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Te Fiti Circle

Published October 1, 2017 by Lunapo

This morning, Witchlette led her second public ritual. 

Like Turtle Circle six months ago, Witchlette led with a demeanor and confidence that is well beyond her four years. 

Moana has been in our home all summer long, and she isn’t going anywhere any time soon. Especially with the connection Witchlette has established with the central goddess, Te Fiti. 

Going into the ritual, folks got leis amd everyone took their place around. 

Te Fiti altar, set and decorated by Witchlette. Shout out to S for printing the pictures.

After Quarter Calls, Witchlette stepped in and shared a piece about Te Fiti and Te Ka. I shared background on the Maori goddess whom Te Fiti is based. I then wrote, word for word, the opening of Moana where Grandma shares the myth. Witchlette stated she wanted to say that part, so I coached her to talk loud enough for our friend Mr. G to hear way in the back. I whispered a line and she shouted it, looking right at Mr. G. 

Witchlette and I handed our river rocks to everyone. 

I did not have a meditation written, since I was betting on Witchlette leading this part like how she stole the show at my PPD workshop. She didn’t want to, so I improvised a meditation of charging stones. Ground and feel the life forth from the earth. Have it flow in your body, through you, past your heart, and into your hands to change the stone. Not word for word what was said, but that’s the gist of it. 

After charging, we had cakes and ale, closed the circle, and painted our rocks to make our own heart of Te Fiti. 

The whole text is below. 

Air- Maui

Maui, shape shifter preferring giant hawk, demi-god of the wind and sea, hero to all. I am [say your name] of Church of the Earth. You will join our Circle, celebrate with us, and honor Te Fiti. Thank you.

Fire- Te Ka

Te Ka. Lava Monster created from darkness. Lava Monster ferocious and fierce. Angry and protective. Keep us well from the outside world, send firey balls of flaming rock to any who would do harm.

Water- Ocean

Ocean, our friend. No one knows how far the line where the sky meets the sea goes. No one knows how deep the light goes as it shines off the sea, but it’s blindingly beauty calls us to you. Join us Ocean and guide us through our celebration.

Earth and Spirit

Te Fiti, Mother Island. From your fauna cloak of palm and vines to your flower crown. Deep nourishing soil is you flesh and clean rivers are you blood. From you all life springs. Join us this morning as we share your sacred histories. Join us this morning as we celebrate your wondrous beauty, kindness, and love.  

In Polynesian mythology , Rangi (Father Sky) and Papa (Mother Earth) were the two supreme creator deities (gods and goddesses). They were the source from which all things in the universe originated, including other gods, humans, and the various creatures and features of the earth. Rangi and Papa played an especially important role in the mythology of the Maori (pronounced MAH-aw-ree) people of New Zealand.

Papa’s themes are providence, thankfulness, abundance, earth, fertility, weather, grounding, the harvest and the moon. Her symbols are the moon, harvested foods, rainwater and rocks.  Polynesians summon Papa to help in all earthly matters. She is, in fact, the Earth Mother who gave birth to all things by making love to the sky. To this day, the earth and sky remain lovers, the sky giving its beloved rain for fertilization. Papa is sometimes known by the alternative title Papa Raharaha, ‘supporting rock’, through which She provides foundations and sustenance for our body, mind, and spirit.

Harvest moon festivals take place during the full moon closest to the autumnal equinox. The full moon here represents the earth (Papa) in all its abundance and the crop’s maturity. If it’s raining today, skip an umbrella for a moment and enjoy a little of the sky’s love for Papa. Gather a little of the water and drink it to encourage more self-love.

Carry any crystal or stone with you today to manifest Papa’s firm foundations in all your endeavors. And definitely integrate harvested foods into your menu. Some that have lunar affiliations include cauliflower, cabbage, cucumber, grapes, lettuce, potatoes, and turnips. Thank Papa for Her providence before you eat, then ingest whatever lunar qualities you need for that day or for the rest of the year.”

In the beginning, there was only ocean until the mother island emerged: Te Fiti. Her heart held the greatest power ever known. It could create life itself. And Te Fiti shared it with the world. But in time, some begin to seek Te Fiti’s heart. They believed that they could possess it, the great power of creation would be theirs. And one day, the most daring of them all voyaged across the vast ocean to take it. He was a Demigod of the wind and sea. He was a warrior. A trickster. A shapeshifter who could change form with the power of his magical fish hook. And his name was Maui. But without her heart, Te Fiti began to crumble, giving birth to a terrible darkness. Maui tried to escape, but was confronted by another who sought the heart: Te Kā, a demon of earth and fire. Maui was struck from the sky, never to be seen again. And his magical fish hook and the heart of Te Fiti, were lost to the sea. Where even now, 1000 years later, Te Kā and the demons of the deep still hunt for the heart, hiding in the darkness that will continue to spread, chasing away our fish, draining the life from island after island until every one of us is devoured by the bloodthirsty jaws of inescapable death! But one day, the heart will be found by someone who would journey beyond the reef, find Maui, deliver him across the great ocean to restore Te Fiti’s heart and save us all.


