Squirrel Food for the Powerful Soul – Part 2 of 5







The list of the 25 Feminist Anthems are not ranked in the article on billboard.com  by Allison Stubblebine.   I suspect Allison was profoundly influenced by Madame Ghandi’s lyric, ” A world in which we are linked and not ranked!”    I do admit I am  extremely   competitive.  However; when I play to have enjoy the game I find peace, as well as joy.  I am especially fond of games that are cooperative.  I am presenting the list as Allison dropped them into the article.  The first segment is a direct quote from Allison Stubblebine’s article.   I will  quote the article description of the video, personally comment on the video,  provide a copy of the video for you to enjoy, provide the lyrics for the song, and finally I will provide herstory on the artist or group.

For me these are 25 women standing shoulder to shoulder challenging his story to make it our story.   No one is better than the other.  We are all different and we are all one.  When we stand together we are at greatest power.  These women across time and tide are launching bright fireworks of defiance and love to illuminate the darkness of ignorance and oppression. 

Remember, when you look across at a female coworker you are her sister.  Sisters raise one another up.  Sisters are wise.  I go to mine for advice and warm kindness on rough day.  We as wise women stand together.  Women are stronger together.  We as wise women listen and rebuke aggressors and opposition together.  We as wise women acknowledge one another.  Be the love you want to receive in the world.  Be powerful.  Choose words powerfully.   Choose your actions powerfully.  Choose your deeds with honor and love…. as our daughters (and sons) are learning how to Love Powerfully at our hemlines.

Much of the information will be compiled from other sources.  All sources which are quoted have links to their point of origin.  All authors, bloggers, images and intellectual property is retained by the originators of said properties.  Thank You for each of your work to support and empower women everywhere my sisters, aunts, mothers, and grandmothers.  

Here are the next five on the billboard.com article by Allison Stubblebine:


“Independent Woman” – Destiny’s Child

“Charlie, how your Angels get down like that?” All the honeys who are making money have to admit this song is a timeless feminist hit. Destiny’s Child had a common theme of buying their own things for themselves, and not needing to wait on a man to come around to do the same things (hello, “Bills Bills Bills”).”

by Allison Stubblebine 


Goddess knows this is the song that will pop into my brain and go for a wild ride on repeat at random points in my day.   I adore Destiny Child’s, “Independent Woman” song and the video.  Destiny’s Child is one of my favorite musical groups of all time.  Beyoncé is great, but the ladies made magic when they were together.  Having listened to “Independent Woman”   I feel this is highly important for all girls, young women who like to reference themselves as girls, women who feel that girl is their empowering term a Women who revel in womanhood, and women who have crones and revel in their power too.  This song speaks to all women of mind sets.

We as women may have differing strength and height challenges, but in most other respects we are of similar spiritual and capable functionality.  Yes, I am including the women who are transgnder in the women.

It is also of import for boys and men to hear that women do not have to have them in their lives.

I now realize, why I feel like such a rotten toe, as I feel I am not contributing half or at least paying for my car, etc.  I need to release the blame and shaming I am feeling around this issue and get on with claiming the power that I do have and am in process of using to create my life fully ALIVE, Enlivened and WOKE.

No going back to sleep.  I have a plan.  I am working the plan.  Rise early, Keep the faith, Stay the Path, Keep Devotions, Focus,  Get Help and Assistance as need, Rely on my sisters, Excercise, Spread Truth, Spread Love, Spread Hope, Trust in my Inner Voice, Value myself, Value my work, Value my Product, Value my ideas, and Repeat.  Oh and DANCE all by myself at least once a week.  More on The Plan, My Plan later after this series has concluded.  I gave my word that I would present the series of blogs and this I shall do!

Over all another excellent addition to the  list of the 25 Feminist Anthems by Allison Stubblebine.




Independent Women 

by Destiny’s Child

Lucy Liu
With my girl, Drew
Cameron D. and Destiny
Charlie’s Angels, come on
Uh uh uh
Question; tell me what you think about me
I buy my own diamonds and I buy my own rings
Only ring your celly when I’m feelin lonely
When it’s all over please get up and leave
Question; tell me how you feel about this
Try to control me boy, you get dismissed
Pay my own fun, oh and I pay my own bills
Always 50/50 in relationships
The shoes on my feet
I’ve bought it
The clothes I’m wearing
I’ve bought it
The rock I’m rocking
I bought it
Cause I depend on me
(If I want it)
The watch I’m wearing
I bought it
The house I live in
I’ve bought it
The car I’m driving
I’ve bought it
I depend on me
(I depend on me)
All the women, who are independent
Throw your hands up at me
All the honeys, who making money
Throw your hands up at me
All the mommas, who profit dollars
Throw your hands up at me
All the ladies, who truly feel me
Throw your hands up at me
Girl I didn’t know you could get down like that
Charlie, how your Angels get down like that
Tell me how you feel about this
Who would I want if I would wanna live
I worked hard and sacrificed to get what I get
Ladies, it ain’t easy being independent
Question; how’d you like this knowledge that I brought
Bragging on that cash that he gave you is to front
If you’re gonna brag make sure it’s your money you flaunt
Depend on no-one else to give you what you want
The shoes on my feet
I’ve bought it
The clothes I’m wearing
I’ve bought it
The rock I’m rocking
I bought it
Cause I depend on me
(If I want it)
The watch I’m wearing
I bought it
The house I live in
I’ve bought it
The car I’m driving
I’ve bought it
I depend on me
(I depend on me)
All the women, who are independent
Throw your hands up at me
All the honeys, who making money
Throw your hands up at me
All the mommas, who profit dollars
Throw your hands up at me
All the ladies, who truly feel me
Throw your hands up at me
Girl I didn’t know you could get down like that
Charlie, how your Angels get down like that
Destiny’s Child
You in the house?
Sure ’nuff
We’ll break these people off Angel style
Child of Destiny
Independent beauty
Noone else can scare me
Charlie’s Angels
All the women, who are independent
Throw your hands up at me
All the honeys, who making money
Throw your hands up at me
All the mommas, who profit dollars
Throw your hands up at me
All the ladies, who truly feel me
Throw your hands up at me
Girl I didn’t know you could get down like that
Charlie, how your Angels get down like that
Songwriters: Mark Rooney / Samuel Barnes / Jean Olivier / Beyonce Knowles
Independent Women lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc


Destiny’s Child

This powerhouse group has had a total of six women as members over the past.  The group started under a different name, Girl’s Tyme.


Destiny’s Child Over the years not in linear order:



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5th Annual Soul Train "Lady of Soul" Awards
Celebrities at MTV Awards
Destiny’s Child
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Destiny’s Child performing during the Super Bowl XLVII halftime show at Mercedes-Benz Superdome in New OrleansLouisiana on February 3, 2013. From left to right: Kelly RowlandBeyoncé KnowlesMichelle Williams
Background information
Also known as Girl’s Tyme
Origin HoustonTexasUnited States
Years active 1990–2006
Website destinyschild.com
Past members Beyoncé Knowles
Kelly Rowland
Michelle Williams
LaTavia Roberson
LeToya Luckett
Farrah Franklin

Destiny’s Child was an Americangirl group whose final and best-known line-up comprised Beyoncé KnowlesKelly Rowland, and Michelle Williams. Formed in 1997 in Houston, Texas, Destiny’s Child members began their musical career as Girl’s Tyme, formed in 1990, comprising Knowles, Rowland, LaTavia Roberson, and LeToya Luckett among others.[1] After years of limited success, they were signed in 1997 to Columbia Records and Music World Entertainment as Destiny’s Child. Destiny’s Child was launched into mainstream recognition following the 1999 release of their best-selling second album, The Writing’s on the Wall, which contained the number-one singles “Bills, Bills, Bills” and “Say My Name“. Despite critical and commercial success, the group was plagued by internal conflict and legal turmoil, as Roberson and Luckett attempted to split from the group’s manager Mathew Knowles, citing favoritism of Knowles and Rowland.

Both Roberson and Luckett were soon replaced with Williams and Farrah Franklin; however, in 2000, Franklin left, leaving the group as a trio. Their third album, Survivor, which contains themes the public interpreted as a channel to the group’s experience, contains the worldwide hits “Independent Women“, “Survivor” and “Bootylicious“. In 2002, they announced a hiatus and re-united two years later for the release of their fourth and final studio album, Destiny Fulfilled (2004). Destiny’s Child has sold more than sixty million records worldwide to date.[2]Billboard magazine ranks the group as one of the greatest musical trios of all time,[3] the ninth most successful artist/band of the 2000s,[4]placed the group 68th in its All-Time Hot 100 Artists list in 2008[5] and in December 2016, the magazine ranked them as the 90th most successful dance club artist of all-time.[6]   

For more from the Destiny’s Child Wiki
Another option for information on Destiny’s Child 




“Quiet” – MILCK

MILCK saw viral fame after her feminist battle cry at the Women’s March on Washington acquired millions of views in a short time. After an emotional start to the song, “Put on your face/ Know your place/ Shut up and smile/ I could do that” MILCK breaks out into the sweeping chorus, garnering strength with “I can’t keep quiet, oh/ A one woman riot.”

This space is for my impression of the song “Quiet” by  the Goddess MILCK…  HOLY SHIT, WOW, THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU.  EVERY TIME I LISTEN TO “QUIET” I TEAR UP!  I get chills.  The video is both haunting and uplifting. The imagery is incredibly empowering.    I hope and pray that MILCK’s “Quiet” will start a Phoenix of women rising to sing out their new anthems.

I know in my soul that “Quiet” is definite contributing factor to the fiery explosion across all media, sports, and cinema burn understanding that abuse, grose sexual misconduct, and rape is utterly vile and unacceptable.  This anthem of hope have called to all the abused no longer have to be “Quiet”. They are stepping into the light and raising their voices, as if a choir shouting down demons.

A deeply moving selection for the  list of the 25 Feminist Anthems by Allison. 





put on your face
know your place
shut up and smile
don’t spread your legs
I could do that

But no one knows me no one ever will
if I don’t say something, if I just lie still
Would I be that monster, scare them all away
If I let the-em hear what I have to say

I can’t keep quiet, no oh oh oh oh oh oh
I can’t keep quiet, no oh oh oh oh oh oh
A one woman riot, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

I can’t keep quiet
For anyone

Cuz no one knows me no one ever will
if I don’t say something, take that dry blue pill
they may see that monster, they may run away
But I have to do this, do it anyway
I can’t keep quiet, no oh oh oh oh oh oh
I can’t keep quiet, no oh oh oh oh oh oh
A one woman riot, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh I can’t keep quiet

Let it out Let it out
Let it out now
There’ll be someone who understands
Let it out Let it out
Let it out now
Must be someone who’ll understand
Let it out Let it out
Let it out now
There’ll be someone who understands
Let it out Let it out
Let it out now

I can’t keep quiet

from Quiet, track released January 14, 2017
Written by Connie Lim and Adrianne Gonzalez
Produced by AG
all rights reserved






….in her own words

“There’s a lot of fight inside MILCK.

After a decade of quiet independent releases and tireless gigs around her native Los Angeles, the singer, songwriter, multi-instrumentalist, and poet MILCK confidently carried a generational anthem in the form of “Quiet.” Originally penned in 2015 with frequent collaborator Adrianne Gonzalez, the song provided a clarion call for people of all races, creeds, and colors who have suffered and survived gallantly in the face of trauma, trials, and tribulations with resounding piano chords and shuddering, soulful delivery.

“It’s unbelievable to think now, but I was initially told to hold the song,” she recalls. “I couldn’t keep compromising anymore though. It’s my story as a survivor of abuse. I was finally letting myself out of the chains. Recording ‘Quiet’ was a very genuine moment of therapy for me. It’s very real. I thought if the honesty healed me, maybe it can heal someone else? After the election, I said, ‘Fuck you’ and shared it.”

