Paganistan: Notes from the Secret Commonwealth
In Which One Midwest Man-in-Black Confers, Converses & Otherwise Hob-Nobs with his Fellow Hob-Men (& -Women) Concerning the Sundry Ways of the Famed but Ill-Starred Tribe of Witches.
The People of the Wheel
The Witch's Wheel isn't just a calendar.
It's a Great Rite.
Most would think of the Wheel, with its quarters and cross-quarters, as an image of the year.
In this sense, it is an icon of Time, sacred Time.
But of course the Wheel is also an icon of Space, sacred Space: the compass rose, with its eight directions, not to mention the magic circle.
So together it's an icon of Time-Space.
Now, all being is of necessity being-in-time: existence and duration.
One could name these Mother Nature and Father Time: the goddess and god of the witches.
So the Wheel shows forth not just Their image, but also the image of Their Union.
And from that Union is born a People.
The People of the Wheel.
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