Black Friday Sale* Free 11/22-11/26 ~Firefly of Immortality ~ The Guardians of Light (Book 1) by Kasey Hill
Sophie was raised to believe that she was an ordinary girl living in an ordinary world. However, after the passing of her grandmother, her entire world shattered to the ground. Sophie may have been born an ordinary girl, but her soul was as old as the dawn of time. She was an angel, and she alongside her twin flame, Incaendiel, held the key to bringing all of the fallen angels safely back to the light.
However, evil lurks where least expected, and the Jealous God of the Old Testament has waged a war against those who are seeking the light. Love, power, and vanity come together as we see the showdown between angel and fallen angel, God and Goddess, in arms fighting against one another. In the end, will love conquer and banish the evil God of Creation and return the light back to those that fell out of duty and love for their angelic family.
October 31st marks the third and final harvest of the year and the holiday celebrated is Samhain or All Hallows Eve. Samhain is the celebration of the dead. This Sabbat honors the ancestors —human, spirit, and God — that have crossed over through the veil. The veil is the thinnest on this day so spirits can come through and visit their loved ones. Many celebrate with their dearly departed by leaving plates of food for them and lighting candles to lead them home. Pumpkin carving was carried over by this tradition for lighting a candle and placing it inside a jack o lantern would ward off evil spirits. It is one of the four Gaelic seasonal festivals.
The solar god is in his last days of dying as he stands before the threshold of the last Gate of Death and preparing to enter into the womb of Sheol to await his resurrection at the Vernal Equinox. He is revered for his self-sacrifice to nature by his diminishing powers and allowing nature to transition into a new growth cycle. The dying and wilting away of spring and summers productions gave way to new growth. Even though the green has browned and trickled away from plants and trees the plants continue to thrive and live beneath the earth. It is an analogy of our own selves when we retreat from the cold winter air to spring back out once the weather warms. So just as the goddess is reflected in nature by the seasons of change, she reflects within humanity as well. With this deep reflection during the dying days comes our need to think of loved ones passed ere go the days of the dead to live once more on our earthly plane. The power of thought to the dead by the masses transmutes energy to thin the veil between realms for them to roam and visit loved ones.
Though some think Halloween is a modern tradition celebrated on this day, the tradition of Halloween goes back to the Celtic traditions of Samhain. Folklore shows that on this day, during the thinnest liminality of the year, spirits enter into the realm of the living, both benevolent and malevolent. In Irish folk stories, fey spirits, renowned for their mischievous antics, would play tricks on the living. To avoid being tricked, people would dress up as monsters or other creatures. Jack-o-lanterns with a bright burning candle were wards for spirits, often made from any type of gourd or even turnips. So, while children run around gathering treats in their costumes, in the lore of the Irish, they are tricking the spirits into thinking they are one of them too and are allowed to pass peacefully through the night.
Interestingly, Samhain hasn’t always fell in October and used to be celebrated on the day that Beltane is now celebrated. This falls in line with the Gates of Life and Death and this is also the date that the Southern Hemisphere celebrates their Autumn. Pagans celebrated Samhain as a celebration of life as opposed to mourning of death. This is seen with the Day of the Dead celebrations that take place on November 1st. So drink merrily and offer some to your ancestors. Eat heartily and offer some to your ancestors. Remember with your heart and offer it to you ancestors. Rejoice in your life as your ancestors do!
Icon of the year: Jack-o-Lanterns Besom, Masks, Cauldron, Balefire
Stones: amber, jet,
Observances: going through the veil, honoring ancestors, discarding
unwanted memories and bad habits
Decorations: pumpkins, gourds, corn stalks, rust and purple mums, bales of hay
Sabbat Mythos: The Goddess mourns her slain consort and
Journeys to the Afterlife
Sun position: Sun is 15 degrees Scorpio
The Goddess Speaks of Samhain
The Star has arrived at a crossover
Where the end of the year is drawn
And the beginning of a new year dawns
Where the veil of shadows is at its thinnest
And the voice of the Star
Descends to the underworld
Where it shall remain in respite
Until the crowning of its majesty
Rises and shines through the days of cold
Dear Traveler
Descend with me as I walk the Star
To its resting spot in comfort and peace
Where it may regain its vitality
It's stamina and manna
And take the throne by my side once more
When the wheel turns
The time is nigh and we have few hours
For your soul to own passage
Without the fear of it remaining
Let Deaths hand of change
Walk you through the shadows
And offer you protection
From the demise the Underworld holds near
With change comes new opportunities
New life and new dreams
Let the day of the New Year
Course through your being
And remind you of wince you came forth from
The creatrix of life
And the womb of death
Vesseled within my growing garden
And sustained by the love
Of the Star as its last homage
Is paid in rest
Ancestral Prayer
Cosmic Quedem
Ancient Quedem
May they be blessed for all eternity
I bless and praise them
I adore and exalt them
I honor them and lift their names up
In reverence and love
I remember them
And their blessings
Both Cosmic
And through lineage
I wish you peace
As I gain understanding
I wish you joy
As I gain wisdom
I wish you happiness
As I gain fulfillment
Expunos Shalom
September 21st is the cross-quarter day of the Vernal Equinox, and the holiday celebrated is Mabon. This is when the wine is made from the ripened grapes of summer and prime time for apple and gourd season. Mabon is the Pagan Thanksgiving and the second of three harvest festivals. Farmers start preparing their fields for the winter months ahead, as does Mother Earth.