Cakes and ale

Maui, thank you for all the gifts you have bestowed upon mankind: the islands you pulled from the sea, the breeze, the tide, coconuts. Shift as you need and soar on the wind. Stay if you will, leave as you must.

Te Ka, misunderstood, hurt. We know who you are, who you truly are. May our love for your other half help cool your flames and keep your fires dormant. Thank you for allowing us to help. Stay if you go, leave if you must.

Thank you Ocean, for inviting ancestors from all lines to travel your seas. Thank you Ocean, for your assistance and friendship at every turn, even when it wasn’t understood. Even when it wasn’t earned. Aue! Aue!

Te Fiti, with you is all beginnings and all endings. With you is sustenance, life, love, kindness, beauty. Please accept these celebrations in your honor and keep well your sons and daughters. We will guard your heart with all our might from any who want to keep it for themselves.


What a weekend!

Published September 24, 2017 by Lunapo

The start of my amazing weekend was with big feelings during a great gals night

Saturday morning, I awoke right around dawn, and went to pick up the Littles from Grandma’s house and headed out to join daddy at tiny truck camping. 

Saturday marked 17 years of Hubby and I being us. 

Saturday evening, we made a fire and smores for our Littles and the other kids and camp. After bed time, we went back to the fire pit and enjoyed the fire burning through all of our wood. After the fire, Hubby and I went for a short walk and looked at the stars. In a time of no meteor showers, we were able to see three shooting stars in a 20 minute span. Next time, we’ll plan for blakets and lay out for longer to gaze. 

Sunday, Witchlette decided, as a four year old, she was old enough to go down the hills which frightened her as a three year old. We went on a very nice hike while Hubby drove his tiny truck down trail 5, which had 100 gates and lasted close to 2 miles and took us 2 hours to walk, since we were also doing tiny truck obsticles. 

Pagan Pride review

Published September 17, 2017 by Lunapo

Day one of PPD included Witchlette, Withcing, Hubby, and I heading to the farm. We started with Fairy Hair for me and Witchlette. We circled the grounds and ended up at the kids section, where Witchling got his wand and both kids played with bubbles. There was a beautiful tree that offered lots of shade near the kids section so this is where we settled in for our picnic lunch. 

After lunch, we headed towards the sword fighting. Both kids were really excited looking at all of the props, but Witchling lost his nerve once the Knights put on their helmets. About half way through the first sword fighting show, Witchling had had enough for the morning and it was time for his nap. Witchlette had the option to stay with me or go home with Hubby, and since she had not yet had a chance to do her fight a knight, she stayed with me. 

After fight a knight, we circled around the grounds exploring the offerings and meetings some new folks, reconnecting with some old. I met our local TAC rep at his tent. I also spotted a bright yellow and blue banner with a Mjolnir, and made a beeline. It was there that I was able to reconnect with Paul, one of the larger Heathen presences in Raleigh. He remembered doing the reading for me whe I asked if I would have another child and his answer was that it would come down to my choice, which it ultimately did. 

At 2:00, I led a class on Paganism worship of characters. I got the idea from Witchlette’s Turtle Circle. I shared the original story, which wowed some of the folks attending the class that didn’t know her. She then stole the show by walking up next to me and with the wisdom, comfort, and confidence of someone years her senior, said to the group:

She is more than grass. She is more than a bush. She is an island. She makes life from her heart. 

And just like that, she stepped away. 

I had to give some context: 

She is sharing her love of TeFiti with everyone. TeFiti is the Mother Island goddess popularized by Moana, whom Witchlette has taken as her own personal matron. 

That is a prime example of what I will be sharing with you today. 

I concluded my class, which would not have has the same effect had Witchlette not been present, and she and I made rounds again. 

We stopped at the Knights and she was able to go Fight a Knight a second time. 

We stayed around a friend’s crochet and knit goods booth, and Witchlette got to be a walking billboard for her artisan friend. 

We listened to music and chatted with various folks. Witchlette spotted a flower crown, and was told by the gal who made them, Dena, that she could have one. She then asked that I take one too. Ms. Dena took our picture for her site and sent it to me with a note:

What an amazing Woman Child you have!

She…is…an Old soul…

From her….many future encounters will know answers….

We made our way back to the kids section and she finished her day burying pecan pods with some of the kids she was playing bubbles with in the morning. 

It was truly a lovely day. 

I’m excited to share in these festivities with my Littles for years to come!

Revisiting SPP

Published September 14, 2017 by Lunapo

SPP: Sex Positive Parenting

It’s why my children know all of their body parts by their proper medical names. Granted, they both call their toes “piggies” and Witchling misunderstood “piggies” so he has “pickles”…but they know their genitalia by medical names that would be found in a biology text book. 

