Spirituality and Sorcery

The Wild Blackthorn -Coven and Grove-     The Wild Blackthorn is a Coven and Grove, forming in the Orlando, Florida area, based up the Jolean Tradition.   The tradition was originally founded in 1981, Los Angeles, CA by Lady Teara Wolfrose, and is composed of a Grove, Seekers through Dedicants, and a Coven, Initiates and above.  The Outer Court (Grove) of the Wild Blackthorn follows the blended traditions of Welsh & Irish Celtic, Gardnerian and 1734.  The Inner Court (Coven) adds the traditions of the Tuatha de Danaan.   Both the Coven and Grove are an extended family that augments the biological and love families of its members.     You can find out more information on us @   www.wildblackthorn.com or follow us @   www.facebook.com/wildblackthorn  

Invocation to Bride Drawing to a close, now is the shadowy night Twinkling and bright, O’ Morning Star light Dapples with dew, like glistening cold jewels. From deep within thy villages, and out amongst thy rurals Quiet is the forest, subdued is the glade Perched upon a whisper, balanced upon the blade. Yet from the dark comes the promise of the new day, Tucked within a black cloak, mane golden as the flame. Early yet late, when only insane or artists dare tred Driven by a passion, hunger longing to be fed. You stir us from our cradles and yank us from our beds, Drawn by your single candle, down a path we have longed to be led. By and ancient faery well, stand you and waits A lone figure upon whom the black cloak is draped Eyes blue, twin flames burning bright Flames to match your candle, against the dark is your light. You are inspiration and passion, a muse to the guilds You are the healer and the crafter, we are the students to your will. Mercurial and intuitive, elusive...

Come Oak, broom and meadowsweet, Come Oak, broom and meadowsweet, Come Oak, broom and meadowsweet, Come Bodeuwedd, come Wake! The legend of Blodeuwedd, the Welsh/ Celtic Goddess is told in the fourth branch of the Mabinogi,  it is from this legend, that I draw the name of my blog.  To understand the legend in all it's intricacies, it is best to start the story, before her birth! Arianrhod (also another Welsh/Celtic Goddess)  through the shame brought upon her through mayhem and misadventure on the birth of her two sons by of her brother Gwydion and her Uncle Math.  As retaliation of that shame, her son who later obtains the name Lleu Llaw Gyffes is placed under a tynged, that he may not have a name, or bear arms unless bestowed by Arianrhod herself.  Through magick, and deception Gwydion and Math, trick Arianrhod into bestowing a name upon her son, and giving him arms to bear.  In a rage, she places one last curse upon her son,  ...