At Mabon, the Goddess has entered her crone stage with her God, the Sage. Autumn has officially begun, whether there are patches of color on the foliage or not. This time of the year marks a time to reflect and give thanks to the universe for all it has provided throughout the year, as the Witch’s New Year falls the next month afterward. We see our God withering away, surrendering His life to sustain the crops until the harvest season, as well as the Promised Child the Goddess carries.
Once the final harvest is completed, the Sage will completely wither and returns to the Goddess’ womb for respite to be reborn as the Promised Child. A time of personal reflection begins as the nights grow longer and the days become shorter. Our Goddess is now a Crone, and our God is the Sage. Together, they enjoy the twilight days remaining until they are once again separated, only to be reunited again at the Winter Solstice. The Goddess withdraws into her own quiet contemplation, and as she does, she pulls life back from the Earth as she waits for the final moments of life to be given to her consort.
Many Wiccans and Pagans gather for festivals and dinners to celebrate the Last Supper of the God before his departure at Samhain into the primordial womb of Sheol. They feast with apple wassail and moon cakes seasoned with the seasonal fragrance of cinnamon, cloves, and allspice. Thanks are given to the God for his sacrifice, and the ancestors are honored and given blessings as well. It is a time of reverence and reflection; much of the holiday is spent celebrating, eating, drinking, and crafting. In some traditions, a Wicker Man/Straw Man effigy is made to symbolize the King of the Harvest and lit on fire as a ritualistic sacrifice of the God of the Year. This was to replace the sacrificial human or animal of the ancient traditions it was modeled after.
Ritual Correspondences
Altar cloths: orange, gold, violet, maroon or brown
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Long ago, before the creation of man, before the creation of life, lived the ultimate source of power. In the beginning, a vast space called the “Deep” reigned. Her name was Tiamat. Her loneliness echoed silently through the black space of emptiness. So, as her first real act of power, power she did not know was buried deep within her, she created a mate for herself. Her blood made of starfire churned within her bosom and created a flow to her womb where a heartbeat began. The heartbeat grew in beats and soon the heartbeat was the same speed as her own. Her belly grew larger as the heartbeat created a vessel of life inside of her. In an explosion of power, she gave birth to her love, Drac. As his head crowned in the birthing process she uttered a few small words that held an immense power.
“Let there be light.”
The baby’s first sight was of bright color so that he could gaze upon the wondrous face of pure love. The light set off a series of small explosions throughout the empty void. Planets, stars, and galaxies formed within the space. The great unknown “Deep” became a universe of multitudes of life forms. The baby grew in seconds following the full phase of metamorphosis to a wise, aged man. Tiamat smiled at her new love.
She interlocked her fingers to his and said, “We will create the most powerful beings to exist as children.”
He nodded in acknowledgement to this proclamation. They held their interlocked hands in the air and their bodies formed a circle. The blood of starfire that churned within her was now a part of him. Glorious floating red lights swarmed the two and illuminated their floating bodies. They gazed into one another’s eyes as an implosion within their bodies convulsed the two together. A red ball of fire enveloped the two and their swirled in a whirlwind into the sky. The centripetal force pulled the two apart sending one to the sky and one to the ground in a huge cataclysmic explosion. The two would never again be together physically but they were forever tethered together by a circle of repetitious life. Draco was now the sky and Tiamat was now the embodiment of Earth. Their alchemical marriage of power created the strongest bloodline of starfire to ever exist. Solve et coagula, which is as above so below, started the chain of life that exists today.
Out of this combination of great magic, they created the first of the bloodline to begin the Anannaki race. Their daughter, Ki, and son, An, became known to all of creation to follow as the Great Mother and the Great Father. The two began to mold and create their first generation of Gods and Goddesses. Their powers would be split and three were chosen to live in the light and three were chose to live in darkness.