She shared it in the most beautiful way possible. Traveling to the historic January 2017 Women’s March in Washington, D.C., MILCK teamed up with 25 female singers—whom she had never met before—and delivered seven acapella flashmob performances of “Quiet” on the streets. video of the flashmobs was captured by the award-winning director Alma Har’el and quickly went viral after being posted on her Facebook page, drawing over 14 million plays in just two days. By the end of the week, MILCK took the stage on Full Frontal with Samantha Bee for another riveting rendition as VICE, NPR, Refinery29, BuzzFeed, Associated Press, Rolling Stone, Vanity Fair, and more extolled her. It ignited the #ICantKeepQuiet social media project as everyone from Emma Watson, Debra Messing, and Tegan & Sara to Tom Morello and Denis Leary shared the video. The initiative’s merchandise benefits the Step Up chapter in L.A., which provides after school and mentorship programs for underprivileged girls 13-18.

Crafting “cathartic pop” rooted in classical training and inspired by a pastiche of artistic muses ranging from Hemingway and Maya Angelou to modern art, this style defines her debut EP for Atlantic Records.

“Throughout all of those years struggling, a major label never felt like it could be a reality,” she admits. “I’m just being myself, and I don’t want to assume that I can sing for everyone. I want to sing what I feel. If people connect, that’s awesome.”

MILCK has been singing for as long as she can remember. Born to Chinese immigrants in the Los Angeles suburb of Palos Verdes, she enrolled in classical piano at six-years-old and opera classes at the age of eight. Honing her talents during high school, the budding artist headed to Berkeley for college, promising she “would try pre-med” and allaying some of her doctor father’s worries about a potential career in music. Inspired by everything from Frédéric Chopin, Tori Amos, and Elton John to Imogen Heap, Portishead, Radiohead, and Massive Attack, she experienced something of an awakening in the college’s underground piano rooms.

“I realized I could sing and play piano at the same time,” she goes on. “That opened the door to writing pop songs. I felt like I could finally express myself. I’m grateful for my classical foundation. The amazing thing about opera is I learned how to use my vocal cords to sing for hours without getting tired, but rather, becoming stronger. I had all of these tools and decided I would graduate, move to L.A., and get my ass kicked by the music industry.”

Performing under her given name, Connie Lim, she paid her dues tenfold. Throughout the next 8 years, she successfully financed an indie release via Kickstarter and built a sturdy foundation all the while weathering crumbling business partnerships and a series of obstacles. In 2016, she re-emerged under the name MILCK—her last name Lim spelled backwards and first two initials.

“I wanted to establish myself, so I did MILCK,” she explains. “It uses the name I received from my ancestors, but I’m changing it and making it my own, so I can actually be who I am. It’s taking accountability.”

She made waves with “Devil Devil,” which went on to receive high-profile syncs in Lucifer and The Royals as it racked up 925k Spotify streams and over 1 million YouTube views. However, the stark and shuddering, yet disarmingly catchy “Quiet” finally needed to be heard.

“I was pretty sad,” she remembers. “My management disappeared, and I felt like I hit rock bottom. I said to my boyfriend, ‘I lost my team. He looked at me and went, ‘But honey, you are the team.’ That really shifted my perspective. Shortly after that, I released ‘Quiet.

Hemingway wrote, “You are so brave and quiet I forget you are suffering.” MILCK is quiet no more, and her honesty possesses the power to heal.

“I’d rather express than impress,” she leaves off. “When people listen to me, I want them to feel empowered. I want a catharsis. My ideal situation as an artist is to harness my voice so it becomes like the purest form of water. When I sing in a room, I want to wash people and the walls of all the pain and shit they deal with. I come from a family of doctors. Doctors are healers. I want to be a sonic healer.” ”

from MILCK website



““Cinderella” – Play

Swedish girl group Play was singing feminist anthems left and right in their heyday. At the same time they threw down the damsel-in-distress trope in this hit, the group also released “Us Against the World,” another track about backing each other up and taking on the world together.” ”

by Allison Stubblebine 


Good goddesses that is very candy sweet Poppy GIRRRRRL Power Anthem. I freegin’ LOVE this song.  I just visited my dentist, or otherwise I would have had instant cavities!

I am very incredibly fond of the stanzas “My knight in shining armor
Is me;  So I’m gonna set me free.   The stanza that I am most fond of from Play’s “Cinderella” is “I can slay my own dragons” especially since I used to have a passion for Dungeon’s and Dragons, now Pathfinder, and D&D.  I also really love playing the warrior in plate mail.  Further I love fantasy novels where the princess saves the day or world or merely just the kingdom, oh and the effect of her heroinic efforts leads to other princesses following suit.

Every stanza is full of wonder and glee.  Cinderella makes me as the listener feel as I never have to ever consider being a Cinder ella; rather the knight slaying dragons.  The writers really honor and did justice to the audience of  Play, Play with their youthful exuberance and sas!   Happy Happy Joy Joy

A definitive happy happy win for the list of the 25 Feminist Anthems by Allison, presented by our youngest artists, dragon slayers, and righteous knights!



Cinderella Lyrics


“When I was just a little girl
My mama used to tuck me into bed
She read me a story
It always was about a princess in distress
And how a guy would save her
And end up with the glory

I’d lie in bed and think about
The person that I want to be
Then one day I realized
Fairy tale life wasn’t for me

I don’t wanna be like Cinderella
Sitting in a dark cold dusty cellar
Waiting for somebody
To come and set me free

I don’t wanna be like Snow White waiting
For a handsome prince to come and save me
On a horse of white
Unless we’re riding side by side
Don’t wanna depend on no one else
I’d rather rescue myself

Someday I’m gonna find someone
Who wants my soul, heart and mind
Who’s not afraid to show that he loves me
Somebody who will understand
I’m happy just the way I am
Don’t need nobody taking care of me
(I will be there)
I will be there for him
Just as strong as he
Will be there for me
When I give myself then it has got to be
An equal thing

I don’t wanna be like Cinderella
Sitting in a dark cold dusty cellar
Waiting for somebody
To come and set me free

I don’t wanna be like Snow White waiting
For a handsome prince to come and save me
On a horse of white
Unless we’re riding side by side
Don’t wanna depend on no one else
I’d rather rescue myself
(Rescue myself, rescue myself)

I can slay my own dragons

I can dream my own dreams
(My own dreams)
My knight in shining armor
Is me
So I’m gonna set me free
I don’t wanna be like Cinderella
Sitting in a dark cold dusty cellar
Waiting for somebody
To come and set me free

I don’t wanna be like Snow White waiting
For a handsome prince to come and save me
On a horse of white

I don’t wanna be like Cinderella
Sitting in a dark cold dusty cellar
Waiting for somebody
To come and set me free

I don’t wanna be like Snow White waiting
For a handsome prince to come and save me
On a horse of white
Unless we’re riding side by side
Don’t wanna depend on no one else
I’d rather rescue myself

I don’t wanna be like Cinderella
Sitting in a dark cold dusty cellar
Waiting for somebody
To come and set me free
I don’t wanna be like Snow White waiting
For a handsome prince to come and save me
On a horse of white
Unless we’re riding side by side
Don’t wanna depend on no one else
I’d rather rescue myself”

Writer(s): Kevin Stuart James Savigar, Lindy Robbins “



Images from the life of Play














Play  is a four member young Swedish girl group that has had seven participants,  as some choose to pursue their college goals so that they could slay dragons and be knights.


Origin StockholmSweden
Genres Popeuropopelectropopteen popbubblegum pop
Years active 2001–2005, 2009–11
Labels Columbia (2001–05)
Bonnier Music (2009–11)
Associated acts Destiny’s ChildAmanda LamecheDream StreetA-TeensB2KEden’s Crush
Website http://play-mania.com/
Past members Anaïs Lameche
Faye Hamlin
Emelie Norenberg
Rosie Munter
Sanne Karlsson
Anna Sundstrand
Janet Leon

Play was a Swedish pop girl group consisting of, in total, seven young women. Faye HamlinAnna SundstrandAnaïs Lameche, and Rosie Munter formed Play’s original line-up from the band’s formation from 2001 until late 2003. After founding member Faye left the group, fifth member Janet Leon joined Play to fill Hamlin’s position as lead singer.[1] In 2005, the group officially announced an “indefinite break” and split up.[2] At that time, Play had sold almost one million albums.[3] Four years later, in 2009, the group reformed with a new line-up of three members consisting of Anaïs, Faye, and the sixth and oldest member of Play, Sanne Karlsson. In February 2011, an official statement was made that Faye had once again left the group in 2010 and would be replaced by Emelie Norenberg.[4] It was announced in May 2011 that the band had separated for the second time.

Herstory of Play




““Woman” – Kesha

Aside from all the other reasons to be absolutely stoked on Kesha’s most recent album Rainbow, which marked her long-awaited return to music making, “Woman” is the icing on the cake, ‘cause she “run this shit, baby.” ”

by Allison Stubblebine 


Very Brassy (pun intended)  Has a very brass tits kind of feel.  Ovaries to the wall action packed video.  I love the sassy brass horns.  I also feel the gold lamė cape and jumpsuit Kesha is  wearing is perfection.  I do not know if this is  the case, but this song makes me wonder if Kesha is a Destiny’s Childe fan, the lyrics are similar.  Kesha’s delivery has a sharper dangerous edge.  Where as, Destiny’s Child is pure in your face you better step up and own your power.

Overall “Woman” is an excellent addition for the  list of the 25 Feminist Anthems by motherfuking Allison, by the writer and singer Kesha.



“Woman” – Kesha

Let’s be serious, come on
This is a real, this is, excuse me?
Ok, shut up
I buy my own things, I pay my own bills
These diamond rings, my automobiles
Everything I got, I bought it
Boys can’t buy my love, buy my love, yeah
I do what I want (she does), say what you say
I work real hard every day
I’m a motherfucking woman, baby, alright
I don’t need a man to be holding me too tight
I’m a motherfucking woman, baby, that’s right
I’m just having fun with my ladies here tonight
I’m a motherfucker
Mmm, yeah
Let’s drive around town in my Cadillac
Girls in the front, boys in the back
Loosey as a goosey and we’re looking for some fun
I’m a motherfucking woman, baby, alright
I don’t need a man to be holding me too tight
I’m a motherfucking woman, baby, that’s right
I’m just having fun with my ladies here tonight
I’m a motherfucker
Mmm, yeah
Mmm, yeah
Don’t buy me a drink, I make my money
Don’t touch my weave, don’t call me “honey”
‘Cause I run my shit, baby
(I run my shit)
Don’t buy me a drink, I make my money
Don’t touch my weave, don’t call me “honey”
(‘Cause I write this shit, baby)
I write my shit
Don’t buy me a drink, I make my money
Don’t touch my weave, don’t call me “honey”
(‘Cause I run my shit, baby, I run my shit)
Don’t buy me a drink, I make my money
Don’t touch my weave, don’t call me “honey”
‘Cause I run my shit, baby, I run my shit
Don’t buy me a drink, I make my money
Don’t touch my weave, don’t call me “honey”
I run this shit, baby, I run this shit
Don’t buy me a drink, I make my money
Don’t touch my weave, don’t call me “honey”
(‘Cause I write this shit, baby, I write this shit)
I’m a motherfucking woman, baby, alright
I don’t need a man to be holding me too tight
I’m a motherfucking woman, baby, that’s right
I’m just having fun with my ladies here tonight
I’m a motherfucker
Mmm, yeah
Songwriters: Kesha Rose Sebert / Drew Pearson / Stephen Wrabel
Woman lyrics © Cypmp







Kesha Planes Fire & Rescue premiere July 2014 (cropped).jpg

Kesha at the premiere for Planes: Fire & Rescue in July 2014
Born Kesha Rose Sebert
March 1, 1987 (age 30)
Los AngelesCalifornia, U.S.
  • Singer
  • songwriter
  • rapper
Home town Brentwood, Tennessee, U.S.
Parent(s) Pebe Sebert (mother)
Website keshaofficial.com
Musical career
Years active 2005–present
Associated acts


“Kesha Rose Sebert (/ˈkɛʃə rz ˈsɛbərt/ KESH-ə ROHZ SEB-ərt; born March 1, 1987; formerly stylized as Ke$ha) is an American singer, songwriter and rapper. In 2005, at age 18, Kesha was signed to producer Dr. Luke‘s label Kemosabe Records. Her breakthrough came in early 2009 after appearing on American rapper Flo Rida‘s number-one single “Right Round“. Kesha’s music and image propelled her to immediate success, with her debut album Animal premiering at the top of the charts in several countries. She achieved 3 more number-one singles, “Tik Tok” and “We R Who We R” as a solo artist, and “Timber” as a featured artist. At the same time, she continued to write songs for other artists, becoming respected as a songwriter. Warrior, her second studio album, was released in 2012, and spawned her eighth consecutive top-ten single “Die Young“. “Tik Tok”, at one point, was the best-selling digital single in history, selling over 16.5 million units internationally.

