Category Archives: Witchcraft


Such a joy to wake up to full tanks, dams filling up, and the sound of squelch squelch under your gumboots, and the land sighs and moans with the ecstacy of fertility that Mabon brings yet again as we travel to the West the place of water we find Her Reflections all around us.

The water falling helps with the rotting down of Summer, just as our tears flowing help to assist our releasing and removal of what may be rotting away inside of us.

Beautiful tools to assist our spiraling journey through Autumn to Winter with the releasing and the letting go.

The beautiful Earth Mother shows us the way, our roots are once again nourished by Her waters, giving us the strength to release what we need, shake loose all that that binds you, and stops you soaring.

Trust yourself to the Water, relax, you cannot hold its sides, float, and rise above, for water will hold you when you dont struggle.

Just as life will hold you when you surrender to your fears and you too will feel the flow in your life.

Water, beautiful life giving and affirming Water thank you for reminding me that I belong to everything.



Is not this a true autumn day? Just the still melancholy that I love – that makes life and nature harmonise. The birds are consulting about their migrations; the trees are putting on the hectic or the pallid hues of decay, and begin to strew the ground, that one’s very footsteps may not disturb the repose of earth and air, while they give us a scent that is a perfect anodyne to the restless spirit. Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.
~George Elliot


As the cauldron of the potential awaits for the downward journey to Her.

Are you ready?


Autumn Tide 2018


As we stand at the entrance to the West gate, opposite the place of the rising sun that gave us light for the last 6 months we now turn to the deep waters of the changing time, our shedding complete, we stand bare, sunset, dusk, autumn, harvests end, as the darkness enfolds the sun grows old, our thoughts turn towards the coming winter.

Let’s measure what we have achieved and start plans for what will ensue, let’s sort, sift and store our fruits and seeds, and prepare our tools for our journey to the underworld, Her deepest mysteries.

We stand at this western water crossroad preparing ourselves emotionally for the passage within to the deepest self.

On Wednesday when the sun moves into the astrological sign of Aries here in Australia, we celebrate the moment of Equinox, of balance, light and dark, and of the turning of the wheel.

Time for  preparing for the doorway down, through the Mysteries once again, Mabon is approaching, I shall open myself to the seeing, this place of deep waters is for my healing. The land is slowing, rotting, swelling and falling.
Nature and my ancestors are imprinted in my bones, and water holds the memories that bring me back, year after year to revise this sacred life, to learn, to walk through new lessons, and to grow stronger through the deep harvest in Water.

As I grow older like the sacred land, I want to keep growing, learning and live a full, happy life, because I deserve it!

As I reach out more and participate in service with humanity, Hecate stands at the crossroads, smiling, and she shows me this is my personal key to harmony. The Wisdom of the Goddess shows me the importance of this service, and that my longed-for healing takes place with helping and assisting the living.

The divine Presence within me knows to become whole, I need to live fully, to take part, and become involved with others. Some days I can choose to do just a little at a time, until I feel I can do more.

As I mature so does my willingness to let more people in, to mentor from my truth, Her truth, this is a process that I will continue till I draw my last breath and journey west for the final time in this incarnation. Now as Autumn Equinox approaches, I know my journey continues again as we move to this place on the Compass, the place of deep reflection and scrying and deep memory; you too can take this opportunity for your own healing.

All of us have a deep, deep desire to belong, spiritually we are at our best when we participate with others, this is the time of year to consider cutting down the branches of isolation, and make the way for new growth toward a life of loving involvement. Remember this…Life is for living!



Beltane Blessings…..on this All Hallows Eve…

Beltane Blessings…..on this All Hallows Eve…

She is Sun Moon and Stars, woven into the dense fabric of His dark mantle; locked together in an eternal universal embrace, they dance the cosmos into all realities. She animates all creation; Mistress of the earth, the heavens and the mighty oceans, He is Creation in all its forms…. Together they dance all measure of your reality…
~~ Shani Oates


“I do conjure thee, Earth
Now in the secret hour of night
Ebb and flow of meeting
And for my place, precisely stand centred
By this, the mystery of my Craft
Entrenched I see the boundary round
And of ought else, nought but the riding moon.
And these possess my thought and soul
Facing my truth to them
For I desire no other thought but these
For since long time I do require to learn
The truth of truths
Yea verily have I suffered to acheive
The life becoming spirit
And know that good and evil will prevail
Within no forced equality
Circle of Moon be gracious to me”
~~Roy Bowers


How can I not be moved,

Gazing into your radiant face.

Your petals hold the mystery to your deepest secrets,

Your opening reflects my inner opening.

You give so generously from your roots,

What hides in the darkness nourishes.

In the silence of the solitary,

Together Mother our brilliance is born.

~ © Astarté Earthwise

Gaia Sophia

Gaia Sophia

Look around you

I drifted in with the wind

I splashed down in the storm

I draw my primal energy from the sea

Under foot the greening begins

Roots that spread so deep

Smell my perfume on the breeze

I bring life to frozen ground

Pushing through

Just as you must do

Your roots are Her roots

Your bones ache

For a reason through winter

Be forever mindful

The sacredness of Sophia

Work to service only Her

So you may lie again

Once more in her nurturing arms

When she calls you home

Sunday’s Blessings

Did you hear the droplets fall from the mighty gum trees this morning, did you witness the liquid glistening as the Eastern Sun rose and made magical lights in the pine trees to put any Christmas tree to shame. Did the soles of your feet crunch through the frost covered lawns, and leave tracks behind like an ancestor explorer. Did you listen to the Magpie’s greeting to the new day as the Eagle’s strength flapped above you on large feathered wings? Did the discarded branches, shaken loose under a new moons blanketed sky, make you dance around them on your path this morning? Did you disturb the small heard of deer as your feet scrunched through the layer of brown gum leaves, as you headed down the hill, and did you walk towards the rising sun known as Uri, and wish her a blessed day, and peace and joy to humanity, as the moments of sunrise, give all a chance of a new beginning, new thoughts, and a new day, deepest Autumn Blessings on yours.