My manuscript The Enchanted Snare, is divided into the four seasons, "Dawning Time; Time Of Light; Time of Harvest and Shadow Time". The fictional story speaks to the reader about the pains of friendship - to teach them, not mislead them. The Enchanted Snare, provides an intriguing exploration into the Tarot cards and the beliefs, customs and mythology of White Witchcraft.
The story combines the Celtic tree hierarchy personalities with the symbolism of the Tarot equivalent to correspond with the reconstruction of Celtic mythology, "Cad Goddeu:The Battle of the Trees" into a program of instruction directed to teach the reader to understand themselves on a more emotional, spiritual, mental and physical level. Avril is one of eight teenage girls who meet almost every Saturday to be schooled in white witchcraft-Earth faith as part of their transition from childhood into maidenhood. The reader can learn through the characters more about their own identity and how to cope with conflict.
The target audience for my writing is women and young female adults. Ann Moura, a fellow witchcraft author, read a rough draft of my written work and replied with a great review on writing style.
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When Hanna gave Shanna the elemental tools, she reassured her that the pentacle, athame, candle holder and gold chalice had been purified and consecrated by the High Priestess Ceserea. Hanna added the salt container, wand and incense burner as the finishing touch. There were squash, acorns, colorful Indian corn, wheat and apples in baskets on the floor. Cortney stood close by and tied dried corn husks with ears and stalks together with hemp-twine to add to the theme of the room. The maidens were too consumed in preparation for the seasonal change, Mabon Sabbat, the Autumn Equinox, the second of the harvest, to notice that something was wrong.
Lilith glared with intense rage at Corena from across the room. Hailey and Avril sat in the window ledge. The two sister-friends exchanged looks. “Wait it out,” Hailey said. “Justice will prevail.”
Avril asked, hesitating, “Just sit back and watch her set forth her attack?”
“Yes,” she answered, and she sounded confident.
In no time at all, Lilith stormed across the room toward Corena. As the loud words left her mouth her cheeks flushed in anger. “You stole my magical crocheted heart,” she shouted just inches away from Corena’s face. With Lilith’s index finger pointed at Corena, she scolded her, “The crocheted heart is of no use to you for the power can not be used against its creator!”
Corena met Lilith’s fiery eyes. Corena just shrugged her shoulders in return.
“Say something in your defense,” Lilith demanded. She did not budge from her spot as her brow folded into a frown and her face turned the color of a ripened beet.
The twins, by their appearance, it took mere seconds for the fight to register with them. They were clearly taken aback by the commotion. Cortney put her steady hand on Shanna’s sleeve. “Stay out of this. Let Corena have her say,” Cortney told the two maidens.
“I said you stole my crochet heart,” Lilith repeated.
Corena composed herself. She stood firm with her arms across her chest, ready for Lilith’s accusations, but remained silent. Lilith swallowed hard then said, “Spell or no spell, Hal belongs to me and there can be nothing done to change that!”
“Your lost item is no more interesting to me then Hal,” she said, choosing her words carefully. “As far as I’m concerned his heart is not mine and you can have him.” With a knowing look, Corena spoke loud enough for all to hear, “The satisfaction and pleasure of your win will be short-lived.”
Lilith didn’t stop to think about her actions. Ready to lunge at Corena, she clenched her fist prepared to slug her when the Priestess’ voice was heard. “We all handle life in different ways. Choice determines fate. Your fate is in your hands,” she calmly told Lilith.
Lilith turned around to face the doorway where Angelica stood in an authoritative stance. Avril was really glad to see her standing there, observing the situation.
The silence in the room only lasted a few seconds. “Lilith, you are at a moral and ethical crossroad,” the Priestess told her. “The decision must be either the high road or the low road. It appears to me that Corena had chosen the greater of the two.”
“Well, as I see it, she has stolen from me,” Lilith said, trying to tell her side of the story to the Priestess.
“I did not!” Corena said denying the claim. “Lilith probably lost it in her carelessness.” Corena knew it was unlikely she believed her, even if it was the truth.
Priestess Angelica stood in the doorway, and asked Lilith, “Might your own careless actions account for the missing item?”
“I seriously doubt that,” Lilith said appearing desperate. Cat quick, Marley rushed to Lilith’s side. She fumbled in her pocket, and said. “Maybe this will help?” She removed a small magic eight ball, and then held up the magickal tool in her hand. “Use the oracle to bring some peace of mind.”
Lilith grabbed the magic eight ball from Marley’s grip. She held the base with her right hand as she waved her left hand over the top three times as she asked her question. All in the room heard her say three times in a row, “Did I lose my crochet heart due to my own carelessness?” She pushed down the button on the top then released it so it popped up on its own. Her eyes widened. Her jaw dropped to the floor.
Marley watched Lilith’s reaction, and asked, “What does it say? There was no response.
“Tell us…,” she said impatiently.
“Yes,” she answered irritated.
Corena nodded in agreement. “I said you probably lost it,” she said.
Lilith didn’t believe the oracle. “I don’t understand where it could have gone,” she said. She thought some more. “I know you took it!”
“Believe what you want. I know the truth,” she said, seeing there was no need in giving details to what happened to the crochet heart either.
Avril stayed seated, looking at Corena. “Serves Lilith right for what she has been doing to Corena,” she told Hailey.
“It’s Lilith who started the whole thing,” she said.
