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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, hegge, hedgen, heggen

Suffolk dialect (at least 1300 C.E. to present day): hetch

Modern English (1550 C.E to modern day): hedge

Middle English hagathorn meaning “hedge thorn” becomes the modern hawthorn

Old Teutonic stem haja- meaning “behind the hedge” gives rise to the Old English haja, Middle English heye, haye and thus the English hay. Behind the hedge lays the hay field.

The old words for hedge also gave rise to the words hawk (hedge-bird), haggard, edge and hag (witch).

Old English for hedgerow is heggeræw.

Saxon haegtessa and the Old English haegtesse, roughly translates to hedge-rider, hag-rider, witch and witch-fury.

In a 13th century Icelandic text called the Poetic Edda,… Continue reading

Redemption Song

If I could play any song, on any instrument, anywhere at all in front of anyone, and play it perfectly … I would …

Play that Christmas Bell song on a xylophone on Mars watching the sunrise over the giant red face the aliens left us.

Or it would be playing “Redemption Song” on guitar in Madison Square Garden in front of all the world leaders on one side, and as many of my friends, family, hippies and Pagans I can cram into the other side.

Oh yes.

Redemption Song

Old pirates, yes, they rob I;
Sold I to the merchant ships,
Minutes after they took I
From the bottomless pit.
But my hand was made strong
By the ‘and of the Almighty.
We forward in this generation
Triumphantly.
Won’t you help to sing
These songs of freedom? -
‘Cause all I ever have:
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs.

Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;
None but ourselves can free our minds.
Have no fear for atomic energy,
‘Cause none of them can stop the time.
How long shall they kill our prophets,
While we stand aside and look? Ooh!
Some say it’s just a part of it:
We’ve got to fulfill… Continue reading

Things

Things

Trees are good for you.

Everyone is the hero of the story in his or her own mind.

Chances are, no one is out to get you.

A spiritual path wouldn’t be worth it if it were easy.

There are many approaches to everything.

Please yourself first, but not exclusively.

The sort of people who set up a yurt on the beach and spend a summer cleaning up oil spills, without pay, are amongst the least respected in our society. No good, longhaired, tree-hugging, hippy, eco-terrorists!

If there is a way off this crazy merry-go-round only Buddha knows it.

You can tell the difference between a curse and a run of bad luck, but I couldn’t explain it.

Education does not equate intelligence.

The majority of white people will be pagan again someday, but not any time soon.

Thou art God (really).

But don’t get full of yourself now; most of the entities in the universe can kick your ass.

There is a trend to claim to be god owned in pagan culture right now, this is not something you should lie about kids. The gods are real and not all cupcakes and bunny rabbits.

No one has any… Continue reading

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