Since 2013, Kesha has been in legal dispute with her former producer Dr. Luke, in which a series of lawsuits (known collectively as Kesha v. Dr. Luke) were exchanged between the two parties. Kesha accused him of physical, sexual and emotional abuse and employment discrimination against her, while Dr. Luke claims breach of contract and defamation by Kesha. During this period, the singer only managed to release one single. She returned to music in 2017 with the release of her third studio album, Rainbow, and its lead single “Praying“; both of which garnered Kesha two Grammy Awards nominations.

Kesha has received several awards and nominations, including her win for MTV Europe Music Award for Best New Act in 2010. As of November 2013, she has reportedly sold over 59 million records in the United States and 76 million records worldwide.[1][2]”

Early Kesha




““The Future is Female” – Madame Gandhi (TT the Artist Club Remix featuring UNIIQU3)

This super recent track is packed with cold hard facts, like “We have to value girls more than their looks/ The biggest threat is a girl with a book.” Plus, the artist’s main goal in performing is to “make gender equality culturally even more relevant,” and that’s about as feminist as a goal can get.”

by Allison Stubblebine 


I almost posted the wrong lyrics and left out the powerhouse contributions of TT the Artist, MERRILL GARBUS, and UNIIQU3.   Queens all, these women are spinning the world to a make hersoty with The Future is Female – Club Remix.  Very techno with juicy lyrics.  The Future is Female – Club remix is reminiscent of some of the late work of Annie Lennox.  Though it stands apart as the Devas of Club Feminism.  I do not have the linguistic nuance of the street, so I will not attempt flattery in such a manner.  Brilliant work of art Ladies, Thank You.

A fine addtion to the  list of the 25 Feminist Anthems by  Madame Allison. 





The Future is Female

The Future is Female…

TT The Artist
Madame Gandhi

Power in what you say

The future is female means that…

Where my ladies at?

Future is Female
Singin’, Singin’
Future is Female

Where my ladies at?

Where my ladies
Around the world
This the anthem
Of the year
Shake it
Get up out yo chair
Work it ladies
Flip your hair
Hands up
Like yo don’t care
Time is near
We taking over
By step
We getting closer
Talk the talk
Get the do
Bossed up
From head to toe
Suits to
We run the show
We actin up
Kick down the door
If you feel me
Get on floor dance
Til you can’t no more
Party till you can’t no more
Female is future
Dats for sure

Making Strides
With my sister by my side
We killin it ( Yup )
Love Trumps Hate
Pussy so Magnificent
Diversity the key
Don’t care what your preference is
Fuck the system
Middle Fingers up
They ain’t running shit

Leave your pain the floor
Shake it off and drop it low
Feel the vibe and let it flow
I’m fab and fem you see the glow

How could girly ever be an insult?
All the women I know are ones moving culture
What would happen if we all would lead with a little less aggression more femininity?
We have to value girls more than their looks
The biggest threat is a girl with a book
The system must make room for all that we do
We’ve been bleeding each month till we gave birth to you!

To me, “The Future is female” means that no longer will female qualities be subordinated to male qualities
I want to live in a world that is collaborative
A world that is emotionally intelligent
A world in which we are linked and not ranked!

Power in what you say

Don’t be afraid

We we we
We Run the club
Bring it back


Future is Female
Singin’, Singin’
Future is Female

Where my ladies at?







I heard Amy Poehler speak at the White House
Her words hit me hard like a light bulb
Fictitious depictions of girls must die out
If we want to live in a world that triumphs

I am just talking about loving the femme
I ain’t talking bout nobody else
Toxic masculinity has to end
I am just talking about loving ourselves

You can catch me singing these words
In a black Otherwild “Future is Female” t-shirt
Like AY! Me, I got something to say
Gender constructions just get in the way
I’ve been playing drums since I was like 8
The future is female, the future is great!







Madame Gandhi

“Kiran Gandhi, born in 1989,[1] is an American Indian electronic music artist, drummer, singer and activist. She is also known by her stage name Madame Gandhi.[2] Her music career includes being a touring drummer for artist M.I.A.. Gandhi’s music and activism focuses on female empowerment and Fourth-wave feminism. She has performed at music festivals such as Bonnaroo and SXSW. In 2015, she ran the London Marathon bleeding freely on her period as a symbolic act to combat menstrual stigma around the world.[3] Her debut EP as Madame Gandhi was released in 2016. ”


More on Madame Gandhi


I am not satisfied with the limited amount of information on the extraordinary woman who is Kiran Gandhi so I have chosen to include information from her blog.


“The Future is Female has its own powers, and has already been such a symbolic journey in the past 4 months. It represents to me my belief in women being able to find their inner madame (the person who is authentically themselves and feels safe and liberated enough to do what they want and make the world a better place), it represents the potential that our next US president might be a woman, it represents a new era where we no longer use the world “feminine” as an insult. 

On Otherwild’s website, the herstory of the slogan is clearly explained:

The original “The Future Is Female” T-shirt design was made for Labyris Books, the first women’s bookstore in New York City, which was opened in 1972 by Jane Lurie and Marizel Rios. The photographer Liza Cowan took a picture of musician Alix Dobkin, her girlfriend at the time, wearing it in 1975. The photograph was done for a slide show she was working on called: “What the Well Dressed Dyke Will Wear.” 

This slogan has lasted through the decades and is reemerging as an empowering statement for all, as female-identified bodies and rights remain under attack. Inflexibile and compulsory sexual and gender binaries are used to oppress and deny people their humanity and agency. Otherwild believes in an inclusive, expanded and fluid notion of gender expression, identities and feminisms. We support liberation, embrace our trans sisters, and call for the end of patriarchal ideology, domination, oppression and violence. We believe that “The Future is Female” is the past, the present and the future, and is language that resonates.

25% of sweatshirt sale proceeds donated to Planned Parenthood.

In short, “The Future is Female” represents to me the notion that each of us possess a unique and individual mix of female traits and of male traits. That they are different and equally desirable. That we still, as a society, value male traits over female traits, using “effeminate” as an insult instead of a compliment, and setting desirable standards of success often based on male standards. For example, even to this day, some of the advice that is given to women entering the workplace is to “masculinize” – to become cold, or harsh, or play down emotions or wear a suit. Given that masculinity itself is a human construct, this advice sets women up to fail – it teaches us to not be who we are authentically, and it sets us up to try to achieve a standard that isn’t possible since we are not men. I want to live in a world where me being my authentic self, everything that comes with being female, with my mix of female and male traits, is what is desired. Me being my best self, is what is desired. To me, this is what “The Future is Female” means – it means we all, men and women, value both our female and male traits equally instead of playing the female down and exaggerating the male. It means feeling safe and free enough to be our authentic selves, without being insulted. It means we value collaborative power just as much as we value dominative power, it means we cherish emotional intelligence just as much as we value brute force, it means we find power in care and kindness just as much as we find power in self-centeredness and harshness. 

Rachel at Otherwild has taught me that the slogan means different things to different people. I am ok with that. Alix Dobkin, who wore the shirt originally in the 70s was a staunch radical lesbian feminist who was non trans-inclusive. For each person who wants to wear it, it does have different significance. It makes some angry too! They say, “the future has no gender!” or “this is reverse sexism!” For me, I do agree, the future has no gender, and that is baked in to the slogan already. In fact, if the shirt didn’t exist, i don’t know if we would be hearing people proudly respond, “the future has no gender!” anyway! I believe words are political, they get people thinking, shocked, angry, happy, self-actualized. This is politics at its finest, moving people forward. And to the point of the shirt being sexist, this couldn’t be farther from the truth. Men have female in them, they must embrace it and love it instead of let society value constructed roles of masculinity only. ”  for more from Madame Gandhi’s Blog

TT the Artist









TT The Artist


From sketchbooks to rhymes performer, filmmaker,  creative director, community artist and designer, Tt The Artist prepares to paint the world with visual language. Through art and music, this artist creates a well-blended sound of hip hop, pop, club and EDM .

Born and raised in Fort Lauderdale, Florida, it was as a high school student when Tedra Wilson discovered her fearless approach to performance. A college-graduate from The Maryland Institute College Of Art (MICA) with a bachelor’s degree in Fine Arts and a concentration in video, Tedra  now known as “Tt The Artist,” postponed pursuing a career in music to make education her number one priority.

While attending MICA in Baltimore, MD, Tt became very involved within various community projects and student organizations within the Baltimore Community. Baltimore soon became Tt’s second home where she began to tap into her desire to express herself through the many creative outlets. Baltimore enabled Tt to test the waters and create a reputable name for herself within the local music scene. By the end of her junior year at MICA, Tt had successfully secured an internship at MTV Networks in New York, NY where she explored her interest in television production both in front of the camera and behind the scenes. After two years of living in New York City, Tt  returned to Baltimore to further pursue her passion in music. Tt showcased her innovative style through live, artistic performances at performance venues throughout the Eastcoast.


At the peak of 2010, TT The Artist alongside Dj Devin Byrnes, Boston bred electro producer, opened up for dance, dj and musical performer Dan Deacon and psych-rock, synth-pop, hip-hop duo, Phantogram. Soon after, Tt teamed up with the well-known dance dj and producer, Will Eastman, and opened up for the electronic duo, Thunderheist at the trendy and hip performance venue the BLACKCAT, in Washington, DC.  Following her collaboration with Eastman, Tt performed for a massive crowd of hype, young, dance party goers at the 9:30 Club in Washington, DC, as a part of the Blisspop dance party series featuring International superstars Tittsworth and Nadastrom. ”

Much More on TT The Artist

Balitmore Sun article on TT The Artist











About Merril Garbus

“Singer and musician best known for her musical project Tune-Yards. Much of her musical performances include on-the-spot drum loops, layered vocals and ukulele. She released her debut album Bird Brains on recycled cassette tapes. Her music is trademarked for her unique experimentation and rich artistic themes.

Before Fame

Before beginning her music career, she worked as a puppeteer for Sandglass Theater and then played ukulele for Sister Suvi in Montreal.


She has made guest appearances on songs by artists like Citay, Afuche, and The Blind Boys of Alabama.

Family Life

She was raised in both New York and New Canaan, Connecticut. After working in Montreal, she eventually moved to Oakland, California.

Associated With

She signed to 4AD, a British label shared by Ariel Pink and Scott Walker.”








 F. B. Bio UNIIQU3

Jersey Club
Newark, NJ
Record Label
NLV Records (Warner)
Insomniac Records (Interscope)
NLV Records
The Jersey Club movement is being hailed by music authorities such as FADER and VICE, being the next big wave in dance music. Thankfully, this movement has found it’s first lady to pave the way it into the future. UNIIQU3, born Cherise Gary began her music career as a sought-after vocalist in the club scene, and has recently solidified herself as one of the most electrifying producers in the game. From throwing some of Jersey’s hottest DIY events, like her signature event #135theParty, to now spreading the genre across the globe from Australia to South America leaving her impact wherever she goes.

Within the past year, she’s worked with Givenchy, Red Bull Sound Select, H&M, MTV, Boiler Room and more, to provide a unique experience to a variety of diverse audiences worldwide. Her records have been obliterating festival and club sound systems through the hands of some of the most influential people in dance music such as Skrillex, A-Trak, Diplo, Anna Lunoe, Nina Las Vegas, Sinjin Hawke. She’s also shared the stage with notable artists and DJ’s such as Rae Sremmurd, Kehlani, Skepta, Cashmere Cat and Hudson Mohawk to name a few. As a performer, UNIIQU3 is a guaranteed crowd-pleaser who moves effortlessly from hard-hitting bass music to hip-hop, R&B along with her own live cuts. She also had the opportunity to perform at Coachella and continues to hit festivals stages all around the world.

