Tigger Full Moon Ritual – Blast From The Past

Tigger's Runny Hunny. - Or is it Pooh's?

Tigger’s Runny Hunny. – Or is it Pooh’s?Tiggers Full Moon Ritual, Grove of the Hundred Acre Wood.

Under the bright full moon, in the grove at the center of
the Hundred Acre Wood, the celebrants come together.
Pooh, as summoner, bids them to enter into the sacred place.

One by one, they file in and take their places around the
fire. And they wait, and wait and wait, and wait.

“Oh Bother!” says Pooh. “Our High Priest is not here.
However can we hold our ritual tonight?”

And they wait some more.

Then they hear a crash, and a crash and a crash and a crash,
and out of the brush explodes the High Priest.

“Wooohooohooohooo!!! Never fear! The night is clear, and
Tigger’s here! Tiggers run on Pagan Standard time you know! Now let the
ritual begin!!!”

He looks to his left, and takes rabbits hand. “Hand to hand
this circle is cast”

Rabbit turns to his left, to Owl. “Hand to hand, this circle is cast”

Owl turns, and reaches down to Piglet. “Ahem. Now from hand
to hand, in a most wonderous way, a way that has a history that
stretches back into the dawn of time, to when …”

“Oh yes. To you Piglet, hand to hand the circle is cast”.

Piglet turns to Eyore. “Hand to…uh….er…em.”

Eyore: “I don’t have any hands. I guesss I’m messing things
up once again” he pouts.

Piglet, tho he is a little fellow, feels up to any challenge.
“W w w w w well then, hand to ear the circle is cast my friend”.

And so, on it goes.

“Woohoohoohoo” says Tigger. “The circle is cast, our sacred space is
whole. So Mote it Be!! Woohoo!!” “So Mote it Be” reply the others.

“And now, why don’t we invite the elements to join us in our
celebration tonight? Rabbit?”

Rabbit: Guardians of the North, Element of Earth, wonderful
earth that gives forth carrots, oh beautious, joyous, wonderful carrots,
I invite you to join us in our celebration tonight. Hail, and Welcome”

“Hail and Welcome” repeats the group.

Owl: “Ahem!!!Guardians of the East, Element of Air, the
spirit of our intelligence and wisdom, of which I of course am a prime
example, well read and studious as I am, a font of knowledge as it were, the
source for any information you may need, the…”

“Ahem, er, yes, Element of Air, we invite you to join us tonight. Hail
and Welcome”.

“Hail and Welcome” repeats the group.

Piglet: “G g g guardians of the South, Element of Fire, I
invite you to join us tonight. I know I’m a little Piglet, but I have a
b b b big voice, and an even b b b bigger heart, s s so I know you’ will
hear m m m me. H h h h hail and Welcome”

“Hail and Welcome” repeats the group.

Eyore: ” Oh. I guess it’s my turn. Not that anyone would
really listen to me, but it’s my job so I’ll do it. Guardians of the
West, Element of Water, I suppose I should ask you to join us tonight. And
I’ll probably get all wet, and have to walk around all night, smelling like
wet fur. Oh well, Hail and Welcome I suppose”.

“Hail and Welccome repeats the group.

“Woohoohoohoo!!! Now, if our sister Kanga can call upon the lady?”

Kanga: “Blessed Lady, Goddess of the moonlight, Mother of us
all who keeps us as Joeys in the pouch of her world.

Oh, now Roo, you musn’t do that. You musn’t play with the
cleansing oil like that.

“But Mama……”

“Now roo, behave. Thank you. Now, Blessed Mother, you know
what children are like, so I’ll just go ahead and invite you to join
with us and lend your spirit to this joyous night. Hail and Welcome”.

“Woohoohoohoo!!!. The circle is cast. The Lady is with us.
Aint it just grand?” Tigger raises his arms to the sky, and starts to
twirl, and starts to bounce, and twirls and bounces, twirls and bounces, deasil
around the circle.