The God of Light was named Enki and he was the supreme ruler over the Astral realm. Alongside him to rule were his sisters, Lilith and Ninlil. The God of Darkness was named Enlil and he was the supreme ruler over the umbral realm. Alongside him to rule were his sisters, Inanna and Astarte. Even though they resided in different realms, they all shared a strong bond with each other. However, the strongest bond was between the sisters who could travel from realm to realm to visit with their other brother.
Enlil was jealous over his brother’s rule of the earthly realm, so he created a wondrous place outside of the realms that existed, called the Garden of Eden. He gave the realm to his sisters as a gift. The sisters used this gift as a creation place for two human creations. They molded two bodies out of the remnants of stardust that was blowing away in the wind. They created a handsome young man named Adam. All fours sister breathed into his body and watched as his chest filled with air and it exhale. Nothing. They tried again breathing into his lungs filling him with the breath of life and again nothing happened. They turned to the second body. They shaped a beautiful young woman from the stardust whom they named Zoe. All four sisters looked to one another as they attempted with the woman what they had tried with the man. They placed all of their magic and will into their energy and breathed a breath of life into their creation and she animated before them.
Zoe was frightened. “Where am I? Why am I here?” she asked in confusion as her soul seeded deep within her body.
“You have been chosen to live in the most glorious space created,” Ninlil said walking to her. The other three sisters smiled upon her.
She looked to the ground and saw the body of a young man.
“What about him? Why isn’t he living like me?” she asked looking around to the four sisters.
“Well,” Lilith began, “We tried to animate him but it takes an act of human love to resurrect his soul into this body. Only one’s soulmate can bring one to life from nothing,” she said peering down at the small being.
Zoe stood and walked over to the body of the young man. She reached her hand out hesitantly to touch and caress his face. He was so beautiful. She had never laid eyes on a creature that placed what she felt inside of her. She was overwhelmed with the feeling bubbling inside of her. She leaned in compelled to his face and kissed his lips. When she exhaled during the kiss, the breath of life entered into his body and his eyes opened. He sat up and looked into the eyes of the woman in front of him.
“I have been waiting a long time to see those eyes again,” he said brushing his hand against her cheek.
She smiled in remembrance of his soul. “Adam.”
“You two are the only ones that exist in the peaceful place,” Astarte said to them as they stood to their feet.
“Everything has been provided for your nourishment and survival,” Inanna said motioning to the surrounding area growing fruitful with herbs and plants.
A shadow descended upon the land and they all looked heavenward as a figure emerged in the darkness.
“Brother, it’s nice to see you. Come, see what we have created with the gift you gave us,” Lilith said smiling as Enlil walked to their sides.
He frowned. “I did not create this place for you to put humans in it. It was created as a midpoint for everyone so you would not have to travel so far to see me,” he said with disgust trailing on his face.
The girls felt foolish. “We can’t undo what has been done,” Ninlil said looking to Enlil. “It goes against what mother and father have taught us to do.”
Enlil whirled away in jealousy. He was the one that was thrown into darkness unwillingly. He looked at the landscape of the garden and his eyes rested on two trees. He smiled.
“I apologize my sisters for my rude outburst,” he said bowing his head to them. “But since you have messed up the idea of my gift, can I make a few ground rules for the mortals you have created?” he asked.
The girls noticed the sinister look in his eyes and looked to one another. They knew what he would command would be awful but they could not deny his request. After all, he created the garden himself.
“Of course, brother,” Lilith said bowing her head in defeat.
He turned to the mortal creations, “You have a marvelous place to survive in for eternity. You will never have to sleep for your world is already a dreamland. However, there is one rule I have for you,” he said motioning for them to follow. He walked over to the two trees that resided in the middle of the garden. One of them had a spring of water at the base of it with beautiful flowers and appetizing fruit clung to its limbs.
“This is the Tree of Life. As long as you drink from its waters and eat from its fruit you will live forever with immortality,” he said looking to the mortals to see if they understood. They shook their head in acknowledgement.
The second tree was an ancient tree. The base of the tree had grown its roots down and then back up creating a dragon of wood. Atop the tree was the farthest branches that had twisted into the shape of a bird.
“This is the Tree of Knowledge. It contains all of the mysteries that surround creation, evolution, and the power of gods,” he said and looked to his sisters who stood there with grief stricken faces.
“Please, don’t Enlil,” Astarte begged knowing what command he was going to lay down.
He grinned to his sisters, “This fruit in one bite would grant you everlasting enlightenment. However, you may not eat from this tree. It is forbidden,” he said looking to the two mortals. “If you disobey my orders, immediate death will succumb you. Have I made myself clear?”