UNIIQU3 is the future of dance music, who continues to raise the bar by pushing the genre forward. She is on a mission to inspire others by proving to the world that you can do whatever you want as long as you work hard and stay true to yourself. Be on the lookout for her debut EP on NLV Records coming Summer 2017.”

For more on UNIIQU3

Turkey Day Delay


So the Vegan is cooking the Thanksgiving turkey at her home for friends.   Just because someone is a vegan, does not mean they were always a vegan.  I still have mad mad baking and chef skills.  For three years now I have been a vegetarian.  I am just now moving to full vegan.  Now that I am recently aware of the Veggie Bullet I can see myself a step closer to going fully raw.

The point of this post is to state the 2 of 5 Feminist Anthem post shall be delayed until next week due to me being the chef and a right fine knot in my neck which lead to a right fine head ache, now addressed and fading.  Happy Thanksgiving


Visioning… The Lake Isle of Innisfree by WB Yeats

The poem The Lake Isle of Innisfree in image and sound

The Lake Isle of Innisfree

by WB Yeats

Squirrel with Isle in background, much like Innisfree




I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,


Small Cabin on Innisfree, “of clay and wattles made:  Nine bean -rows will I have…”


And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:



A depiction, possibly a wood block of an Irish bee hive

Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee;


Bee pollinating Irish Heather

And live alone in the bee-loud glade.


Slow dropping water over stone


And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,


Veils of Morning at Innisfree


Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;


cricket sings; There midnight’s all a glimmer


There midnight’s all a glimmer, and a noon purple glow,



Noon Purple glow, said by Yeats to be the heather reflecting upon the water at noon, from a recording of W.B. Yeats reading his poem.

And the evening full of linnet’s wings.


Linnet’s wings




always night and day


I will arise and go now, for always night and day

I hear the lake water lapping

I hear the lake water lapping with the low sounds by the shore;


WB Yeats age 23 living in London heard  “One day on the strand I heard a little tinkle of water, so on a shop window a little jet of water balancing a ball on top.  It was an advertisement of cooling drinks. It set me thinking of Slego and lake water. ” The inspiration for  the finest of Irish poems

While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey

I hear it in the deep heart’s core.


All images borrowed from the internet and all videos are linked to YouTube.


And finally

a unified copy of…

The Lake Isle of Innisfree

by WB Yeats






Red Squirrel (Acorn Thrower) in an Irish Glade

I do so ever hope that your reading of this Irish Masterwork was enhanced by my images and videos. – Acorn Thrower

Día de Muertos …


Information  and images compiled by Acorn Thrower

“What’s …Día de los Muertos…?
Día de los Muertos — also known as “Día de Muertos,” or “Day of the Dead” in English — is a holiday with Mexican origins that is celebrated on November 1 – 2. … Día de los Muertos is a day to celebrate death — or, more specifically, the deceased —… Día de los Muertos has both indigenous origins from the Aztec festival for Mictecacihuatl, The Lady of The Dead, and Catholic origins from the Spanish conquistadors’ All Saints and All Souls Day.


dia de los muertos

Wait, it’s a two-day Holiday?
Yes, the original Aztec holiday was actually a month long event, but when the Spanish conquistadores arrived and turned Mexico Catholic, the celebration became intertwined with All Saints Day (Nov. 1) and All Souls Day (Nov. 2). Traditionally, Nov. 1 is when you welcome the souls of children that have passed away, known as Día de los Inocentes (Day of the Innocents) or Día de los Angelitos (Day of the Little Angels). Nov. 2 is when the adult souls arrive.



How do you celebrate the dead?
Those who celebrate Día de los Muertos will usually put up altars honoring those members of the family who have passed away. They decorate the altars with candles, sugar skulls, marigolds, food, beverages and clothes. These offerings, or “ofrendas,” are gifts for the dead and are usually a combination of his or her favorite things. Like the holiday itself, the altar also has mixed imagery of both indigenous and Catholic background. The graves of the deceased are also visited and honored with offerings as well as vigils.


dia de los muertos altar

Would you have to go to Mexico to see these celebrations?
No, although Día de los Muertos is a Mexican National Holiday it is actually celebrated in other countries as well such as Guatemala, Brazil and Spain. It is also becoming more and more popular in the U.S. due to the large number of Mexican immigrants and Mexican Americans.


dia de los muertos

Skulls are everywhere during Día de los Muertos. The origins trace back to the pre-Hispanic era, when they were kept as trophies and used during rituals.



The most recognized skull on Dia de los Muertos is the Calavera Catrina. The image as we know it today originated with José Guadalupe Posada, a Mexican Artist who depicted a fancy female skeleton as a dig against the Europhile Mexican elite during the Porfirio Díaz dictatorship. It became an iconic image of the Mexican Revolution at the beginning of the twentieth century.



But the actual Catrina is said to have originated thanks to the Aztec tale of Mictecacihuatl, the Lady of the Dead.”

By Ana Maria Benedetti

Why is Día de los Muertos celebrated?


“Assured that the dead would be insulted by mourning or sadness, Dia de los Muertos celebrates the lives of the deceased with food, drink, parties, and activities the dead enjoyed in life. Dia de los Muertos recognizes death as a natural part of the human experience, a continuum with birth, childhood, and growing up to become a contributing member of the community. On Dia de los Muertos, the dead are also a part of the community, awakened from their eternal sleep to share celebrations with their loved ones.
The most familiar symbol of Dia de los Muertos may be the calacas and calaveras (skeletons and skulls), which appear everywhere during the holiday: in candied sweets, as parade masks, as dolls. Calacas and calaveras are almost always portrayed as enjoying life, often in fancy clothes and entertaining situations.”



“In many parts of Mexico, participants in Dia de los Muertos festivities wear shells or other noisemakers on their clothing and jewelry. Why?

Answers will vary! Consider the culture of the festival:
•    The dead are a part of the community, but invisible to the living. Shells and noisemakers will wake the dead from their sleep, and keep them close during the festivities.

•    Many of the dead were musicians or enjoyed music and dancing.
•    Dia de los Muertos is a celebration, and music is an important part of the joyous atmosphere.”


“A Dia de los Muertos altar for Mexican singer Juan Gabriel, created by Amparo de Jesús Rincón Pérez, of the National Council for Culture and Arts in Mexico City, and officials from the Dallas Mexican Consulate, at the Morton H. Meyerson Symphony Center in Dallas.

It’s not even celebrated in all of Mexico.

Isabel Montemayor, assistant professor and research associate for the Center of Mexican American Studies at the University of Texas at Arlington, said it is not as common for places in northern Mexico to celebrate, compared with southern Mexico in states such as Michoacan, Oaxaca and Veracruz.

It’s not a depressing holiday.

Montemayor said it’s a misunderstanding that the tradition is somber because death is involved. It’s quite the opposite, actually.


“It’s a celebration of life. That’s why you see the bright colors and music. Yes, there’s some solemnity about it, but at the same time it’s a celebration of the individuals who lived,” Montemayor said.



It’s not a shrine; it’s a very symbolic altar.

Shrines are usually sacred structures for a specific deity. Altars used for Dia de los Muertos are the centerpieces for the holiday.



Rincón said the altars can vary in levels, but they are typically three-tiered to symbolize heaven, purgatory and earth.


The bread is round for a reason.


Pan de muerto, or bread of the dead, may sound off-putting. But it’s a common treat made at panaderias, or Hispanic bakeries, for the holiday. The pastry is round to symbolize the circle of life, Rincón said.


What is la ofrenda?


You may see prepared meals, cigarettes or even a bottle of tequila on some altars. Those items are a part of la ofrenda, or the offering, which is a gift for the dead. It’s usually items that the deceased enjoyed the most. During the holiday, it’s believed the dead can savor their favorite things again.

The holiday coincides with the end of the agricultural cycle. Indigenous pueblos in Mexico saw it as a time to give thanks for the year’s harvest and honor their ancestors.” dallasnews.com




For more on Día de los Muertos celebrations and tradition around the world go to Wikipedia.


Día de los Muertos a woman dressed as a Caballero



Calavera Catrina on a deck of playing cards.


Honoring the ancestors

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More stunning calavera face painting


Let these fellas play us out


One final ancestor to honor


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All Saints Day was moved… How squirrelly? All Souls too…

A “Saintly” Squirrel in Stained Glass

All Saints day originally went my a different name, dedication Sanctae Mariae ad Martyres, based upon the pagan celebration of Lemuria both were held on May 13. “Some liturgiologists base the idea that this Lemuria festival was the origin of that of All Saints on their identical dates and on the similar theme of “all the dead”.” (Wikipedia All Saints Day)  Pope Gregory III in the mid-eighth century dedicated a day to the saints and their relics, November 1.

“The choice of the day may have been intended to co-opt the pagan holiday “Feast of the Lamures,” a day which pagans used to placate the restless spirits of the dead.  In Ireland All  Saints Day is celebrated on April 20th.  November 1 is all Saints Day, Tomorrow is All Souls Day.  I will cover both in this Blog as I will post it in the morning on All Souls day.



Weeping Angel in Holy Light




Weeping Angel During Day



A classic Depiction of “All Saints”

100 points if you can name them all.   I have a friend. Maria B. who can name them all.

I am going to start with and bit of Truth, as it is what the fundamental beleif of my faith, Druid.  Though I have been in a Roman Catholic Church in the past year.  Long ago I converted from Roman Catholiscism to Druid.  I have released all of my past knowledge of the religion that no longer lightened my soul.   Thus there will be numerous instanaces of exerpting from other sources.  As I have been researching this topic I have fallen utterly in love with the pictures of lights to honor the dead.



“The Catholic practice celebrates all those who have entered heaven, including saints who are recognized by the Church and those who are not.”  Catholic.org

Of Course where you have a room full of a christians you will have a similar number of perspectives on what a holy day means, as well as how to celebrate the holy day.




“According to Mark Wood at Christian Today many evangelical protestants are uncomfortable with saints as it seems to rank some Christians more highly than others.

Thus many Christians extend the celebration of All Saints Day to everyone who is a Christian. ‘We are all saints, in a biblical sense,’ he writes.

‘So All Saints Day is a time to be thankful for all those Christians who have lived before us, whether they are officially saints or not. Some are the great teachers ad prophets from history.

Some are those who’ve taught and inspired us personally. ‘Some are our friends and family. We can thank God for their witness, and for the way they have transmitted the faith down the generations. We can learn from their lives. We can take time to be grateful for what we’ve received, and to recommit ourselves to follow in their footsteps.’

Kenya Sinclair, a writer at Catholic Online, echoes this sentiment saying All Saints Day is a ‘call to live as saints’.”  Metro.co.uk


Prayer votive to the Saints



Fun Fact from Beliefnet.com

“New Orleans Saints

Did you know the New Orleans Saints was named after All Saints Day because of the huge Catholic population in New Orleans?”


Symbols for the Holy Days

Germans purely celebrate All Saints Day

All Saints’ Day is represented by paintings and images of many saints together. The saints may surround or look towards a figure representing Jesus and be accompanied by angels. Saints are often represented with a golden halo above or behind their heads.



Two or more candle wicks dipped in wax and wrapped around a cone-shaped form



Newweling preburning



Newweling Burning

In some areas of Germany, a Newweling symbolizes All Saints’ Day. A Newweling is made of two or more candle wicks dipped in wax and wrapped around a cone shaped form. The form is removed before the candle is lit. Traditionally, each candle wick is dipped in red, white, blue, yellow or green wax and two or more different colors are used for each candle.



“All Saints’ Day in France is locally known as “Toussaint” which is the contraction of “Tous les Saints”, meaning “All the Saints” in English. The solemnity takes place in Autumn on the 1st November and is a Catholic tradition of honouring the dead.


French people commemorate their dead on the 1st of November. The catholic tradition makes a distinction between Toussaint (All Saints’ Day, on the 1st of November) from the “Commémoration des fidèles défunts” (All Soul’s day, on the 2nd of November). Dead relatives are supposed to be commemorated on the 2nd of November, but since Toussaint is a public holiday, French people honour their dead on the 1st of November. Members of a family usually gather to go to the cemetery together.



They put chrysanthemum flowers on the grave and light candles to symbolise happiness in the afterlife.



They can also attend special church services.



