Welcome to the 2018 Missing Witches Yuletide Special!! In which we send a shout-out and hallelujah to the goddesses of winter, of death, and of the distant coming spring. And to trickster wives and to their daughters, to the oracles and the mediums and the muses, to the snow spiders and the storm hags. To all of you – identities erased or denied – who have been part of it always.
"In some traditions the women and girls of a village would craft a lifesize doll out of wheat and reeds and flowers and hold hands with this figure of the snow queen, walking her through town, singing songs at the doorways where girls lived, until they walked her to the river. And drowned her. In other traditions they burned her and warmed their hands by her fire, to call forth the end of winter with her death, and to celebrate her rebirth as the goddess of spring.
Because the Winter goddess of quiet and death and storms and raging is also the Spring Queen bursting through the other side adorned with flowers and steeled by the souls she brings with her from the dark. She is the macrocosm, all of the consciousness of the natural worlds becoming.
This is part of what I like about winter. It is the death and holds secrets to new life. On the longest night of the year, we sit at the crux with the crone. We are with her in the underworld and we burn the Yule log and bake up the last of our stores and huddle together singing, hoping to make it through to the other side."
Thanks to our guests Sue: https://www.instagram.com/liliumorientalis/
And Beisha: https://www.instagram.com/ayurvedabeisha/
Renee Sills – Embodied Astrology