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Dance, dance, leap o’er the fire, drums beating louder than your hearts, dance, dance, let the flames consume the darkness, dance until the sun rises, to be reborn in the dew
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scotianostra

Bealltain   

Beltane, is the first day of May. On May Day all the fires of the district were extinguished and ‘tein eigin,’ need-fire, produced on the knoll. This fire was divided in two, and people and cattle rushed through for purification and safeguarding against ‘ealtraigh agus dosgaidh,’ mischance and murrain, during the year. The people obtained fires for their homes from this need-fire. The practice of producing the need-fire came down in the Highlands and Islands to the first quarter of this century. The writer found traces of it in such distant places as Arran, Dist, and Sutherland. In 1895 a woman in Arran said that in the time of her father the people made the need-fire on the knoll, and then rushed home and brought out their ‘creatairean,’ creatures, and put them round the fire to safeguard them, ‘bho ’n bhana bhuitsich mhoir Nic-creafain,’ from the arch-witch Crawford.

The ordeal of passing through the fires gave rise to a proverb which I heard used by an old man in Lewis in 1873:–'A Mhoire! mhicean, bu dora dhomhsa sin a dheanamh dhuit na dhol eadar dha theine mhoir Bheaill,’ Ah Mary! sonnie, it were worse for me to do that for thee, than to pass between the two great fires of Beall.

The Beltane Blessing

Bless, O Threefold true and bountiful, Myself, my spouse, and my children, My tender children and their beloved mother at their head. On the fragrant plain, on the gay mountain sheiling,     On the fragrant plain, on the gay mountain sheiling.

Everything within my dwelling or in my possession, All kine and crops, all flocks and corn, From Hallow Eve to Beltane Eve, With goodly progress and gentle blessing, From sea to sea, and every river mouth,     From wave to wave, and base of waterfall.

Be the Three Persons taking possession of all to me belonging, Be the sure Trinity protecting me in truth; Oh! satisfy my soul in the words of Paul, And shield my loved ones beneath the wing of Thy glory,     Shield my loved ones beneath the wing of Thy glory.

Bless everything and every one, Of this little household by my side;

From, Carmina Gadelica, Volume 1, by Alexander Carmichael, [1900], at sacred-texts.com. Carmichael shared with readers hundreds of poems and prayers that he had collected from residents in various areas of Scotland.

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this looks so magical, my soul is cleansed

I wonder where this is for the deer to be so calm around people?

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owlmylove

pls drink a lot of wine and be extraordinarily well read and buy too much perfume and write a few too many love letters and spread affection and poetry wherever you go

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brainstatic

Y'all think being in a goth relationship means wearing white makeup together but Mary Shelley lost her virginity on her mother’s grave so maybe step it up.

Mary Shelley carried her husband’s heart around and lived in a crypt after he died. No one will ever be as goth as Mary Shelley.

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*When you meet a new guy and plan to ease him into the idea that you’re a witch, but then he comes over and sees all your candles, crystals, incense, tarot cards, books and effigies.*
Him: “oh. So it wasn’t a joke!”
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people need to stop attacking teenage girls who write poetry about turning into wolves and having flowers growing in their ribs bc there are literally grown men writing celebrated poems and novels about how much they hate women

I would rather read 20 hours of teen Halsey-like angst than read another story about some dicksack crying about how betrayed he feels because the women he bought dinner for didnt suck his dick

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