Toussaint can be a very important moment for families. They can spend a day together in a respectful atmosphere which generally excludes usual family fights, even though regrets and sorrow can be a source of tension. Toussaint is an opportunity to strengthen family links spending a nice day together or expressing common grief.

Many different countries blur the lines of All Saints Day and All Souls Day, the Filipinos are another one of  these nationalities.


Undas or Undras


“Most Filipinos go to the cemetery to visit the graves of deceased relatives and friends. Some prefer to go on Oct. 31st or Nov. 1st, while some go to the cemetery for three straight days. Others would spend the night at their loved ones mausoleum. Once we arrive, we clean the tombs, light up candles, offer flowers, and say a prayer for the souls of the departed.”




“During this time, schools are on their semester break so it is also an opportunity for families to spend time together. Children would play with their cousins as the adults would exchange stories and play cards or mahjong (a game that originated in China). Back in the 80s, flying kites and catching dragonflies were favorite activities among the young. Filipinos, known for their love of singing, also bring guitars to serve as a means of entertainment while at the cemetery.



As lunchtime approaches, everyone sets the table for the various dishes cooked for that day. It usually includes the deceased loved one’s favorite dish. We place a plate of food in front of the tomb or grave as offering for the soul of our relatives and friends. Priests would also go around the cemetery to offer prayers and bless graves.”



“Many people go back to their home provinces for All Souls’ Day. If they can’t, they go to the church to light candles. Special masses are also held in memory of the departed.”



“Aside from honoring the dead, Filipinos also use this time to unwind. “

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Polish and Hungarian Catholics also seem to blur the lines of the two holidays.

Polish Wszystkich Swietych

“All Saints’ Day is celebrated solemnly in Poland. The first of November is a bank holiday during which people visit cemeteries and gather round their family graves, laying flowers and lighting candles.



“The Roman Catholic tradition (Festum Omnium Sanctorum) honouring all saints, both known and unknown, is one of the most important Polish holidays. It was also recognized by the communist authorities of the Polish People’s Republic. They renamed it the “Day of the Dead” and treated it as a day of remembrance for the deceased.

People used to believe that on 1 November, the day the Church traditionally received offerings from believers to celebrate mass in memory of the dead, souls stuck in purgatory would roam around among the living.



Pagan beliefs and celebrations have survived to the present day in the Podlasie Voivodeship, historically part of the eastern Slavic lands. Forefathers’s Eve, a tradition pre-dating Christianity commemorating restless souls, is still celebrated in some regions. In many villages, food, drink and prayers are still offered to the souls that have to atone for their sins, to help ease their anger and make their journey to heaven more comfortable. The tradition of a feast during which bread, eggs and honey are consumed has also been preserved. According to one superstition, a spoon which falls to the ground should not be picked up as it is thought to have been snatched by a dead soul searching for food.


2-chelb polish bread

CHLEB SZWAJCARSKI aka. “bread of the dead”

In some villages in southern Poland, people continue to bake the “bread of the dead,” marked with a cross and prepared early enough so as not to torture souls which, it was believed, used ovens and chimneys as the shortest way to heaven. People used to share the “bread of the dead” with priests and beggars who would say a prayer for the dead.


All Saints’ Day is followed by the All Souls’ Day (Commemoratio Omnium Fidelium Defunctorum – Commemoration of All Deceased Believers). It was introduced by Odilio, an abbot from Cluny, in 993 to replace the pagan celebrations for the dead. Nowadays, on All Souls’ Day, Roman Catholics remember the dead and pray for their souls. The second of November is not a bank holiday in Poland, but practising Roman Catholics go to mass on that day.


On 1 and 2 November Polish cemeteries are alight with hundreds of thousands of candles. The flower traditionally associated with All Saints’ Day in Poland is chrysanthemum.”




Hungarian All Saints Day

Halottak Napja



Hungarians lanterns honoring the holy days



Celebrated on November 2nd


“All Souls’ Day is a Catholic tradition in which churches commemorate the dead by praying for their souls. Rituals include visiting family graves and remembering deceased relatives. However, this Christian holiday combines some rituals from the Pagan holiday Samhain as well as ancient Mexican traditions used to celebrate and remember dead ancestors.”


“Altars are set up in homes to honor dead relatives. These are adorned with food and drinks (ofrendas), photos, candles, flowers, and candy skulls inscribed with the name of the deceased. Incense sticks are lit to help the departed find their way.”


“What Is All Souls Day (Commemoration of the Faithful Departed)?

All Souls Day History, Information, Prayers, Meaning, Traditions, & More

What is All Souls Day? It is when the Church commemorates and prays for the souls in Purgatory, who are undergoing purification before entering heaven. All Souls Day is celebrated on November 2nd, the day after All Saints Day. Prayers: All Souls Day Prayers


‘Just the facts’

Liturgical Color(s): Black, White, or Violet
Type of Holiday: A Special Class; Ranked With Solemnities because it takes precedence over a Sunday
Time of Year: November 2 (West), Eve of Pentecost (East)
Duration: One Day
Celebrates/Symbolizes: All the faithful departed
Alternate Names: Commemoration of the Faithful Departed; Commemoratio omnium Fidelium Defunctorum
Scriptural References: 2 Maccabees 12:44-45; Matthew 12:31-32; 1 Corinthians 3:13-15; 2 Timothy 1:16-18; 1 Peter 3:18-20

Data Points

All Souls Day directly follows All Saints Day, and commemorates the faithful departed, those individuals who die in God’s grace. Catholics believe that not everyone who is destined for heaven is immediately ready for the “Beatific vision,” i.e. the direct experience of God and his perfect nature in heaven, so they must be purified of “lesser faults,” and the effects of sin.

The Catholic Church calls this purification “purgatory.” The Catholic teaching on Purgatory essentially requires belief in two realities: 1. that there will be a purification of the souls of believers prior to entering heaven and 2. that the prayers and masses of the faithful in some way benefit those in the state of purification.

As to the duration, place, and exact nature of this purification, the Church has no official teaching or dogma, although Saint Augustine and others used fire as a way to explain the nature of the purification.

Many faithful Catholics, including Pope Benedict XVI, understand that Purgatory may be best thought of as an “existential state” as opposed to a temporal place (see Benedict’s Eschatology: Death and Eternal Life 230-231).

In other words, because Purgatory is outside created time and space, it is not necessarily accurate to speak of a location or duration of Purgatory. Nonetheless, the prayers and Masses of the faithful do have an impact on the purification that the faithful are undergoing in Purgatory. Many non-Catholics, including C.S. Lewis, have believed in Purgatory, and the official dogma of Purgatory is hardly offensive, even if the popular understanding of it has led to confusion. As a more everyday explanation, many liken Purgatory to a place or state where one gets “cleaned up” before entering into the presence of Almighty God.

The Church prays for, and remembers, the faithful departed throughout the entire year. However, All Souls is the general, solemn, day of commemoration, when the Church remembers, prays for, and offers requiem masses up for the faithful departed in the state of purification. Typically Christians will take this day to offer prayers up on behalf of their departed relatives and friends. Others may remember influential individuals that they never knew personally, such as presidents, musicians, etc. This may be done in the form of the Office of the Dead (Defunctorum officium), i.e. a prayer service offered in memory of departed loved ones. Often this office is prayed on the anniversary (or eve) of the death of a loved one, or on All Souls’ Day.

There are many customs associated with All Souls Day, and these vary greatly from culture to culture. In Mexico they celebrate All Souls Day as el dia de los muertos, or “the day of the dead.” Customs include going to a graveyard to have a picnic, eating skull-shaped candy, and leaving food out for dead relatives. The practice of leaving food out for dead relatives is interesting, but not exactly Catholic Theology. If all of this seems a little morbid, remember that all cultures deal with death in different manners. The Western aversion to anything related to death is not present in other cultures.

In the Philippines, they celebrate “Memorial Day” based loosely on All Souls Day. Customs include praying novenas for the holy souls, and ornately decorating relatives’ graves. On the eve of All Souls (i.e. the evening of All Saints Day), partiers go door-to-door, requesting gifts and singing a traditional verse representing the liberation of holy souls from purgatory. In Hungary the day is known as Halottak Napja, “the day of the dead,” and a common custom is inviting orphans into the family and giving them food, clothes, and toys. In rural Poland, a legend developed that at midnight on All Souls Day a great light shone on the local parish. This light was said to be the holy souls of departed parishioners gathered to pray for their release from Purgatory at the altars of their former earthly parishes. After this, the souls were said to return to scenes from their earthly life and work, visiting homes and other places. As a sign of welcome, Poles leave their windows and doors ajar on the night of All Souls Day. All of these customs show the wide variety of traditions related to All Souls Day.

‘A bit of History’

Christians have been praying for their departed brothers and sisters since the earliest days of Christianity. Early liturgies and inscriptions on catacomb walls attest to the ancientness of prayers for the dead, even if the Church needed more time to develop a substantial theology behind the practice. Praying for the dead is actually borrowed from Judaism, as indicated in 2 Maccabees 12:41-42. In the New Testament, St Paul prays for mercy for his departed friend Onesiphorus (2 Timothy 1:18). Early Christian writers Tertullian and St. Cyprian testify to the regular practice of praying for the souls of the departed. Tertullian justified the practice based on custom and Tradition, and not on explicit scriptural teaching. This demonstrates that Christians believed that their prayers could somehow have a positive effect on the souls of departed believers. Closely connected to the ancient practice of praying for the dead is the belief in an explicit state called purgatory. The New Testament hints at a purification of believers after death. For example, Saint Paul speaks of being saved, “but only as through fire” (1 Corinthians 3:15). Over time, many Church Fathers, including St. Augustine, e.g. in Enchiridion of Faith, Hope, and Love and City of God, further developed the concept of a purgation of sins through fire after death.

‘A bit More History’

In the early Church, departed Christians’ names were placed on diptychs. In the sixth century, Benedictine communities held commemorations for the departed on the feast of Pentecost. All Souls’ Day became a universal festival largely on account of the influence of Odilo of Cluny in AD 998, when he commanded its annual celebration in the Benedictine houses of his congregation. This soon spread to the Carthusian congregations as well. The day was celebrated on various days, including October 15th in 12th century Milan. Today all Western Catholics celebrate All Souls’ Day on November 2, as do many Anglicans, Lutherans, and other Christians. Initially many Protestant reformers rejected All Souls’ Day because of the theology behind the feast (Purgatory and prayers/masses for the dead), but the feast is now being celebrated in many Protestant communities, in many cases with a sub-Catholic theology of Purgatory. Some Protestants even pray for the dead; many Anglican liturgies include such prayers. While the Eastern Churches lack a clearly defined doctrine of Purgatory, they still regularly pray for the departed. …”


Hand made paper machete lantern



An All Souls Day Festival




The Dearly Departed watching over the families who have come to visit

The Faith of Ages… as old as a Great Oaks probably older…definitely older


A Druid Samhain… About My the symbol of my faith (Part 1 of 2) and my favorite holy day, Samhain (Part 2 of 2)

Part 2 of 2



Lets get right down to the Good Stuff


Harvest Image is from the North American Region of the Globe

pumpkins are not native to Europe.


Turnips were carved into lanterns for much the same purpose as pumpkins are carved and lit today.



*”Turnip lanterns,” and eventually pumpkins, “usually represented supernatural beings and, were used to chase evil spirits. Guisers” , children going about protected by costume used to deceive malevolent spirits and protect the children seeking treats or if no treats were given then the children would carry “used them to scare people, while in some cases they were set on windowsills to guard homes against evil.”




*”This term is also used for lanterns. The first stories about a trickster that was banned” from moving on to the afterlife. “His full name, Sean na Gealai, means “John of the little moon” or, with some modifications, “Jack of the Lantern.”

*from the Vintage News article Turnip-o’-lantern: Turnips were the original Halloween decorations  Boban Docevski


There are  a number of different Druid Religious branches or in the more common vernacular denomination (if you are more Jedeo-christian) or tradition if yours lean pagan. There is signifigant variance in the branches of Druid ritual practices, as well as elemental relation. To that end I have found online copies of Druid Samhain rites and Nematons.  I will share them with you. I will also link t o their pages so that you can get more information on their particuar branch of the Druid Faith.



