
In the terror and chaos of the day, the Goddess spoke softly….
My sons and daughters give me your hand and follow me
Close your eyes and become one with the Wind.
Be one with the Rain.
Be one with the Earth.
Be one with the power of Fire.
Join your Brothers and Sisters.
You have always been mine.
You join today those who have gone
before you.
Be of comfort, this day for all is right.
My sons and daughters, come now, join me,
for you are loved….
Divine Mother bless the people of Belgium with Your Comfort, Love and Peace.
This we pray in your Divine name.
So Mote It Be

Excerpts from A Witches Prayer Book
JoAnne Spiese
Thank you
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You are more than welcome, dear sister.
Lady A
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