Gifts for the Hag

Tonight I kept a promise I made to the Old Hag of Winter in my last trance experience.  I brought her what I promised to the place she wanted it.  This meant facing the dark and the cold.  This meant facing fears.  It is exhilarating to meet one’s fears head on, even when one’s heart is pounding and jumping at the percussion of the frozen trees.  I felt her power as I stood beneath the gnarled, dead tree in the shadowy wood.  I felt in awe of her.  I don’t know what this relationship will bring but it is something I must pursue.

Published by M. A. Phillips

An author and Druid living in Northern NY.

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