“Woohoohoohoo. The wonderful thing about witches, is witches
is wonderful things. They dance, they prance, they clap and sing.
They live a life of joy, peace and fun. But, the most wonderful thing
about witches is…I AiINT the only one.

The wonderful thing about witches, is witches is wonderful
folks. They’re serious when needed, but always quick with jokes. They
honor the Lord, they honor the Lady. They love to lay in a field and bask
in the sun, or under a tree where it’s shady. But, the most wonderful
thing about witches is, I AINT the only one.

The wonderful thing about Witches, is Witches have wonderful
souls. Their hearts will swell, they make folks well, and around
campfires, stories tell. They’re happy, clappy, sometimes sappy, and when they
don’t ground right, they’re often zappy, but the most wonderful thing about
Witches is……..I….AINT….The…..Only…..One. Woohoohoohoohoo.
Blessed Be!”

“Blessed Be” repeats the group.

“Oh, bother” says Pooh. “That is so silly. This is a ritual.
I don’t think we’re supposed to be silly, are we?”

“Au contraire my dear Pooh. Woohoohoo!!!. We are willy
nilly, and silly, but we are celebrating the joy in our hearts, the zest
for life that we have, the energy that we share. We heal our souls with
happy fun, we set our spirits free to run, we live the beauty of the moon and sun.
We’re Witches you know. hehehehe. Now, please bring forth the bread,
wine and honey so we can complete our blessed night”.

“Oh, Bother says Pooh. “The honey jar seems to be empty. I know there
was some here, when I checked its taste before ritual. Where ever could
it have gone? I guess I’ve ruined the ritual now. Oh bother, Oh whoa”.

“Woohoohoohoo, Christopher Robin is right you know, you
really ARE a silly old bear. We’re together, with each other and with
the Lady. Honey would be nice I’m sure, but our ritual was good and lovely and
pure. Perhaps next time tho, you could bring two jars? woohoohoohoo!!!

Now, take this cup, and take this bread, and with all being done and
said, we are sisters and brothers, from last to first. May you never hunger, may
you never thirst. Woohoohoohoo!!!”

And so the cup is passed, and the bread to share, and not one
thought given to a worldly care.

“Woohooohoohoo!!! And now, let us end our Full Moon Ritual.


Kanga: “Thank you Tigger, and for behaving yourself, thank you Roo”.

“Oh, Mama!!”

Kanga: “Blessed Lady, we thank you for your presence with us
tonight, tho like the good Mother you are, you are always with us, at
least in our hearts. Go if you must, stay if you will. Hail and Farewell”.

“Hail and Farewell” repeats the group.

Eyore: “Well, Water, I didn’t think you’d come, but I guess
it’s nice that you did. Go if you must, and you probably will, stay if
you want to. Hail and Farewell”.

“Hail and Farewell” repeats the group.

Piglet: Element of Fire, I kn kn knew you would listen to
my c c c call. Thank you for c c c coming. Go if you must, stay if you
will. Hail and Farewell”.

“Hail and Farewell” repeats the group.

Owl: “Ahem!! Element of Air, I knew that you would come, as
I’m wont to know so many things, but I thank you none the less. Go if
you must, stay if you will. Hail and Farewell”.

“Hail and Farewell” repeats the group.

Rabbit: “Element of Earth, provider or carrots and cabbages
and many great things, I thank you for coming tonight. Go if you must,
stay if you will. Hail and Farewell”.

“Hail and Farewell” repeats the group.

“Woohoohoohoo. Just one more thing to do!! As hand to hand
the circle was cast, or hand to ear, or ear to hand, or from me to you
and you to me, it’s time from hand to hand the circle set free”.

Tigger turns to Pooh. “Hand to hand, the circle is opened”.
And so in widdershins, on it goes.

“Woohoohoohoo, and now we’re thru. Unlike my furniture, and many other things as well, the circle is open, yet never broken. So Mote It Be!!!”

