A Circle Poem, based on notes taken during a Missing Witches New Moon Circle before the Autumn Equinox.
Alter and Altar
Drop the mask
Show us who you really are
Make a change
Add it to your altar
Revere the new it brings to you
Take dive into your past
Salvage the pieces of you
Find treasures you never knew
Explore you
Pen to paper
Jot it down
Write the truth your heart longs to set free
Keep it close and guard it well
Let no one take it from you
Carry your altar with you
A book
A journal
A box
A cloth
A picture
A song
A thought
What does an altar mean to you?
Carry it with you
Good or evil
No gray or in-between
Childhood reasoning
Fears of darkness
Shadows of fall bring unease
To the child we used to be
Altering mindsets
To reframe old teachings
Developing seasonal awareness
To find the beauty in the darkness of the fall
Journey to a new home
In a familiar place
Old hurts and family healing
A journey of mind, body and spirit
Coven connection
Sisters are standing by
Sending strength and healing
In the circle we hold space to let it out
Overstimulation in the season
Empty altars
Start fresh
A clean slate for the witch
Self care is key
Hot chili on cold nights
Fires under the stars
Surviving the past and cherishing today
Release the stress in your body
Learn to trust your body
Illness and medical trauma
Hold tight in our body and mind
Slow down and take a breath
Remember to breathe
Blessed Fucking Be.
