This blogspot has been created especially for those who wish to share their ideas and thoughts about the natural world as the year turns and the ancient Pagan festivals that were once celebrated by our ancestors.
Poetry, prose craft work, ancient cure craft and general thoughts and feelings on how the change in the weather and seasons makes you feel are all encouraged and welcomed.
Mrs Darley was my once next door neighbour when I lived amongst the wilds of Bodmin Moor in Cornwall back in the early 1990's. Her charismatic ways and unending wisdom lead me on a journey of self discovery as I spiralled ever further into her magical world.
She has since become the central character in the 'Mrs Darley' series of books.
Mrs Darley's Pagan Whispers
Mrs Darley's Moon Mysteries
Mrs Darley's Pagan Elements
Mrs Darley's Pagan Healing Wisdom
Sunday, 5 January 2014
Today marks the festival of Twelfth Night, the time when all decorations of the festive season should be taken down and the period of Wassailing begins. Twelfth Night is often confused with Epiphany on the 6th January, but they are very different things. Epiphany was originally the feast of St John the Baptist, but later became the date upon which the arrival of the three wise men visited the new born Christ child. Wassailing, is the time when, in the apple growing areas of the country, the apple trees are danced around and cider poured on their roots in the hope that they will provide a good harvest later in the year. If you've never been to a Wassail celebration they are well worth seeing. Visit Jubilee Gardens in Bewdley Worcestershire this Saturday 11th January from 2pm to see what a great Wassail should be!
Read more: 'Mrs Darley's Pagan Whispers'
After being brought up to follow an orthodox religion, I was very devout as a child and believed literally everything I was told. At the age of 16 I walked in to the first lesson of 'A' level religious studies and was told by the Reverend Oldroyd that the first 5 books of the old testament were made up by man to explain why we were here. I was shocked but this news began my quest for the truth or more importantly for my own truth. I began to realise how the sacred feminine had been lost and when I met Mrs Darley amongst the wilds of Bodmin Moor during the early 1990's I was immediately receptive to her teachings and realised that this was perhaps the spiritual path I had been seeking.
I was hooked from the outset and from that moment a new era and a new outlook on life began.