Credo - att tilltro

Yet if I care to care
force loving into being, then I pry open
all memory's charnel house of sores

                                                Robin Morgan, Credo

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Hag stoned

Of course:

What you DO, know much more than what you think. When I finished my paid work in July last year, in order to get into REAL work, I started walking a lot along the beach and often took stones with natural holes home with me. Some of them eventually became a ceiling decoration and some I wear around my neck.

Yesterday, this info fluttered past: According to Celtic tradition, stones with naturally made holes are called Hag stones, Holey stones or Witch stones. They are consideres powerful protective talismans.

Of course:

The collection of perforated stones is an obvious DOING, now that I have entered my crone-logical age.

And I re-member:

    We are the myths. We are the Amazons, the Furies, the witches.
We have never not been here...
    There is something utterly familiar about us.
    We have been ourselves before.
                                                        Robin Morgan

And I remember reading:

The Hagazussa, the witch who, in the Middle Ages, was said to sit on the hag, or fence, which was built behind the gardens and seperated the village from the wilderness.

Do read:

And I dance listen:

You got to pick up every stitch
The rabbits run in the ditch

Oh no, must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch, yeah