Squirrel so heavy with knowledge his weight felled a tree.

“Samhain Ritual Outline by The Druid Network

The altar is set up, food is laid and the fire prepared. Incense may be lit, music played and introductionsmade. The circle is laid out using the nearby natural resources, whether it bestones, twigs, leaves, etc. The ritual leader then casts the circle.

Here we ask the guardian spirits of the place and time their permission to work our ritual in their area-
Hail Guardian Spirits of this place! We come here in peace and with clear intent. We come here to celebrate Samhain. We ask, with respect, that you accept our presence. Hail Guardian Spirits ofthis place!

May there be peace in theNorth! May there be peace in the South! May there be peace in the West! Maythere be peace in the East!

(each call for peace to be madeby the person who will be calling the quarter. If done in this order, the callfor peace will flow along the lines of the pre-Christian equal armed cross,also recognised by the Native Americans for their medicine wheels).

We who are gathered here, wecall for peace in this land. We call for peace in our hearts and minds andtowards our fellow beings.

Sacred Ones, spirits of the birch and rowan, fir and ivy, honeysuckle and rosemary, dryads and devas, allyou who have heard our intention, we ask with respect that you encircle us know, branch reaching branch, leaf touching leaf, roots beneath our feetentangling, that our Circle may be strong, a nemeton of inspiration, reverence and learning, in the name of the Gods whose power we both breathe, we ask that this be so.


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(A moment is given to allow the devas and dryads to form the circle)

We give our energy to this circle, mingling and communing with those of the spirits of nature to create a sanctuary of peace.

(Energy is pushed out from theparticipants to mix and strengthen the circle).

Let all here draw their mindsinto the presence of their bodies, that thoughts may be melded with flesh,blood and bones, that the spirits of those gathered may be blended in onepurpose, one voice and one sacred space. Soul to soul, we weave our circle,spirit to spirit, that none may enter this sacred space but those who come intune with our intention and in peace. Soul to soul, spirit to spirit, we askthat this may be so.

The circle is consecrated by taking incense and water around the circle.

I call upon the Spirit of the North, the Earth Mother, the Great Bear, to be with us in our sacred rite.

I call upon the Spirit of the East, the Skyfather, the Great Eagle, to be withus in our sacred rite.

I call upon the Spirit of the South, the Firebrother, the Great Dragon, to bewith us in our sacred rite.

I call upon the Spirit of the West, the Rainsister, the Great Whale, to be with us in our sacred rite.

We call to the spirits ofplace, to those of Land, Sea and Sky, to those of the three worlds to be withus in our sacred rite.

We call to the ancestors of body, mind and spirit to be with us in our sacred rite. To our ancestors whosetears and blood, joy and happiness have been felt upon this land, whose songscourse through our blood, and whose spirit lives on through our celebrations,we call to you to be with us in our sacred rite.

I call upon my lady of thestars and moon
To the Bringer of dreams andtwilight
I call upon my lady of the loom
The Weaver of fates in thenight
I call upon the Lady of theLady
The Singer of the Evensong
I call upon the maiden motherand Crone
The Goddess alive and strong

I call upon the Lord of the Sun
The Rider in the sky
I call upon the Lord of theWinds
To the Eagle as he flies
I call upon the King Stag
To the son, lover and sacrifice
I call upon the Lord of theWildwood
The God laughing, free and wise


‘We come to celebrate Samhain, the most sacred of nights, when the veil between the worlds is thin.We give thanks for all that we have, and we honour our ancestors and the deadat this time. Let us now say a prayer for our dead, that they may journey tothe Otherworld safely, and that we might know them again some day.
(Prayers and thanks are said,either out loud or internally during this time of prayer).

Let us now cast off the worries and fears that shackle us to the previous year. For behold! A new year is uponus. With the blessing and strength of the Crone of Winter, we come forth tounburden ourselves to her, in preparation for the long winter ahead. We willneed our strength and conviction to see the winter through, and with herblessing it will be done.

(The Crone of Winter, The Cailleach will stand at the northwest part of the circle, before a cauldron. She lifts the cauldron and holds it between her hands. Members of the circle come beforeThe Cailleach and cast off their ties to the old world, figuratively orliterally throwing something into the cauldron Note: This should be flammable,if literally casting something into the flames, and non-toxic when burned. Ifsimply pushing energy, feelings or emotions into the cauldron, simply standbefore it and push them away from you, letting the Crone take them into thecauldron. When finished, simply walk away, without looking back until you areback at your place.)

The Cailleach then throws thecontents of the cauldron onto the fire. The chant begins:
“The Wheel turns, the fireburns” .

The Cailleach confirms that it has been done, and all are then invited to feast.


The Gundsdrp Cauldron of Plenty


A Samhain Feast Table


The Gundsdrp Cauldron of Plenty



The food and drink is blessed.

The ale/mead/wine/juice isblessed.

Goddess, bountiful EarthMother, bless this and suffuse it with your love.

The bread is blessed.

God, powerful Sky Father, bless this and may it lend strength to us.

The drink is held high abovethe head. Thanks be to the land! The cup is then passed to the next person, whothe toasts and passes the cup to the next person. When all have drunk the firstperson takes the cup and pours a measure onto the ground or lake. Thanks be tothe Goddess!

The bread is held out before.Thanks be to the land! The bread is then broken and passed in similar fashion.A measure of bread is then laid out. Thanks be to the God!

Everyone raises their hands tothe sky – Free the spirit, free the land!


Poetry, artwork and music should then be shared round the circle by those who have been inspired by thismoon and this festival.

When the feasting is done,honour and respect are paid to the Goddess and God, the spirits of land, seaand sky, the ancestors, the four quarters (those who called the quarters nowbid them hail and farewell in much the same manner as they were called), thespirits of the heath and of the oak and to each other. The circle is thenclosed-

We now return the energy that we have spent in creating this circle back to our bodies and souls and the landwhich sustains us, in peace and with the blessings of the God and Goddess. (Amoment is taken to release the personal power put into the circle.)

May the Spirits of this Placehave been nourished as much as their presence has nourished us. GuardianSpirit, we give you thanks. This celebration ends in peace as it began. May the blessings we have received go with us all as we depart this place, to nourish,strengthen and sustain us until we meet again. So may it be!

The rite has ended!”



Guardian Squirrel on the look out for spiritual interlopers.


I truely wish I could provide to you a sample of an OBOD Samhain rite.  OBOD celebrates eight religious festivals as per the wheel of the year. I cannot find one anywhere and I spent four hours searching.  Order of Bards, Ovates, and Druids (OBOD)

OBOD is in its 52 year as an international organization.  I believe they provided a Druid  to provide the opening blessing and invocation for the 2012 para olympics. The ritual of Fire was profound and amazing.  I have a deep and abiding respect for this organization, even though our beliefs do vary.

Order of Bards, Ovates, and Druids

About The Order

The Order of Bards, Ovates & Druids is a worldwide group of over twenty thousand members in fifty countries, dedicated to practising, teaching, and developing Druidry as a valuable and inspiring spirituality.

The Order was founded in Britain over 50 years ago by the historian and poet Ross Nichols, aided by the writer and founder of the Tolkien Society Vera Chapman, and fellow members of the Ancient Druid Order, which developed during the early years of the last century out of the Druid Revival which began about three hundred years ago. Read more

OBAD has a Facebook page 52,560 followers! That is quiet a bit more that their reported twenty thousand members.

I suspect that OBOD has no video, nor print medium for their Samhain, due to the fact Samhain is the holiest of holy days.

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A total Blackout of a squirrel for OBOD Samhain rite!




Ár nDraíocht Féin: A Druid Fellowship

Ár nDraíocht Féin: A Druid Fellowship is a very different branch of Druid. The functional english translation of Ár nDraíocht Féin is  “Our own brand of Druidism”  They too regard the wheel to celebrate their holy days.  Ár nDraíocht Féin has a different perspective on the Sacred profundity of Samhain, thus many rituals are published online.

Here are a few:

Stone Creed Samhain Rite

A: The Statement of Purpose and Precedent

We gather here on the Feast of Samhain, the End and Beginning of the Sacred Year, the Time of Turning when the Dark Time begins. This is the Last Harvest. The fields lie empty, sinking into Winter^s Sleep and our larders hold what gain we have reaped from our labors.

As our forebearers did, so do we do now, and so may our descendants do in time to come. We are here to offer worship to the Lord of the House of the Dead and to the Queen of Phantoms; to the Gods, the Dead and the Sidhe; and especially to our honored dead here on the Feast of the Dead.

We offer to Donn the Dark One, the Antlered God who offers hospitality and peace to those bound for the Ancestors’ Country. We offer to Morrigan, the Great Queen of Battle and Sorcery; the Old Woman of Death and the Cauldron of Rebirth.

In this Season of Death we honor the Holy Dead as the ancients did, and we seek the Seed that will wait in the Womb of Winter. Now let us open the Ways Between…

B: Honoring the Patron Deities

To the Gods, the Dead and the Sidhe we offer welcome. All you Spirits who gather here with us, join now to honor the Patrons of our rite.

On the Night of the Scythe and the Skull, the honor-feast of Summer’s End, let us worship the Dark One and the Great Queen.


The Invocation of Donn

In the season of darkening, the Lord of the House of Death receives the Spirits in his Hall. He is Donn the Dark One, called Cernunnos the Horned One. He is the First Ancestor, the Torc Bearer, The Guardian of the Cauldron of Plenty.Hear us now, Horned One, Dark one, Receiver of the Dead, Granter of Rest, Patron of the Feast in the Land of the Dead. We your children pray you to come in, to let your gaze fall upon this Sacred Ground, to indwell our rite and give us your blessing.

We make due offering to you. We give you…

(offering made into shaft or offering bowl.)

Silver, that you grant the wealth of the Underworld, Source of All Potential.

(offering made to the Fire)

Oil, that the richness of the Land be renewed as our own lives are renewed.

(offering placed at the foot of the Tree)

Horn, that the beings who know you may bless us in the Season of Hunting.

Be welcome among us, Donn; Dark One, accept our sacrifice!



The Invocation of Morrigan

As the Earth falls into sleep the Queen of Spirits is choosing those who will go to the Cauldron of Rebirth. She is Morrigan, the Great Queen of Phantoms, the Chooser of the Slain. She is the Battle Raven, the Red Woman, Mistress of the Cauldron.

Hear us now, Red One, Great Queen, Lady of the Reaping, Cauldron-Witch of Sorcery and Prophecy. We your children pray that you be with us, that you look kindly upon our holy rite, that you come into our Grove and give us your blessing.

We give due offering to you. We give you…


Precious stone, that the Bones of the Earth may be clothed again in life.


Whiskey, that the Waters of Life May flow in us and Spirit indwell flesh.


Feathers, that your raven Eye watch over us in the Season of Sleep.

Be welcome among us Morrigan; Great Queen, accept our sacrifice!


Morrigan, the Great Queen of Phantoms

Artist link

C: Honoring the Ancestors

On the feast of Samhain the veils between the worlds are thin. We call to our Beloved Dead, the blessed Ancestors, to join our feast and receive due offering.

Come to the Gates, honored ones; hear our call, we your children who remember. We offer you our worship, our reverence and our love.

You who fill the empty womb, you who cause the seed to spring to spring, you who fill the breast with milk, receive now these offerings, made in your honor:

Apples, the Fruit of Life and Death.
Pork, the flesh of the Sacred Sow.
Hazel nuts, concentrated meat of wisdom.
We offer these…

(some of each offering made to the shaft)

To the ancient heroes of the Pagan World; those men and women who did the bidding of the Gods for the good of the folk.

(offering made)

To the honored Dead of the passed year; those women and men of our folk who inspired and guided our whole world.

(offerings made)

To our own Beloved Dead, Grandmothers-and-Fathers, family and friends who have gone ahead, we honor you and grieve for you. (offering made)

To all of you we give these fruits and meats that you may feast in joy in the Land of the Dead.

Call to the Ancestors
Artist  Susan Seddon Boulet 

D: During the Praise Offerings

While the Praise Offerings are made, a wreath is passed among the people and all who wish tie a black ribbon onto the wreath in commemoration of their own dead. This wreath is then given to the fire at the Prayer of Sacrifice.

