Storms Before Walpurgisnacht: A Benediction

The rumble of Thunder is made by the beating wings of a giant eagle; lightning is his radiating shriek. He soars through the sky, frightening away the spirits of cold and want and disease that cling stubbornly with frozen fingers, washing the land to make way for the witches of the valleys and mountains. In five nights, they will mount their animals and household implements and sweep over the land, blessing it with fruitfulness and power. The in-between time that formally began on the spring equinox is ending. The sun is drawing nearer. Summer will begin. Heat is seeping into the air. The time for fireflies and campfire nights is coming. The slugs and worms know it; the birds and deer know it; the trees know it, too. We are all watching, listening, stretching our bodies to make room for all the life that will manifest through us in many ways.

Can you feel it all around you? The twisting and whirring, knots tightening and releasing in ecstasy? Existence is a swirling storm, roiling and flinging and drawing inward indiscriminately. We are the hail made by the rhythmic catch and release of time and space and memory.

Make your offerings — now is as good a time as any. Pour beer, whiskey, rum, or fresh-made juices and drink it with the spirits you love and who love you. Feel it set your soul on fire and your spirits feast on the radiant power. Burn oak, ash, or pine logs in sacred fires (and all thoughtfully made fires are sacred). Sing the oldest songs you know. Open yourself to the darkly glittering night, to the rosy dawn, to the golden day, to the lavender dusk. Let yourself have them fully, and let them have you, and discover what is made in the meeting.

Photo by Joshua Fuller on Unsplash

By thecunningwif

An ageless forest spirit. A whole ass Virginian mountain witch. You can also call me Heidi. Animism, polytheism, folklore, spirit work, & witchcraft. She/her.

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