Yule - Call for Submissions
- Master Meighen
- Dec 2, 2019
- 1 min read
Greetings, apprentices and magisters!
Now that Yule is approaching, we will be needing another edition of Grey Matters to cover this magickal holiday. Your Editor is now open to receiving submissions of content related to the season for publication in the December edition of Grey Matters. Especially desired are informative pieces, recipes, spells or rituals, lore, visual art, poetry, or prose, but anything appropriate to the audience and theme will be entertained. Please feel free to paste your submissions or questions in a response
Hello fellow wizards and wizards to be, sorry quoted our famous deputy head Professor Kingsly. I am testing out my new access to the page. . Here goes with my Moon Poem.
The Moon is shines its light so bright.
It's craters and surface reflects the light.
Its dust and shine create a smile.
It's face so friendly, not seen for a while.
But when I do, I smile and shed a tear,
no longer fear for fires
for fires so near. Pug, Phil Ainsworth.
Hope you like it For Xmas.
Pug
Submissions now closed. Thank you everyone!
N.b. Apprentice Antonius sent this in
Mother Deer Lights Up The Winter Solstice
Ever since I was a child, whenever I sang
the nursery ryhme Do-Re-Mi, the first verse always made me question it's meaning:
"Doe, a Deer, a female deer, (Rey) ray a drop
of golden sun."
I found myself singing this same verse
as I was discovering amazing new information about the origin of Santa's reindeer; their relation to the winter solstice and Santa's sleigh ride. The last time I remember a conversation about Santa was when my Mother told me as a boy of eight that there was no Santa.This is the continuation of that story!
I was surprised to discover that the reindeer we see …
N.b. Dean Katy emailed this to me; I am posting it here for my ease in keeping track of it.
Smoky Mountain Christmas Card
By ~ Katy Ravensong
The stately balsam that stands as sentinel of the night atop the hill draws every eye for miles around. For, at a glance, it seems that every firefly of summer has chosen this kingly fir tree as a refuge against the cold of winter. Each and every one illuminates the night with its’ twinkling glow. Every cardinal in the forest has unerringly found its’ way to the twinkling fir tree that stands in splendor atop the hill as Nature celebrates the birth of the Sun King. Each splash of red is accentua…
Here's a submission for you: "The Korean Winter Solstice" As a disclaimer, the history given was hearsay, just what I was taught years ago when I was a baby witchie. This wasn't a fact-checked history lesson, just a bit of cultural exchange. But I've been saving the story since last winter. It's a true one, too. This conversation actually happened. “Okay, so I've got a really weird question now,” I said, poking my head into my boss's office. Technically, there were three bosses. There was Nikki, the head teacher. There was Erica, who isn't really formally a boss, but everyone respects her and this school would curl up and die without her. Then there was Kay, the owner of…