I’m the only practicing witch here at the Haven.
I have hopes for the younger minions; Peter Pan, Dark&Twisty and maybe even Dennis the Menace. The rest are doing their own thing.
Just because I’m the only witch doesn’t mean I’m the only one affected by the energy.
Both The Renaissance Man and The Princess are complaining about being tired and not wanting to do the Things. My reply is always, “Then don’t”. Unfortunately their work ethic compels them to defy my suggestion.
The weather finally turned cold here. The Hag of Winter flew through and dropped a few inches of snow, she’ll be back around this week, bringing bitter arctic, record-breaking cold. The local weather stations are dubbing this cold snap “Chi-beria” . *We live just outside Chicago*
There’s a reason Cailliech Bheur is depicted as blind, seeing only from her third eye; winter doesn’t discriminate. It drops its load anywhere it feel like with no regard to our schedules, plans, and to-do lists. It knows what the land needs, She knows what we need.
We need to stop, we need to reflect, we need to turn inward and review our life choices. We need to dream and hope and plan for warmer days. We need to bundle up in warm cozy blankets and fleece-lined wool socks. We need to daydream and find solace in doing nothing.
The land benefits from the winter freeze as well. A deep frost depth, or how deep the ground freezes, helps to keep nutrients in place, loosens the soil and kills off certain insects know to cause havoc on crops.
Yes, it puts a damper on our to-do list but maybe our to-do list shouldn’t be so long in the winter. Maybe this is the Goddess’ way of telling us to STOP!
The sky is gray
The sand is gray
And the ocean is grayAnd I feel right at home
In this stunning monochrome
Alone in my wayI smoke and I drink
And every time I blink
I have a tiny dreamBut as bad as I am
I’m proud of the fact
That I’m worse than I seemWhat kind of paradise am I looking for?
I’ve got everything I want and still I want more
Maybe some tiny shiny key
Will wash up on the shore
This song has been playing in my head the past week. In my mind its the embodiment of January. It begs us to reflect, to open our eyes and take a good look at ourselves and our life choices thus far.
January is the month of resolutions. The month of starting new habits; the month of hope and possibility. *Capricorn influence*
By the end of January most people have lost their gusto, and that’s okay because we enter Aquarius which, in my observation, tends to be much more cerebral and altruistic.
An excellent time to think through these early year goals and evaluate if they’re the best choice we can make for ourselves and our world.
The Hag of Winter is here again, to remind us – to force us to rest our bodies and enter the realm of our mind.
So seriously, turn off Netflix for a little while, grab a cup of something warm, a notebook and pen and start writing – don’t think, just write.
This is my second depiction of Caillech Bheur. I decided last month that I really miss making dolls and I wanted to spend this year exploring different forms.
This is the first attempt at creating a polymer clay and wire sculpture. I blended blue clay with doll clay to get the deathly gray color fitting for the Goddess of Winter. She’s been painted with a dry brush technique to give her a ‘frosted’ look.
I attached her to a wood block, which I decorated with modeling paste to give that rugged winter landscape look.
Her hair is made with Speckled Tweed recycled silk yarn from Darn Good Yarn. *my newest obsession*
Her cloak and pussy hat were crocheted with scrap yarn I had on hand.
Why a pussy hat? Because she’s an ancient and incredibly powerful Goddess. And she totally supports our movement away from the patriarchy. The path forward is always about finding and honoring the balance between the Feminine and Masculine aspects of our society.
Her staff, said to be covered with human flesh, is carved with ancient Celtic writing and Ogham characters.
Caillech Bheur is known as the Storm Bringer who, through bitter winds and blizzards, changed the landscape.
She is also said to be the Goddess of Sovereignty offering us the right to govern our own lives. This offering is accompanied by cold, hard honesty that may be brutal and painful but is always necessary to our personal development.
Her themes relate to balance, cycles, overcoming struggle and rebirth. She is said to have fostered many children and is the protector of wild animals.
I hope The Cailleach visits you as you take some time this winter to reflect. I hope she offers you guidance and sovereignty to become Ruler of your World.