“So Mote It Be!!!” shouts the group.

Tigger starts to bounce, the others to smile and look about.
“Now, music laughter and dance, this is it, this is your
chance. Tiggers are excellent drummers you know. Wohoohoohoo!!!!”

And the sounds of drumbeats and laughter are heard all thru the night and all thru the Hundred Acre Wood

A.K.A. Loxley,

Ya Know What I Like About Pagans?

No matter which symbol you follow, if you respect mine, I'll respect yours. Pagans
No matter which symbol you follow, if you respect mine, I’ll respect yours.

I’ve been knocking around in this Dallas / Fort Worth Pagan Community since 1998. Longer than a lot but not nearly as long as some others I know. In that time I have had a great opportunity to learn and grow spiritually just by hanging around the very wise, knowledgeable and sometimes crazy folks who make up this diverse community of many faiths we have here. From the time I was 8 years old and my dad passed away from a heart attack brought on by complications of “Lou Gehrig’s Disease” til I was about 30 years old I declared myself basically agnostic. Agnostics are very often confused with atheists. For those who do not know, basically an atheist has made up their mind that there is no god at all while an agnostic still questions the existence of one. So I believed pretty much in what could be scientifically proven and said, okay, if there is a divine presence out there somewhere, prove it. My mom wasn’t one to push religion one way or another. She too had become disillusioned with the church at an early age when (I am told) the pastor in the small community church she and her family went to got caught having an affair with one of the women of the church. Both were married. Mom read from the King James Bible and her parents, like my Dad’s parents were very committed members of their churches but she let me choose my own way spiritually. There was an occasion when I was about 7 that I went to the church of some neighborhood kids a few times to see what it was all about. I remember a little bit about Sunday School and playing Red Rover in the yard with the kids. I also remember morning services and the collection plate being passed around but that’s about all I can recall. Then, as a teenager I became interested in a T.V. Preacher who was kind of a rebel. He drank whiskey, smoked big cigars, wore a leather jacket and tied a necktie around his head like a headband the first time I saw him. He talked about things like how the pyramids in Egypt were perfectly aligned with certain stars and constellations and other interesting things.

Mom, never encouraged or discouraged me in my explorations but over time I lost interest in following the teaching of this guy and went back to my world of science and what man has learned through research and critical thinking. There is a great deal of knowledge and wisdom to be acquired in this way too but science can’t answer all of man’s problems.


Now, in my younger years I have always been what they call a lucid dreamer. My dreams were always in color and had great amounts of detail to them so I was accustomed to that sort of thing but one night something very different happened to me and I had the first of only two encounters I have had in my life of direct communication with The Goddess. It wasn’t a mere lucid dream, I refer to it as a vision because it is all I can explain it to be. First appeared a roughly 4 foot tall half man, half peacock creature who spoke to me in a language I did not understand but I could still get the gist of it’s meaning as if he were speaking to me telepathically. Then appeared, in all her glorious splendor, the Goddess Hera of the Greek pantheon. She told me in no uncertain terms that my path was to gather all of the knowledge and wisdom of the ancients that I could and then my task was to become a teacher and pass this on to future generations later in life. No more, no less. She did not tell me, I will become a priest of this particular tradition or that particular tradition. She did not give me any specifics on what to learn and later teach she only set me on this path to learn what I can, then teach it to others. So I have, as best I can until I took my sabbatical for a couple of years after my mom’s passing. Then the second vision came and this time she appeared more as what I can only describe as “Mother Nature” as she has been depicted on things produced by hollywood and that old Parkay commercial from the 1980s. She reiterated in no uncertain terms what I am supposed to be doing and seemed rather annoyed with me that she was having to repeat herself. So, I am back on my path and seeing that the way is being cleared before me to do the things I am supposed to do. I have learned to accept it and go with it when I realize this is what is happening to some extent but still that Irish, rebel lineage of mine tends to want to buck the system from time to time. 😉