Angelica entered the room. “You should not accuse people of wrongful doing without solid evidence,” she said. “It only creates resentments.” The Priestess lit the altar candles then a new stick of myrrh incense. She waved the burning stick in the air three times in a spiral. The Mabon scent wards off negativity and offers protection. Then she put the incense stick in the incense holder. “Come and gather around,” she said. As maidens did as they were asked, Lilith, bumped into Corena and gave her a wicked look. “You’re a clever witch, aren’t you,” she said fishing for a response. Annoyed, Corena shot her one cold stare as she walked off to sit with her sister-friends, sitting in a semi-circle in front of the altar.
VERY WRATHFUL WAS THE VINE
WHOSE HENCHMEN ARE THE ELMS;
I EXALT HIM MIGHTILY
TO RULERS OF REALMS.’
“The Vine is a plant with stems that require support and which climbs by tendrils or trails along the ground. Its element is water. The Vine symbolizes happiness. It has the energy to restore balance to an unhappy or unfair situation.
“In God form the Vine is known as the Celtic (British) tutelary Goddess of the Brigantes in Yorkshire and the Goddess of the rivers Braint and Brent which are named after her. The Goddess Brigania was also apostoral goddess associated with flocks and cattle. During the Roman occupation she was associated with the Roman Goddess Caelestis and Caelestis Brigantia.
“In the Tarot deck the Vine represents the Major Arcana card, Lovers; the greater perspective of unity results in trust and partnership. The Lovers card is ruled by Gemini - duality, element air.”
The Priestess placed the cards, except for the Lovers card, in their protective covering then back into her pocket. She held the Tarot card up high in her left hand. With her right hand she pointed to the picture-symbol the yellow sun that consumed the entire top of the tarot card and said, “The sun represents the daylight that radiate strength and symbolizes renewal of consciousness. The straight lines vibrate the direct light above the natural mind consciousness to illuminate all that’s below. The Angel is the divine breath of human nature consciousness. The Archangel Raphael, the Angel of Air, is a symbol of freedom from material limitations. His left hand represents, feminine aspect; the right hand, masculine aspect. Both raised, symbolic Benediction, the open hands say, ‘All is well on earth.’
The maidens sat very quietly. The Priestess fingers curled around the Lover’s tarot card she was holding she said, “There is a sense the Archangel Raphael, wearing the purple robe, the color of royalty, spirit, majestic and regal is watching over mankind. The white clouds that float above symbolize purity, truth, perfection and human thoughts. The nude male, is a representation of innocence, free from dogma. The natural man, a seed of what man can be spiritually. The Tree of Life behind him bears twelve flames, a symbol of the twelve signs of the Zodiac. The roots, center, the solar plexus nerves, the spinal column, masculine. The Tree of Life, is symbolic of the essential unity of the whole universe and its patterns of interaction. The female, symbolizes the female principle, receptivity, soul feelings. The humans; bare feet symbolize comprehension, support and progress. Beside the nude woman,” Angelica explained, “is the Tree of Knowledge which bears fruits - the five senses, the understanding of good and evil, and free will. The serpent coiled around the trunk represents temptation that comes from the subconscious. The total blue color background, intuition, understanding and attainment. The mountain in the background reminds us we have the ability to reach our high attainments.”
Angelica looked over at Lilith and asked, “What is another meaning for the mountain?”
Lilith lay on the floor with her chin resting on her folded hands, not paying attention was startled. She stared at the Tarot card. The Priestess gave her some time to answer before she moved on and asked Cortney the same question.
“The mountain since it is between two people,” Cortney replied, “could symbolize a large obstacle between them. There might be obstacles in their relationship that would not go away easily.”
“Well done for taking an opposing view,” Angelica told Cortney.
Angelica held her fingers tight around the tarot card. “The Lovers card in the Tarot deck has two direct meanings in a tarot reading you are giving,” she said. It could refer to love, romance and friendships, also harmony and attraction to others. It could also refer to having to make two choices or two courses of action. There could be a feeling of being pulled in two directions because it’s hard to resist temptation. There is hesitation between vice - depravity, and virtue - tries to harm none. One who is second in authority acts in the place of another or moral excellence, merit and thinks of others as they would themselves.
“To take a particular course of action, to make a choice can be easier when one understands the repercussions of temptation and the consequences it brings. Angelica explained, “There are many temptations in life. It comes in many forms. Listen to the heart when we stumble upon them. One needs to weigh the pros and cons for, once a choice is made it may be impossible to go back on it because of the way it affects your life and others. The decision made could have irrevocable change in people’s lives.”
Angelica explained, “Our relationships with other people, living or non-living, is a reflection of our own inner balance. Make sure what is attracted to you and what you’re projecting, is not a reflection of your inner dissatisfaction with yourself.”
The lesson was abruptly interrupted. The kitchen witch Hilda looked tired and strained, standing in the doorway. “I apologize for the interruption but we desperately need extra hands in the kitchen to prepare the preserves,” she said.
Angelica nodded. She turned her head toward the maidens and asked, “Do I have any volunteers?”
Cortney stood up, and made her way to the Kitchen Witch Hilda. “We will help,” she offered to bring the frazzled woman some ease.
“Of course we shall,” Hailey said as she got to her feet.
“How wonderful,” the Kitchen Witch said, smiling.
The Priestess extinguished the altar candles and the two wise women followed the maidens out of the room and down the stairs.
circling upwards towards a a golden sun.