How interesting! I'll have to tell my niece. She considers herself a Wiccan, though she doesn't have a community. (Well, except for me - we do dinner at the solstices, equinoxes and other days feasts like Beltane. Someday she'll she'll even be making enough money to treat me - or at least pick up her own tab.)
She has also dreamed of traveling to Romania to visit Transylvania, so that'll make her doubly happy.
My grandparents were all from Eastern Europe (Poland). Though they and my folks were solidly Catholic, I grew up with the belief in dreams and the pyschic nearness of dead kin. And what are the incense and candles for but building a spiritual atmosphere?
When my mom died, I was devastated until I had a dream where she told me that she was okay. Comfort from my own mind? Probably, but it was far more intense than any other dream I've ever had.
I had a few odd things happen after my oldest brother and baby sister died. Again, there likely were reasonable explanations, except nothing like them happened before or since, and they were just the type of 'got ya sis' things they would do if they could.
I'm a woman, a Witch, a mother, a grandmother, an eco-feminist, a gardener, a reader, a writer, and a priestess of the Great Mother Earth. Hecate appears in the
Homeric Ode to Demeter, which tells of Hades who caught Persophone
"up reluctant on his golden car and bare her away lamenting. . . . But no one, either of the deathless gods or of mortal men, heard her voice, nor yet the olive-trees bearing rich fruit: only tenderhearted Hecate, bright-coiffed, the daughter of Persaeus, heard the girl from her cave . . . ."
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How interesting! I'll have to tell my niece. She considers herself a Wiccan, though she doesn't have a community. (Well, except for me - we do dinner at the solstices, equinoxes and other days feasts like Beltane. Someday she'll she'll even be making enough money to treat me - or at least pick up her own tab.)
She has also dreamed of traveling to Romania to visit Transylvania, so that'll make her doubly happy.
My grandparents were all from Eastern Europe (Poland). Though they and my folks were solidly Catholic, I grew up with the belief in dreams and the pyschic nearness of dead kin. And what are the incense and candles for but building a spiritual atmosphere?
When my mom died, I was devastated until I had a dream where she told me that she was okay. Comfort from my own mind? Probably, but it was far more intense than any other dream I've ever had.
I had a few odd things happen after my oldest brother and baby sister died. Again, there likely were reasonable explanations, except nothing like them happened before or since, and they were just the type of 'got ya sis' things they would do if they could.
So who really knows?
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