While I was pregnant with Witchling, Witchlette, then 2, asked where babies come from. 

The Eather. Spirits are in the Eather before someone is born and aftersomeone has died. 

No Mama, after that. 

They grow in mommies’ bellies. 

No mama, before that. How do they get into the mommies’ bellies?

Ok…this was my put your money where your mouth is moment. 

Daddies have seeds and mommies have eggs. Daddies give a seed to the mommies. The mommies put the seed into the egg and the egg goes into her belly where the baby grows. 

Fast forward two years. She explained to her friend over lunch (with both me and friend’s mom present) where babies come from. 

Fast forward to last night. 

Rather than an Asgard story, Witchlette asked for science. We talked about DNA. And how DNA starts in the seed and egg. 

How does the seed and egg get into the belly?

Ok… mechanical question? Nope. I’m not ready for that. 

So, I put my theological beliefs into it: Magick. 

Magick to me is science and metascience. Flowers blooming is Magick. Sun rising is Magick. Conception is Magick. 

Is that really true?

Yes, sweety, it is. And maybe in a few years Mama will be ready for the mechanics of how the seed gets to the egg and how the egg gets to the belly. 

Monday morning

Published September 11, 2017 by Lunapo

Early this morning, Witchlette had a bad dream and so climbed into bed with me. While she was having a bad dream, I was too. By her joining my pillow, both of us had our bad dreams eased and were able to sleep soundly until the alarm. 

After checking the Witchling on the monitor, I began my morning routine at my altar. Witchlette hopped out of bed excited to join me. We lit candles and she said good morning to each of the totems I have on my altar. She made an interesting connection between Frigg and Heimdall: the father of man makes sure his children are watched over and protected by Allmother. 

We each did a Rune pull. I got the same message Ive gotten countless times before. She got a glimpse into her future: she is blessed on her journey and when she’s fully grown, she will change the world. 

We did a yoga flow together to a U2 song. 

Then we went about our morning routine. 

It was a lovely start to the week. 

Truly blessed. 

After confirming the Witch

Published September 7, 2017 by Lunapo

After confirming the lack of Swedish, and thereby getting confirmation on the records linking my mother’s paternal grandmother to the Witch, I found this on Facebook: Palm signs which indicate natural witches. 


Middle and ring fingers. Check

This one I don’t have…


I’ve written before how this whole journey the last year or so has been less about reinventing and more about reclaiming. How these aspects were always there, and I just needed to embrace them. 

Witchlette, ever curious, peaked at what I was doing and asked that I look at her hand. She also has the Secret Cross, Psychic Crosses on her pointer and middle fingers, and many more healer marks than I do. She also does not have the psychic triangle. 

Link to whole original article here

Magical Roots Day 9: Daily Practice

Published August 11, 2017 by Lunapo


My daily practice is two-fold: libations to Frigg and a yoga flow and/or meditation. 

In the last few weeks, I have been making [almost] daily libations to Frigg. I have a lovely blue and white ceramic bowl in which I make powdered milk in the morning. As I go about the day, I pause to look at the milk and think about my connection with Frigg. In the evening, the Littles help me pour out the milk into the front garden, not far from Witchlette’s Fae house. Witchling specifically enjoys helping me with “bations”, always beginning with “Blessed Frigg”.

Daily offerings to Frigg are designed for her so they align with her. Yoga, however, is a bit less clear. 

Yoga is an Eastern tradition, which I have been doing with some regularity, on and off between kiddos, since I was first discovering my path 10 years ago. While yoga is not something Frigg would have known and would have practiced, but I am able to reconcile each of these practices with the other. I use yoga to align my spiritual, mental, and physical health. I use yoga to help me get into a meditative mind frame to allow Magick to flow. As a seider, a seeress, this is something Frigg would have done herself. Different methodologies perhaps, but the same result. 

Perhaps Frigg manifested today would be a Yogi. 
After day 7, I noted that I was going to let go of all my excuses and do daily morning yoga again. That evening, I charged both my iPod and my speaker. But I left them plugged in downstairs over night and didn’t have them to do yoga yesterday morning. I almost forgot them downstairs again last night, but got out of bed to go downstairs and retrieve them. I set them up at my altar to be ready for yoga this morning. 

Best laid plans… At about midnight, I gave up on Witchling spending the night in his own bed. Between the spill he took yesterday which left him with a knot on his forehead and the cold he is beginning, he needed to be held and unless he was in bed with us, I wasn’t going to get any sleep. Some sleep while being pummeled by a toddler is better than no sleep at all in my book. Yet, with him with me, there would be no yoga this morning either. 

Tomorrow will be another try. 

Between the libation to honor Frigg, which has included grounding and centering, and the impending return of morning yoga, I believe I’m in a good place for my spiritual health. 

…not sure what’s going to come of the daily libations when the school year starts again… We shall see!

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