary practitioners, Wiccan or Pagan organizations, covens, or other defenders of religious freedom. Anyone is free to participate, whether they are pagan or not, as long as their contribution conforms to the specifications for the project."
For more information, visit the announcement listed on Themestream at: The Religious Freedom Quilt Project or email Covenant_of_the_Sacredmoon@yahoo.com with a subject line " Freedom Quilt".
Appalachian Pagan Alliance Newsletter- May 2001
Editress; Ginger Strivelli
Well, the problem with Erwin Middle School’s music program containing Christian music exploded this month. At the concert, Shana, our APA member who along with her mother and I, went to ask that the school add a Pagan song to the largely Christian music program, was chased off stage and inflicted with the singing of one of the removed songs by her defiant classmates, as teachers and the principal looked on uselessly.
This drove Nessa, Shana, and myself back to the press, and the event was showed on WLOS news, thanks to the VHS tape of the hate crime the McNellys had. The coverage on WLOS, and the Asheville-Citizen-Times, was rather good, showing the unfairness of the issues. Buncombe County Schools did nothing to punish the offenders, but lawsuits are pending. Check out the APA in the news pages for more information on this issue. Short term won battle is that Buncombe County schools will avoid future problems for themselves by having diversely religious songs, or no religious songs at all in their music programs.
FROM OUR BOOK OF SHADOWS;
Fairy Food Candy Recipe;
Fairy Food 1 cup sugar 1 cup dark corn syrup 1 Tbsp. vinegar 1 Tbsp baking soda Combine sugar, syrup, and vinegar in a heavy saucepan. Cook over medium heat, stirring constantly, until sugar dissolves. Continue cooking, without stirring, until it reaches 300 degrees on a candy thermometer. Remove from heat and quickly stir in soda and mix well. Pour into buttered pan. Candy will spread itself. Cool and break into pieces. Makes 1 pound . (Submitted by Al Replogle)
Cherokee Invocation Prayer
Edoda Igaehinvdo______Father Sun
Etsi Udosvnoehi _______Mother moon
Adelv Elohino ________Sister Earth
Agidoi Agasga________Brother Rain,
Ale agidoi Unutsi _____and brother Snow
Adanvdo, Selu _____Great Spirit, Corn Mother,
ale Kanene Ski Amai Yehi __And Spider Grandmother
Giyvha aquadanvdo _____Come in my heart,
ale widitsalvwisdasi ____and go to work!
Gvnsga______’It shall be so’ (So mote it be)
By; Tseyoucahle Hutsilvha_____ (Wild Ginger Flower) Ginger Strivelli
Witches’ Amazing Grace Song
Amazing grace, how sweet the Earth that bore a witch like me! I once was burned, now I survive, was hung and now I sing. T'was grace that drew down the moon and grace that raised the seas. The magic in the people's will will set our Mother free. We face the East and breathe the winds that move across this earth. From gentle breeze to hurricane our breath will bring forth the change. Turn towards the South and feel the fire that burns in you and me. The spirit's flame will rise again and burn eternally. We greet the West, our souls awash in tides of primal birth. Our tears and blood, our pain and love will cleanse and heal the earth. Reach into the North and know your roots down deep ancestral cave. We find the wisdom of the Crone, Of circles we are made. Amazing earth, enduring life, from death into rebirth. ‘Tis earth I am and earth I love and earth I'll always be. Amazing grace, how sweet the Earth that bore witches like we. We once were burned, now we survive, were hung and now we sing. Goddess bless, so mote it be, Our magic spirals on. Merry meet and merry part and merry meet again.
(By Verna Knapp Submitted By Nessa MCNelly)
Incantation From The Play ‘Manfred’ By Lord Byron
When the moon is on the wave, And the glow-worm in the grass, And the meteor on the grave, And the wisp on the morass; When the falling stars are shooting, And the answer'd owls are hooting, And the silent leaves are still In the shadow of the hill, Shall my soul be upon thine, With a power and with a sign.
Though thy slumber may be deep, Yet thy spirit shall not sleep; There are shades which will not vanish, There are thoughts thou canst not banish; By a power to thee unknown, Thou canst never be alone; Thou art wrapt as with a shroud, Thou art gather'd in a cloud; And for ever shalt thou dwell In the spirit of this spell.
Though thou seest me not pass by, Thou shalt feel me with thine eye As a thing that, though unseen, Must be near thee, and hath been; And when in that secret dread Thou hast turn'd around thy head, Thou shalt marvel I am not As thy shadow on the spot, And the power which thou dost feel Shall be what thou must conceal.
And a magic voice and verse Hath baptiz'd thee with a curse; And a spirit of the air Hath begirt thee with a snare; In the wind there is a voice Shall forbid thee to rejoice; And to thee shall night deny All the quiet of her sky; And the day shall have a sun, Which shall make thee wish it done.
From thy false tears I did distil An essence which hath strength to kill; From thy own heart I then did wring The black blood in its blackest spring; From thy own smile I snatch'd the snake, For there it coil'd as in a brake; From thy own lip I drew the charm Which gave all these their chiefest harm; In proving every poison known, I found the strongest was thine own.
By thy cold breast and serpent smile, By thy unfathom'd gulfs of guile, By that most seeming virtuous eye, By thy shut soul's hypocrisy; By the perfection of thine art Which pass'd for human thine own heart; By thy delight in others' pain, And by thy brotherhood of Cain, I call upon thee! and compel Thyself to be thy proper Hell!
And on thy head I pour the vial Which doth devote thee to this trial; Nor to slumber, nor to die, Shall be in thy destiny; Though thy death shall still seem near To thy wish, but as a fear; Lo! the spell now works around thee, And the clankless chain hath bound thee; O'er thy heart and brain together Hath the word been pass'd--now wither (By Lord George Gordon Byron 1788-1824)
MEERY MEET THE GODS-E
Endursaga- Sumerian Herald God
Eostre- Saxon Goddess od Spring
Eos-Erupeon Goddess of the Sky
Enlil-Sumerian God of winds.
Epona-Celtic Horse Goddess
Esu-African God of the passage of Death
Esus-Celtic War God of the woods
Estsanatlehi- (Turquoise Woman or Changing Woman) American Indian Fertility Goddess
Egeria- Italian Goddess of Wisdom and advice
Edda- Scandinavian Grandmother Goddess of story-telling
Evaki – Amazon Rain Forest Goddess of Darkness
Eingana- Australian Mother Goddess
Eadon- Irish Goddess of Poetry, song and bards
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