Tags: hedgewytch

• It’s Not Done Yet

  Hedge Witchery
  Hedge is a Teutonic term originally meaning any fence, boundary or enclosure, later meaning a specific type of living thicket planted to act as a fence, enclosure or boundary.
  Old High German (language used roughly from 500 to 1050 C.E): hegga, hecka
  Old Dutch (600 to 1150 C.E.): heggehn
  Old Saxon or Old Low German (800 to 1200 C.E) : haeg
  Anglo-Saxon or Old English (550 C.E to 1250C.E): hecg, hegge, haga, hecge or hege
  Middle English (11th century and about 1470 C.E): hedge, [...]

• Consciousness

  I am asleep.

  I am asleep and have delved into some deep abyss of dreaming far beyond the physical enclosure that is my body.

  I dream and know I am dreaming. I glide through a realm of black and blue, soft and delicate as silk, sheer like fine muslin. I dance in the glory of the dreamscape.

  Then, a gradual awareness begins to tug at me. I feel my body calling me back to awakening. The most simple and basic need driving me [...]

• Another of Those “About Me” Posts

  What’s your Path?
  I am a Hedgewitch. Meaning I am a shamanic practitioner of folk magick (that’s the short explanation). My spirituality is Celtic/Anglo-Saxon Paganism. I started in Wicca like many do, but have moved further away from it more and more of time. I am not however a Wicca-basher like many non-Wiccan Witches are.
  Do you have an altar?
  Sometimes I use an altar and sometimes not. An altar is simply a workspace to me. I have laid out elaborate altars on [...]

• A Shout Out to Traditional Witches

  Hullo!
  I am writing an article (and perhaps a chapter for a book) on the etymology of the word “Hedgewitch”. That is, the history of the term.
  While many Trad Witches insist the term “Hedgewitch” was used by Trad Witches before it was popularized as a solitary Wiccan or Kitchenwitch, there seems to be a terrible lack of evidence for this.
  If any Trad Witches can point me in the direction of the usage of the term “Hedgewitch and “Hedgerider” in the modern [...]

• The Square Peg

  I have often thought that
  If only I had been born into a tribal society
  I would have been given a costume and drum
  A place and role in society
  And happily spent my life as a shaman serving my community
  Instead I am stuck working retail
  Moving through Western society as awkwardly
  As a square peg jammed into a round hole
  And practicing my spirituality behind closed doors

• The Tenth

  The tenth Rune-spell I did learn
  Whilst hanging from the World Tree
  Is to gaze deep into the murky night
  And spy the Hedgewitches flying high,
  Sending their spirits far and wide
  I see their true forms,
  Though they may shift their shapes
  With this Rune-charm that I know,
  I can confuse their wandering souls
  Then turn them ‘round and send them home
  Back into their bodies,
  Back within their own skins
  And for a time at least, trap them within.