THE SPIRIT OF HALLOWEEN ~~ L’ESPRIT D’HALLOWEEN

 

MAGICK TEA FOR LOVE ~~ 

“I LIFT THIS CUP TO MY LIPS,
I DRINK IT SLOW WITH TINY SIPS,
ROSE, TEA, CARAWAY,
AND FENNEL CAUSE LOVE TO STAY.”





For Luck ~
The winds of change I feel tonight,
The waters are calm and the sky is bright,
Luck be mine, come into me,
My desires are true, so mote it be.
 
WISH SPELL ~
“May the Goddess and God of light and love,
grant me my wish and quiet my heart.
I place my desire in your hands,
For you to do as you will
and as I deserve.
So mote it be.”

   Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn, and caldron bubble.


Eye of newt, and toe of frog, wool of bat, and tongue of dog…
William Shakespeare (1565-1616) from MACBETH

Scale of dragon; tooth of wolf; witches’ mummy; maw and gulf of the ravin’d salt-sea shark; root of hemlock digg’d in the dark;
Gall of goat, and slips of yew sliver’d in the moon’s eclipse;
Cool it with a baboon’s blood, then the charm is firm and good.
 
To Find Love ~
“It is not salt I turn to fire,
but the heart of the man I seek.
Let him have no peace of mind
until he comes to me.”



When the Owl and Witch together are seen,
There’s mischief brewing on HALLOWE’EN.
Best Beware of the Witching Hour
In Which the Witches Show Their Power
 
Raven … Black as pitch,
Mystical as the moon,
Speak to me of magic,
I will fly with you soon.





Have a Safe Halloween
Charles Allan Gilbert (September 3, 1873 – April 20, 1929), better known as C. Allan Gilbert, was a prominent American illustrator.  He is especially remembered for a widely published drawing (a memento mori or vanitas) titled All Is Vanity.  The drawing employs a double image (or visual pun) in which the scene of a woman admiring herself in a mirror, when viewed from a distance, appears to be a human skull.  The title is also a pun, as this type of dressing-table used to be called a vanity.  It is less widely known that Gilbert was an early contributor to animation, and a camouflage artist (or camoufleur) for the U.S. Shipping Board during World War I.



When you hear the owls hooting,
Get your Jack O’Lantern out,
Put on your shroud and hurry,
For ghosts should be about.
 

Daria Pew

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