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Автор: Marian Green
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      A Witch Alone

      Thirteen moons to master natural magic

      Marian Green

      

       Dedication

      This book is dedicated to Ronald Hutton,

      who has done so much to unveil the mysteries of witchcraft to the 21st-century world

      Table of Contents

       Cover Page

       Title Page

       FOUR A Circle Between the Worlds

       FIVE The Journey to the Otherworld

       SIX Seeking Out Pagan Traces

       SEVEN Considering the Healing Arts

       EIGHT The Old Crafts of Divination and Dowsing

       NINE Plant Power

       TEN Moon Magic and Solar Cycles

       ELEVEN Recovering the Ancient Wisdom

       TWELVE Dedication to the Old Ways

       THIRTEEN Completing the Circle

       To contact an international pagan organization

       INDEX

       About the Author

       Other Books

       Copyright

       About the Publisher

       SONG OF THE ALL-MOTHER

      I am the Mother Earth, and you’re a Child to me,

      Discover who you are and seek divinity.

      Rocks and stones and clay and peat – all strata are a part of me,

      Jewels and crystals, gems and gold are hidden in the heart of me.

      Herbs and flowers, trees and shrubs, these are growing green on me,

      Mosses, fungi, lichens, vines, all of these are seen on me.

      Horses, cattle, pigs and deer, bears and lions roam on me,

      Snakes and spiders, rats and slugs, all creatures have their home on me.

      Bubbling brooks and silent springs, living rivers flow on me,

      Pools and puddles, lakes and seas, salty oceans grow on me.

      Tiny tiddlers, mighty whales, sacred salmon leap for me,

      Sharks and squid and crabs and krill fill the waters deep for me.

      Wrens and larks and crows and terns fill my skies with darting flight,

      Hawks and eagles, bats and owls catch their prey by day and night.

      Creeping worm and flying fox, teeming ants fulfil their lives,

      In tune with me, in Nature’s way, as honey bees enrich my hives.

      Only humans rob their kin, despoil the land, pollute the seas,

      Kill for fun, destroy the woods, float poisoned vapours on the breeze.

      I shall live, for I can heal, even if you humans die,

      But you can learn, as Children should, to grow in peace beneath the sky.

       LORD OF THE WILDWOOD

      A silence lies on the Wildwood,

      The light of the stars grows dim,

      The wind has died in the branches,

      But a shadow moves. It is Him!

      He is the stag in the moonlight,

      The stallion alone on the hill,

      The bull that paws at the tussocks,

      The salmon that leaps in the rill.

      Each is a part of the Hunter,

      The Godhead that lives in the Dark,

      Lord of the Wild and the Hidden,

      At midnight, the small breathing spark.

      His is the glory of sunrise,

      The greenness that rises in spring,

      His is the force of the tempest,

      The strength in the wild eagle’s wing.

      His is the voice of the pan-pipes,

      The power that governs the land,

      But She is his wife and his Mother,

      And he dwells in the palm of her hand.

       THE PARADOXICAL