So, if I speak of “the Goddess” a lot and not “the God” don’t take it that I do not believe in both aspects of the divine or even that I am necessarily purely duo-theistic as most Wiccans are. For me the jury is still out on the whole “hard polytheism versus soft polytheism debate) as Isadore refers to it. I only speak of “the Goddess” a lot because she is the one who has spoken directly to me. I also must clarify here, directly. I pull a rune for divination every day, I receive signs of other types all the time. I know the Kindred spirits are there guiding me if I only still my mind, pay attention and listen. I feel the presence of Cernunnos, Lugh, Dagda and others in my life. But only twice have I received direct, one on one communication with the divine and both times it was a Goddess who appeared. So far and for whatever reason. I figure if more is to come later it will but I will continue on my mission because I do think the old Parkay commercials were right about one thing. It’s not a good idea to piss off Mother Nature! (Well, maybe they didn’t say it quite like that.) 😉

So, that being said how about I talk a little about what I really wanted to say this morning at the moment I jotted that title down at the top before I wandered down the rabbit hole of this tangent I ended up on regarding my history. I do think some of that background will help people who are interested understand me a little better and see where some of my viewpoints come from. I still have some of those agnostic tendencies of, okay, prove it that show up from time to time for one. But I have learned, not all things can be proven. Some of them have to be experienced first hand. Which is why Contact is one of my favorite movies of all time.

I really enjoy the company of Pagans. I mean all Pagans, and when I use the term I am referring to people who do the digging and research into what their ancestors believed and why they believed it. For the most part, you don’t run into many spiritually lazy Pagans. Most of them know exactly why they believe what they do because they have taken the time to figure it out and not just say things like “Well my mom and dad did this, their mom and dad before them did so I do too and leave it at that.” Most Pagans know their history and it’s not like any history that is taught in the public school system. They know the stuff that gets glossed over or missed completely in the teaching from other sources but often times they can point to references and citations to back up what they know. I love hanging out with these people and hearing their stories, their wisdom and learning from them. Pagans tend to enjoy life and have a good time with one another. I love the energy of most gatherings, circles and rituals I have been to. I love getting closer to nature, the ancestors and the overall inter-connectedness of all things. I have had the occasion to go to American Tradition Of The Goddess gatherings and meet some very wonderful people there, I have, of course been to Alexandrian Wiccan circles, Council Of The Magickal Arts festivals, drum jams, Witchstock, Sumerians gatherings (Oh! I love my Sumerian peeps!), ADF Druid gatherings (I love my grovies from my ADF days too) and a bunch of types of gathering that probably are slipping my mind. Of course Pagan Pride Day get togethers. Pagans are, at the heart of it, very friendly, loving and accepting people for the most part. Yes, they are people and as most people they have their differences and sometimes don’t get along but most of them believe if you’re not harming them then they will accept you for what you are and Co-Exist with you. These are a few of the many things I love about Pagans. How about you?

Ramble On About PPD, ADF, OBOD…

Mine’s a tale that can’t be told, my freedom I hold dear.
How years ago in days of old, when magic filled the air.
T’was in the darkest depths of Mordor, I met a girl so fair.
But Gollum, and the evil one crept up and slipped away with her, her, her….yeah.

 – Led Zeppelin

So, today I thought I might have my own publisher’s clearinghouse of sorts and sweep a few random things out that have been bouncing around in my brain for some time that I kept thinking would become the topic of entire blog posts one day. Who knows, maybe they still shall but as we get closer and closer to DFW Pagan Pride Day my mind is going to be increasingly focused on preparations for that, especially considering the extra responsibilities I took on at yesterday’s meeting which I will talk about shortly. As one of my favorite authors, M.R. Sellars, likes to refer to such stuff, prepare for the brain pan drippings! 😉

