Happy Samhain-Halloween! 

the old trees hold ground…they have witnessed many generations of the living and those that have gone before

Every year at this time, I create an ancestor altar.  Photos and mementos of those that have gone before are placed on the altar.

In past years, I have journeyed to  connect with those that are no longer in physical form.  This year I have sensed the presents of my ancestors well before this time of year.  This is a potent time to remember who we are and where we come from.

I wrote this poem in honor of women who are witches.

May it be in Beauty.

The time of Samhain
the ancestors
fast approaching
the witches new year
images of witches
supposed to be scary
cartoon-like images
old women
with long warty noses.
sexy witches
anger and sadness
of stereotypes
of a witch
witches are evil
they worship
the devil
horror movies
blood and violence
scary movies
be scared
be really
scared

stay in your place
no

the plants are the ancestors

instead
expanding consciousness
risking evokes fear
fear evokes fortitude
i know women
who are witches
courageous
empowered
loving
earth stewards
plantswomen
humble
i am
a green witch
living quietly
following
intuition
Samhain
the time
of the ancestors
the dark time
healing time
time of mystery
time of
the invisible
the holy
darkness
the roots
come alive
the witches ride
the broom sweeps
all that is
no longer needed
away