E: The Blessing

The Ale of Blessing flows in us, filling us with the magic of Morrigan and Donn. As the year turns, let us welcome the quiet of the Dark. Let the stillness of the land calm and satisfy our spirits, allowing us to receive the Harvest’s Bounty. Let the gain of the passing year be ours, to fill our lives with contentment. Let us welcome the Dead who wish to return to the living world, even as we remember those who depart. May we rest content as we pass the threshold of new beginnings.

The Death Song

(Repaganized from the Carmina Gadelica)

You go home this night to your home of winter,
To your home of fall, of spring, of summer,
You go home this night to the Turning House,
To your pleasant rest in the Land of Joy.

Rest you, rest, and away with sorrow,
Rest this night in the Mother’s Breast,
Rest you, rest, and away with sorrow,
Rest, O beloved, with the Mother’s Kiss.

In the Many Colored Land;
In the Land of the Dead;
In the Plain of Joy;
In the Land Beneath the Wave;
In the Land of Youth;
In the Land of the Ever-Living;
In the Revolving Castle, the House of Donn.

Rest in seven lights, beloved,
Rest in seven joys, beloved,
Rest in seven sleeps, beloved,
In the Grove of the Cauldron, Morrigan’s Shrine.

The shadow of death is on your face, beloved
But the Cauldron of Rebirth awaits you,
The threefold turning of your Fate,
When your rest has given you your peace.

So rest in the calm of all calms,
Rest in the wisdom of all wisdoms,
Rest in the love of all loves,
Rest in the Lord of Life and Death,
Rest in the Lady of Life and Death,

Till the Season of Turning
Till the Time of Returning
Till the Mystery of the Cauldron



Squirrel contemplating how she is going to peel this apple for a Samhain Divination.


Shining Lakes Grove Samhain Rite – 1997

Written by Kami Landy of Shining Lakes Grove (SLG), with revisions by Rev. John “Fox” Adelmann and Rob Henderson.


  • Fire, allies, tree fire well/opening
  • Consecrate grounds
  • Briefing-at parking lot: censing and apple
  • Bonfire- Bardic & informal intro (call for stories)
  • Final story with “statement of purpose”
  • Fox’s warning about the night
  • Remove Fox – Outsiders…
  • Ana, Nature Spirits and Deities
  • Invite people to enjoy journey
  • Manannan, procession
  • Offerings- food, etc.
  • Ancestor invitation
  • Fox blows horn for dead
  • Dead blow horn and come in
  • Praise offerings
  • Dead lead dance. End by burning offering.
  • Divination- Lisa: nut hulls
  • Return- shared feast.
  • Cauldron blessing
  • Go back up hill- sing “Blood of the Ancients”
  • Ana- returning thanks
  • Build up the fire
  • Collective thank you to Nature Spirits, deities
  • Reconnecting meditation
  • Final hug, “Walk with Wisdom”


  • Greeter
  • Purifiers- one smudging, one offering apples
  • Storyteller/Bard
  • Seanfhear (old man)
  • People to call: Earth Mother, Nature Spirits, Deities, Manannan
  • Servers for the dead
  • Manannan
  • 3 or 4 “dead”
  • Drummers or musicians


  • 9 woods for the fire such as: yew, pine, oak, birch, willow, rowan, apple, holly, grapevine.
  • silver for the well
  • 20-30 luminaria lining the paths to the upper fire and to the Nemeton
  • Incense for purification: a mix of mugwort, sage and myrrh. Censer
  • Apple slices dipped in lemon juice (or salt water)
  • Lantern and bells for Manannan, conch for calling him
  • Horn for the dead to blow
  • Half-masks for the dead
  • Throne for Manannan, draped in silver/grey and blue/aqua.
  • Blanket, seats, etc. for the “feasthall” of the dead
  • A low table near them, for folks to place momentos of their own dead
  • Food, drink, etc. for the dead, in nice containers and with lovely tableware. Perhaps an enclosed candle for the center of their area.
  • Cups and possibly plates for sharing the feast.
  • Thing to pass during praise offering and then burn: a basket of nuts and apples

Two or three people, possibly the “dead” (dressed in mundanes), need to go to the Arb and redirect people to Botsford, then *quietly* come to the woods near the Nemeton and wait to be called.

At Botsford’s at 7:30PM, the fire lit at sundown, the Nemeton fire and well opened and hallowed ahead of the rite, and the Allies (Native American spirits) welcomed and invited at that time.

There should be a person with a candle lantern greeting people in the parking area, telling them that the ritual begins at the upper fire, with storytelling as befits the season, so they should prepare themselves for an otherworldly journey and proceed to the fire. On the path, there will be one person smudging with incense something purifying, opening and warning, such as a mix of sage, mugwort and myrrh. Another person will offer them slices of apple dipped in salt water or lemon juice the otherworld feast, gift of Manannan.

At the fire, begin with the Bardic invocation. This will be offered by Richard MacKelley, who then gets people singing and telling stories.


(various people – encouraged by the bard, Richard MacKelley)


Come! Draw near the fire, draw in.
Take it within you, draw in.
Taste the fire of inspiration
That is the fire within the head,
The gift of the gods that warms the spirit. But look inside now, to the deep upwelling well of wisdom
Stilling you, touching you from deep within the earth.
The year turns to stillness,
Look within at the spark of warmth in your center,
The life which nurtured, rests at the heart of your self.
Follow it, to the sheltered cave of birth,
And the deep pool of vision that lies within it,
Giving knowledge of ancient ones returning,
And of lessons learned and time to come.
See there, a shadowed glimpse of the sun-lit land, the summer land
Where the blessed dead feast and love
And test their skills in endless rounds of pleasure,
A life more bright than life.
Who shall you see there?
Who will come to you,
To tell you of the wonders they know in that place of many wonders?
Which dear one holds you in memory,
As you hold them, and cares still for your welfare?
See them in your minds eye, in the eye of the pool of vision,
And share with them love and honor, laughter and tears of healing.
Peace and blessing be on them,
And on us who greet them with song and story,
Feast and dance this day.
Beckon to the one you have seen, to join us for this time,
To be with us in memory,
In the realm of life as we reach toward them in the land of youth.
And taking with you memory of the beloved dead,
Of those who have led the way, return to the cave of birth.
See yourself looking into that deep pool of vision
For the spark of life’s warmth, and now turning outwards once again,
We call to them,
Come! Draw near the fire.



Samhain Bonfires

How Manannan brought the gifts of invisibility and immortality to the Tuatha De Danann. (Kami)

It happened, long ago, when the gods retired to the sunlit lands and made the gateways through the hollow hills, leaving the changing realm of life to the sons of Mil, that Manannan mac Lir brought to them certain gifts, that they might live forever unchanging and move unseen among the sons of men.

Now, many and wondrous were the gifts that the Tuatha De Danann had brought with them to Erin’s shores, and some of those they left for the use of humanity. Among those were the Lia Fail, the stone of kingship, which sat until the days of our grandfathers upon the hill of Tara. The well of Segais, the well of wisdom, which rises at the bottom of the sea, became the source of the river Boyne, from which those who dared might drink their fill. Gifted to Finn macCumhal was the inexhaustible crane bag, made from the skin of the woman Aife when she had been transformed into the shape of that bird, which held all great and magical treasures.

Other great treasures were lost beyond all finding, gone into the mists of legend. But in that time of change, three new gifts they gained. First was the cloak of mist which enabled the Tuatha De Danann to walk unseen among men. Second was the silver apple branch of Emain Abhlach, the plain of apples, which banished all sorrow and fatigue. So sweet was its sound that it entertained all who heard it, better than the finest of music. Third was the “Feast of Age”. No one who ate of it grew old, for as often as they were eaten, the pigs which made up this feast were renewed in the morning, and those who had eaten of them likewise. In this way did Manannan, gracious host, keep the Tuatha De Danann in the land of promise, and this gift is shared with the blessed dead, who come to sit among the gods. There they have the sweetest of wine and the best of foods, fierce fighting and acts of valor by day and all wounds vanishing by night so that there may also be eloquence and words of gentle love in that hall. And in time, perhaps those who died in this world that they may be born there, die in that world and are reborn to this, for did not the druid say; “death is but the middle of a very long life?”


From far across this mortal plain,
Mothers and Fathers of old,
We ask that you return again,
Mothers and Fathers of old.
To share with us the mystery,
And secrets long untold,
Of the ancient ways we seek to reclaim,
Mothers and Fathers of old.

It’s the blood of the ancients
That runs through our veins
And the forms change,
But the circle of life remains.

[encourage people to tell stories of their relatives and ancestors]

Final story: How Cormac macAirt went to Tir na nOg (Kami)

When Cormac mac Airt was king of Ireland, he was a good king and wise, his people prospered and he was greatly loved. And if he was well loved, his children is wife was adored. And if his wife was adored, his children were cherished even moreso.

One day, as he walked upon the plain, he saw a youth playing. This youth had shining hair so fine it was like silver, and cheeks red as apples, his eyes flashed and his smile could bring an answering smile from a stone. In his hand he carried an apple branch, and upon it were nine silver apples. As he shook the branch, the sound of bells rang out, so sweet and pure that Cormac stood to listen, and found the cares and weariness of the day lifted from him.

So deep his peace and pleasure, he determined to have this branch to bring the same to his people, no matter what the cost. He asked the youth what he would take for this branch, and the youth said that he would have Cormac’s wife and son and daughter upon the following day. Well, this shocked and saddened Cormac, for his family were the sun and moon to him, but a bargain is a bargain and he could not take back his word. So Cormac returned to his hall and told the people what had happened. There was much wailing and crying out, for the people were loath to lose their queen and heirs, but Cormac shook the branch for them, and they were contented and set at peace.

The next day, the youth came and took Cormac’s wife and son and daughter away, and the people began to wail again, but once more Cormac shook the apple branch and the people were quieted. So they continued on for a year. The work went faster, for whenever Cormac shook the branch all fatigue was swept away. There were fewer quarrels, for whenever tempers flared Cormac shook the branch and people calmed.

There was peace and prosperity among all the people at Tara, but after a year, Cormac was no longer contented. He missed his family more than the branch could soothe. So one misty Autumn morning he left his high seat and walked away Westward, following the path his family had taken.

After a day and a night and a day, Cormac found himself in an unfamiliar land. Bright were the colors, soft the grass, tall the trees, and the sound of birds was like sweet speech to his ears. As he walked, he came to places of wonder. First, he saw a group of men thatching a house with feathers. No sooner had they got one side done, but they saw that they were out of feathers and began to hunt for more. And while they sought more feathers, those of the first half of the roof would blow away, so that the task was never done. Cormac watched, but said nothing, for he could see no sense in this task.

Again he journeyed on, until he came to a place where a fire was lit for making charcoal, and a woodsman was dragging up immense trees. He brought one, and laid it on the fire, but in the time it took him to go for the second tree, the first was all consumed, so that he could never sit to warm himself. Once again, Cormac watched a while but said nothing, then journeyed on.

Next he came to a barren plain whereon he saw a giant head. Into the skull poured one great stream, and from the eyes and ears and mouth flowed five smaller ones, in all directions. He wondered at this marvel, and traveled on across the plain to where he saw a brightly lit and welcoming house.

The door was opened by a fine lady who welcomed him in with the cup of blessing and wash water for his feet. A table was set for feasting, and a grand lord sat in the high seat. On the hearth a pig was roasting, yet it showed no sign of being cooked at all. The lord said to him; “Be welcome to my house, Cormac macAirt, king of Ireland. Come, let me show you a marvel. You see that pig, roasting on the spit? Well it has this quality- that if four truths are told while turning it, it will be fully cooked.”

The warrior, his wife, a servant each told a tale, and their fourths were cooked, and then Cormac told how he lost his family, and the feast was ready. Then the warrior showed Cormac the golden cup with which he had been greeted and said; “You see this cup, well it has the property that, when three lies are told near it, it will break, and three truths told near it will make it whole again.”

They demonstrated it’s property by means of some nonsense, and when it was said to Cormac; “neither your wife nor your daughter has been unfaithful, nor has your son slept with any woman,” it came back together.

