Brewing Updates for Fall 2014


(Sept. 20th, 2014)

We will be having an open circle at 7pm.  If helping with setup please arrive at 6pm, otherwise please be there at 6:45, Thank you! Mabon is a time when we celebrate the 2nd Harvest of Fruits and Vegetables as well as the coming of Fall.   Help us turn the wheel of the year as we bring in our Witch’s Thanksgiving … Mabon. The circle will be at the Large club house. For directions please email me, Lady Arawyn, at:

The 2nd Harvest

…please put Mabon in the subject so I know what the email is about. (There is no email through this site). If sending an email, please send no later than 2pm on the day of the ritual, if emailed after that time they may not be answered until the next day. Thank you!

*Please note that we are located near the Toledo (OH) and Erie (MI) border for rituals; classes are held on the eastside of Toledo.

*We are accepting new students; if interested please join us at this ritual to see if we are what you might be looking for.*

*For those of you who wish to contribute to our website please email articles, events, poems, recipe and/or stories to and once approved, I will get them posted.

If you are having any problems emailing me, please leave a comment here and I will answer it.

Thank you,

Lady Arawyn Lyonesse, HPS


Still Living the Nightmare

©Lady Bona Dea Lyonesse

We are still asleep. We toss and turn and think we are awake, but the horror repeats…repeats…repeats. A type of sleep paralysis has descended on us and we feel helpless. And maybe even hopeless. Our ideas of how humans should interact start out looking good on paper or in the imagination, but apply it to real life and as the ideas become multi-dimensional, the dark side is what we seem to experience. How we take care of each other and ourselves seems to get more complicated the harder we try, as we redefine over and over again simple concepts like fairness and enough. Nothing is fair and there is never enough. This is what we believe. This is our truth…or is it?

It seems to me that we are just afraid. Fear rules the human race. We are basically toddlers searching desperately for our mothers and grasping anything we can to make us feel secure. If we die before knowing what safe is, we might be lost forever. Am I minimizing or poking fun at real human angst? I am not. Am I afraid? I am. I am afraid our fear will destroy us.

What we are still putting into practice, though, is the concept of ‘mine.’ If I have something and you don’t, I can see that I am better off than you, therefore I am safe. If you acquire something, then I must have more than you, or at least the same as you, so I can continue to feel safe by comparison. The fallacy of this illusion is that what we need is outside of ourselves. It is not. Many spiritual traditions teach that what we really need is not in the material world at all. Some say we must find God. Some say we won’t meet God until we die. Some say the mother we are looking for is the Goddess. And some even say that She/He is inside us, so all we have to do is look in there to find what we’ve lost. But we haven’t lost anything, we are just distracted from our awareness of what we have always had. And yet, most of us, including many spiritual leaders still abide by the illusion that prosperity in the guise of material possessions is our measure of safety. If we possess everything, then we would never be afraid of not having enough and being fair wouldn’t matter because we would already have our share. Better safe than sorry, right? Just an illusion…a dream.

My college-age grandson, who has often shown wisdom beyond his years, was telling me last night about how grateful he was that we have a close-knit loving family. He reminded me of the truth. I agreed and we reveled in the knowledge that this is our true wealth. Nothing feels safer to us than being embraced by love. My family and I all share an understanding that when we are together, “all is right with the world.” At least our little world, anyway.

I believe that the gift of the human race is awareness, and through our awareness, we have the ability to choose our intent. In that regard we can restructure, restore, or destroy by how we focus our energy. We can alter established energy patterns in our environment and interactions for our benefit or for our detriment. We have been doing this all along. We are now living the nightmare of our choices.

But we are not helpless. We can choose a different intent based on what we now know is true; that we inherently have what we need for our soul to survive. We are ultimately safe. The power of divine energy flows through us from Source, and with our awareness of this, we can experience the wealth of true safety as we manifest peace for our home the earth.

We can dis-integrate the harmful energy patterns that we, the human race, have been using as a security blanket against the truth of our existence. By aligning our intent for peace with the unconditional acceptance and support from Source, we can influence the course of human interaction for our future. So that we might have a future.

A Goddess Has a Tale to Tell


©Arawyn Lyonesse

“My child, why do you weep?”

“My Goddess, you have grown so tired; I fear you do not have much time, and you will leave like all do. And I will be alone without your guidance!”

“Dear one, have I become so old in eyes so young? Oh, do not fear, my child!” For it is true; winkles now grace my face, and silver has weaved itself into my hair. But death will not take me for I keep a cycle that circles with no end.”

The Crone is who I am…with a story to tell;

about my future but my past as well.

So come and listen and I will share the tale that I know so well.


“We start with a Quickening felt very deep within

Way beneath the glistening snow.

Tis the time, for me to drink from blessed waters while the Light is just a glow.

The Maiden will I be again; innocent and pure.


The May pole will I dance embracing He who calls me near.

The Mother will I be again, with swollen belly and

a promise that I will help to bear.

But for now…

The sacrifice is at hand, reap with sorrow I must,  

To feed my children and the land.

For the cold is descending…


The season has shifted and the thin veil has been lifted.

To Summerland I make my way, but only until the night out lives the day.

Then I will return and bring forth the Light that will nourish the land.


For I am Goddess: Maiden, Mother and Crone!

It is my past…It is my future…It is my Life!

Like a circle it has no beginning and no end.


You can do one thing for me, as you grow my child. Keep me in your heart and carry my love with you as you live… the life… that you… were gifted!”