Fairy Flower Girl
Fairy Flower Girl

One thing I have thought about a lot over the years is that if one is going to be a Pagan one should curse like a Pagan. What do I mean by that? Well, growing up in a primarily monotheistic society we all have picked up the colloquialisms of the mainstream society and will use exclamations like Damn it! Or What the hell? Etc. which are references to places and concepts that don’t really apply in most Pagan religions. We generally don’t go around damning people nor do we have a concept of hell as most modern day Christians understand it. Like many Pagans I tend to replace hell with Hel, which is the name of a Norse Goddess. But I also use phrases like Balor’s Eye! Balor is known in Irish legend as the king of the Fomorians who fought the Tuatha De Dannan. You should really check out the Celtic Myth Podshow to learn of these tales. It’s a very interesting show! Anyway, Balor is said to have an Evil Eye which will strike dead anyone it gazes upon. Thus, I might say Balor’s Eye where others would say damn it or something like that. I have also been known to say things like By Dagda’s Club as a general exclamation of agreement or resolute action. I once in awhile say something like Blessed Mother Goddess but then people tend to think you’re Catholic. 😉 Anyway, just a few random thoughts on that. Anyone else have some Pagany exclamations they would like to share? Please comment!


ADF Druid ritual at 2008 PPD
ADF Druid ritual at the 2008 PPD

Okay, I might as well talk about Pagan Pride Day because I love the thought of Pagan Pride Day and what it could mean for the DFW Pagan Community if our project actually works the way I hope to see it work. Notice I say OUR project here. That’s very significant. There is a tendency among folks to assign someone as the leader of something and then all responsibility and all blame falls upon said leader. I never signed up to be in charge of everything that pertains to Pagan Pride Day. That is not my role. But as the promotional coordinator I am the one everyone sees posting about PPD, sharing news about PPD so I have become the PPD guy in most people’s eyes. We have a very large and diverse committee of volunteers from several different traditions represented putting PPD together this year. We have individuals from CUUPS, we have a couple of O.B.O.D. Druids, an A.D.F. Druid, A couple of Wiccans, a few solitaire’s, a Sumerian and I’m sure a couple of other’s that have slipped my mind at the moment. We have a contacts page on the DFW Pagan Pride website with volunteers (another important word) who are filling various roles to help people with things like Vending, Kids area, Volunteers, Entertainment, Workshops, etc. Folks! This isn’t a one guy show by any means. It is a community effort run by volunteers and if something that is important to you or your tradition is not represented then why not volunteer, there’s that word again, I told you it was important, to do something about it. Nothing has ever been accomplished by sitting at home, complaining about how things are. “Be the change you wish to see in the world.” Mahatma Gandhi. Just my two cents.

Like me, most of our volunteers have real jobs which occupy a large portion of our time during the week, we have families who need our attention and care and we have other things going on in our lives as well. So please be patient if we can’t help you right away but if you get in touch with us someone will try to help you as best we can.

Nature Is My Church
Nature Is My Church

About those extra responsibilities I mentioned. So, yeah. The meeting yesterday was, in my opinion, the best one we have had to date. We got a lot of ground covered and a lot of things accomplished I think. Earlier this week our Entertainment Coordinator quit but we have two volunteers who have stepped up to fill in that role so hopefully I will have exciting news soon on our entertainment front. I have become not only the promotional coordinator but also the treasurer for our group. I should have a lot of new content to add to the DFW Pagan Pride website this week as reports come in on our vendors, sponsors, workshop and entertainment lineup. Unfortunately there will be no more Open Mic fund raisers at Charlie’s Bar but we are talking about doing an Open Mic fundraiser at a place in Arlington instead. Also, there will be a Pagan Garage Sale in September, look for news on that soon. The working group we have together now seems very focused and serious about the roles they are filling. I have a good feeling about how things are progressing now whereas, as I mentioned before, I had my doubts. Later today I will be getting together with my friend Gwilym The Bard to record a 25 second ad spot for Tommy Elf to get out onto the Podcasting circuit for us promoting PPD. Listen for that too! 🙂

Well, that’s about all I can think of for now. Have a great week and be good to each other out there!