Then the warrior revealed himself as Manannan macLir and asked whether he and his people had been happy in the last year. Cormac told him truthfully that the people had been contented, peaceful and productive, yet missed their royal family almost as much as Cormac himself had missed them.

So Manannan told Cormac that they would soon be with him once more and said; “Many times have I visited your realm, seen and unseen. Many times have I invited you to visit me in mine. Not until now have I prevailed upon you to accept my hospitality.”

Then through an inner door came the most beautiful sight ever to meet the eyes of Cormac macAirt – his wife and daughter and son, smiling in joy to greet him. Together they laughed and wept and hugged, looked at one another long and deeply to see that all were well, and then they sat at last to the feasting. As the dined, Cormac told of the marvels he had seen while crossing the plane. Manannan explained them; the thatching of feathers were the words of poets, who gain no fame nor give any great thought to their words, so that they are all blown away and the world left unchanged. The log that burned before the man could cook his supper, was the work of those who labor for another’s gain, not gaining pride nor sustenance from their efforts. And the great skull was the well of wisdom, flowing into the head and being expressed by the senses.

A gracious host was Manannan mac Lir, and the best of companions his wife, and the night passed pleasantly indeed, but as the sky began to pale, Manannan made a gift to Cormac of the apple branch and the cup of truth, and sent the family off to bed. When they awoke, they were once more upon the plane of Tara, and a year had passed since Cormac’s leaving. Great was the rejoicing when they returned to the hall. And that is how Cormac mac Airt won the silver branch of soothing from Manannan mac Lir.

Fox, coming in as the seanfhear – the old man:

[wanders around the fire, muttering at people, then turns and tosses in some flash powder]

Hear me, children of this earthly realm;
Beware your words this night,
Beware of those who hear unseen,
Beware of hidden ways between
The world of the living and
The sunlit summer land.
It is a night of death,
The ending of the year,
The dying of the light,
The dimming of the sun’s great fire.
Do you not fear the darkness?
See shadows move within the forest;
Which is yet more fearsome. The
dark itself, or what is faintly seen in darkness,
Shadows and mysteries of past and time to come?
So have a care not to wander off your well-marked paths,
Nor speak lightly now of ones long gone,
For they may be among you at this turning of the year.

Outsiders Invocation (Rob):

Begone, old man! You bring a note of confusion and discord to our ritual this night. We have not need of your scare-stories here. Leave the ordered circle of our firelight and do not return!


Ignore my warning at your peril. I have spoken to you, what comes after, none may say. I say to you again- go home, where it is safe and warm and bright, and do not trouble the wandering spirits with your foolishness. [leaves]

Call to Ana (Kore):

We’re the children of the earth, what have we to fear from any creature, living or dead? Trust the earth to continue, our River Mother Ana to preserve us in our place upon the earth, as she has always done. As long as we flow along with her, what have we to fear from the turning of time or any spirits out of time? They, too have belonged to the earth. Ana! Mother, You are with us this night, as every other, and we take joy in your fluid grace, slowing now and peaceful with the coming of the time of sleep. Share our journeys, as we journey on with you.

Call to Nature spirits (Matt): [a voice speaks up from around the fire]

You call us children of the earth. Then look to the first children of the earth, bear and deer and tree and salmon, eagle and raccoon and squirrel: hunters and hunted. They know well the cycles of life and death, and meet them without fear, for though there is an ending in death, yet there is in time a return. So let us be led by their wisdom, to take joy in life and adventure in death, to honor change and the steadfastness of life’s return. The spirits of nature shall lead and join us on our journeys. We welcome them among us. Hail to you who know the wisdom of the earth! Beannachai agaibh!


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And I call to the gods of our people, who instruct and protect us in all things. They will go before us to show the way, and guard us that our steps be sure and strong. We are a people of courage, of wisdom, of vision and adventure as our gods themselves. Therefore, I call to Lugh our father, Bile’ and Danu the first ones, Brid of the hearthfire, Ar’n the lusty and the Stag God who leaps in splendor unnamed, to be welcome in our rites and on our journeys, in this sacred day and time and place. Beannachai agaibh!

Rob: It is indeed a night of mystery. Let us call to Manannan to guide us, lest we be lost in the mists of change.

[hand out bells to people around fire]

Call to Manannan (Rob):

[blow conch]

Manannan comes, he comes
Even to our fire he comes.
From beyond the sea’s nine waves he comes,
From beyond the isle of Donn he comes,
Lighting the moonlit path of mist he comes,
Showing us hidden gates he comes,
Guiding his sacred guests he comes,
Leading the longed-for dead he comes,
To our calling,
to our greeting,
to our blessing
to our welcome,
[all ring bells]
To the feasting of the night of Samhain he comes,

[Pause. Wait for him to arrive.]

[Manannan (Marae) steps forward silently, lantern in hand]

Welcome, Manannan, honored lord, hallowed guest, high one, Failte romhat! Grey one, what would you have of us this night?

[Manannan gestures to everyone to rise and follow him]



Manannan Mac Lir

[begin procession, ringing bells for Manannan]

[Upon arriving at the Nemeton, people are quietly directed to bring food-offerings to the work altar, opposite the place of the dead. These ushers will sit to the right of the dead and be willing to help serve them.]

[people call to their beloved dead, led by Rob]

Seanfhear (Fox):

Come ancient ones from days long past, come you whose feet knew clay in recent years, come you who gave flesh to your children and you who give loan of this place, and you who teach the paths of spirit. Come, ancestors well-loved and long-remembered, Come! You who have been called by name, come and share in the feast.

[Fox blows horn for dead. Victor blows the horn of the dead.]

[The dead come and take their seats]

Wait! You call this a feast? Where are the offerings of hospitality?

[3 or 4 servers carry food to the dead]

Praise offerings (Rob begins):

We are honored to be here with you. I have brought an offering, a token of esteem, to convey love and blessing.

[does own praise offering, passes the basket]

[pass the basket, each person may make an offering as it comes to them, or merely add energy to it and pass it on. When it gets to the ushers. one of them carries it past the dead, Manannan and the Seanfhear to the next person. When the basket gets back to Rob, he will take it and place it before the dead. This is the signal to begin the final offering.]

Final offering: [The dead take up the basket and lead us in a snake dance – Fox begins the drumming for it.]


You who dwell in the summer land,
Honored dead, join us in the dance.
By our side receive our love today,
Dance with us on this holy day.


Summerland where King Arthur awaits his return

[At the dance’s conclusion, the basket is taken to Manannan; an offering from the dead to their lord. He takes it, makes a gesture of acceptance, and passes it to the seer.]

Divination (Lisa): [The basket of nuts and apples is tossed in the fire and scried into for the message of the ancestors and the direction of the coming year.]

Seanfhear: [One of the “dead” whispers in Fox’s ear, who says:]

Those you have called here are pleased with your offerings of hospitality. They bid you share in the feast.

Return: [sharing the feast. People may continue to bring offerings to the dead or to tell stories about their loved ones or to suggest songs.]

Cauldron blessing – Seanfhear:

We thank you for joining us. It is long since we have been so well treated. But now the feast is ended. The living cannot thrive and grow in the land of the ever-young, as the dead cannot live anymore in the realm of time. Leave now, return to your proper place, and do not forget what can happen when you venture abroad on the night when the year turns to winter. Take with you as you go, your memory, and also if you dare, a blessing from the cauldron of health, wealth and wisdom, for you have shown honor as befits a good guest.

[Manannan will hand the cauldron to one of the “dead”, who will hold it by the gate out of the Nemeton so people can take what they need as they leave.]

[process back up hill]


It’s the blood of the ancients
That runs through our veins
And the forms change
But the circle of life remains.

Ana – return and thanks (Kore):

We who have journeyed far from familiar ways, we thank you for keeping our place in the world we know. You have held for us a place upon the earth, the realm of life, and we rejoice now to greet you with love and honor, Ana, our mother, daughter of this ancient land. Though we may leave this place and return to our homes, you are ever in our hearts for you are the river of life to us and we do not leave your presence, within this world.

[build up the upper fire, we’re all freezing!]

Thanks to spirits and deities who journeyed with us (Matt): First children of the earth, ancient high and shining ones, you spirits and deities who have joined us on this journey, for your guidance and protection, your joyful awesome presence on this journey, no less for all the blessings you bring to our lives, we give you thanks and blessing and honor this day that marks the boundary- time of the year. Slan leibh!

Reconnecting Meditation (Kami):

So- we have journeyed far, within ourselves and between realms. Now we return to ourselves, to the ways and world we know, wiser perhaps, and comforted by contact with loved ones from across the endless sea. The gate now is closed, forms are firm, each place is but itself. And yet all realms adjoin; pass through the mists or the archway or cave, the twilight and shoreline, the boundary and wasteland can be the gate. All worlds are here. And so are we.

Song: Walk with Wisdom




Turnip the Lights the Samhain rite is just getting going!


Even More Ár nDraíocht Féin Samhain rites.


How I was taught to honor the Druid Sacred Times.   Three Holy Days, Samhain, The Festival of Bridgit (Spring Cleaning’s origins), and Beltane, as well as One blessing of the (Festival of First Harvest,  test of champions, and handfastening time, known as Lughnasdh or rather the Taltian Games)


Druids Harvesting Mistletoe on the New Year



A Celtic New Year triquetra honoring the fact that we as Druids begin in the season of Winter as our day begins at Sunset.

In darkness and silence wisdom is more easily garnered. Our cycle of Life begins with Death, for the land is made fecund as decomposition of materials occur.

The Celtic Year begins at Samhain on the Third Day,   November 1.


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Next comes the Festival of Brigit, a three day Hearth Festival that is spent cleaning, clearing, and purifying of Hearth and Home. I prefer to call it Lady’s Day.  The First, Second, and Third of February, when we find out if more Winter will remain or skirt away on a pleasant warming breeze.


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Next comes Beltane beginning on April 30, May 1, and May 2.


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Then we swing round to the week long festival honoring the sacrifice of the harvest Goddess Taltiu and her games presented to honor her life by her foster son Lugh the Long Hand.  This is the festival of First harvest and the Taltian Games (the Celtic competitive games. The name of the competition has changed to honor Celtic Heritage, because many who now compete no longer honor the old ways. The Festival is now called the Highland Games.  It sadly no longer coincides with the Festival of Taltiu.  Druids would come and give a blessing to open the games and the First Harvest.


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The Harvest Foods from an American Samhain.

Now we complete the year. The final harvest is reaped, stored, and blessed to assure lasting through Winter and the lean times.  The feast table is laid out.  The Feasting occurs as we close out the Celtic Year.  Today’s Calendar this is celebrated on the 30th of October.   Then with bellies full we go to sleep and rise to the day that is in between.


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We set out a place at the table with our loved one’s favorite foods and celebrate their lives.   This is the day we specifically honor those who have died this year. We also honor the ancestors during this time of contemplation and honoring.

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Candles can be lit in the windows to aid in guiding the spirits on their journey if they wish to return for a visit.  Be sure to empower the candles to invite specific spirits, as the veil is thin as to avoid spiritual lurkers.  The day of honoring our ancestors is October 31st.  We are grateful that they have moved on after learning the lessons they needed to learn.  We honor their wisdom, their humor,  and their love.



It is always good to hang a series of Spirit Ward Turnips or Gourds on the 31st of October for extra protection.


Much like the OBAD I do not publish my rites online.  I do observe Moon Cycles, as that energy is very useful.   I call and honor Land (all things manifest from sub atomic particles to planets and everything in between)  Land is represented by the World Tree and the staff  carry.   I call and honor Sea which is represented by the calling out to the nine waves, beyond which the divine lives, the ancestors also reside across the Sea.  I symbolically represent this by a simple bowl of water.  I call and honor Sky which is represented by the Sacred Fire into which messages are incinerated and rise to permeate and join with the consciousness of the Divine Oneness.  Land incorporates the traditional Wiccan elements, I do not call them, unless I am performing a Wiccan Circle.






The Faith of Ages… as old as a Great Oaks probably older…definitely older

A Druid Samhain…. About my faith and my favorite holy days.

A taste in image of what is to come in the next 24 hours

I am choosing to be kind to myself and get to bed at a decent hour; as I have a huge event on Sunday to prepare for as well as a blog to complete as promised.