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The land gifts the witch a toolset. Many of its offerings are magical Swiss Army knives. The brook is threshold, curse-washer, bone-tumbler and base potion. Its rasp across pebbles is a language to learn. Its route a map beneath her skin. – #EmilyBanting , 1981 #WitchWednesday
For the witch can say no to artificial polarities. She can refuse the false division of mundane and magical. Instead she may opt for a living relationship with the land where the only constancies are change and enchantment. – #EmilyBanting , 1982 #WitchWednesday
We witches have our places of power, but also our sites of serenity. For our intimate, feral relationship to the land is not only an act of empowerment, but a gateway to tranquility. The witch in calm communion is a witch knowing her power. – #EmilyBanting , 1982 #WitchWednesday
The witch walks the wood in communion. The witch walks the wood in conversation. In her steps a listening to the land, a hearing of the wildest whispers. – #EmilyBanting , 1982 #WitchWednesday
The witch has a sense of threshold, a sense of the sacred in place. She knows the borders and what may be called over from them. She knows the tokens and signs needed to have them open for her. The witch is a creature of crossings. – #EmilyBanting , 1981 #WitchWednesday
Hookland Emily Banting's 'Wild Witchery' (correspondence course) remains the epitome of Wise Words distance learning for all those who wish to increase their knowledge.
(Review. 'The Seeker' March 1993, Vol XIX)
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When we come across wild altars, the feral shrines of others, we should refrain from interference. We may not know intent, but we know the signs of magic. If we wish our own workings undisturbed, then this is a courtesy we witches must also extend. #EmilyBanting #WitchWednesday
There's many who talk of path-working in magic, but fewer who will talk of the importance of path-walking in magic. For the witch should get mud on her boots, wear scratches gained in gathering. She should walk paths that map the land in her heart. – #EmilyBanting #WitchWednesday
Preconceptions of what constitutes a border with enfolding otherworlds, what the sacred looks like need to abandoned. For we may find moss maps to enchantments on old stone walls, signposts to wonder in the direction of wind-bullied trees. – #EmilyBanting , 1981
Hookland Blackbirds, robins and thrushes accompany the Piper at the Gates of Dawn.
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Here's the witch's truth of it, when the land has pulled on its white wedding gown already pregnant with swollen summer, most feel a rising carnal tide. Dalliance and desire are abroad. No wonder April is when rivers' Red Maidens entrap lovers. – #EmilyBanting , 1982 #Witchcraft
The witch walks and find wonders in neglected, forlorn spaces. She walks among wind-bullied trees, traces the split-lip of the land in her route. In every step a listening to lonely spirits, the collecting of wisdom only outcasts know. – #EmilyBanting , 1981 #WitchWednesday
The ink stasis of books and academics acknowledges world and cosmic trees as motif, recognises legendary trees of life as abstract. Yet we witches have the intimacy of mapping the universal to the particular. We touch our tree and we touch beyond. – #EmilyBanting #WitchWednesday
