Pantheon- People never really stopped believing.

March 24th 2018

Written By Hypatia Of Alexandrea for Coven Life


I started to think back to when I first started observing the different Gods and Goddesses in their glory. Coming from a Christian religion and believing that there was only one God it was difficult for me to truly grasp the Many.

Slowly converting from the monotheistic strict religious guidelines I come to realize that the One was once Many. In other words before monotheism came along there was of course many God’s observed, especially by the very creators of the now dominant monotheistic religions.

The Gods of the Pantheons became rolled into one and most others were given the titles of angels and saints. This is evident in the Orthodox Christian religion where some Gods and Goddesses have the title of saints such as Athena, Apollo, Aphrodite, Artemis and the list goes on!

These Gods never ceased to be observed, they were merely converted into saints and most of the time celebrated accordingly to their healing qualities that are connected to their ancient roots.

Being a practitioner of health I of course am drawn to the healing powers of the God’s. In ancient times entire temples were built where people would flock in dedication to be healed by the God’s of health. Even such greats as Hippocrates the father of Medicine adorned these temples.

On the 27th of March, the 147th day of  the new year one of such Gods is celebrated and Her name was Hygeia.


She was the Goddess of healing powers and medicine. The health bringer, the preserver of humanity from sickness and protecting all those from dangers on land and sea. This is where the very word hygiene was taken from. Along with Her father, Their temples were spruced along the Mediterranean helping those in need. Her father was Asclepius and her siblings were Goddesses also connected to health and well-being. Her symbol just like her father is the serpent. In ancient times the serpent was considered the healer sent from the God’s themselves. It was not until later that monotheistic religions turned the serpent into the villain.



Interestingly in medicine the serpent is still used as a symbol of medicine!


Hygeia’s bowl with the serpent used in pharmacology today.



Her Fathers Rod, The Rod of Asclepius used as a symbol of medicine today.

These Gods have been ingrained into the modern Orthodox Christians DNA, and as you can see above also into our western modern day life. Somehow throughout history clearly the people of the Pantheon were not willing to let go so easily and found ways to weave their God’s into their currant way of life. For instance if you are familiar with the Greek Greeting of Yiasou, or (Γειά σου) stin Igia sou, all that translates to is, “ To your Health or , Hygeia”, as the very Goddesses name now days actually still translates as health or hygiene. So Modern Greek Orthodox are still hailing to the Goddess Hygeia unawares, so much so they have Her in their greetings, in their departures and of course in salutations to their actual health. Western society revers these God’s enough to have them as their symbol.

I myself take great interest in observing the religions and cultures of the world. I not only observe and call upon my ancestral God’s but those that I connect with in my soul. Throughout history one God gets converted into the next, same God’s different names, cultures and times. There is no one more right or wrong, however it is important to recognize rather than deny. Denying and insisting that only you’re God or God’s exist is mere ignorance of the structure of creation. Recognize where our faith, our belief systems and our structures originated from.  Traveling the world you see time and time again the similarities of religious observations throughout all different cultures. Learning to embrace all of humanity together with your own religious path is true spirituality, this is the path of an enlightened healer for the self and others. As a witch, a healer, a sage, a shaman call it what you will you are the Earth keeper, the Keeper and guardian of all that is dear to Her. Respect all that she has granted to humanity, breath her in with utmost gratitude, she is your healer, your Hygeia or call her what you may, she who comes by many names and is still the same and the One.

Happy healing and Γειά σου!

Blessings to you and yours


Ceridwen, The Mother of Poetry and Wisdom



Marc Choyt 10/29/2013

The steam still rises from Ceridwen’s cauldron. She is the mother of poetry, wisdom and prophecy, the triple goddess of Maid, Mother and Crone, shape shifting between life and death. Long, long ago, when the gods and goddesses roamed about the earth, visible to men and women, the White Crafty One, Ceridwen was married to Tegit Foel, the giant deity of a Bala lake.

They had two children—first a beautiful daughter and then, a son. That son was named Morfran. He was so repulsive to gaze upon, so ugly, that he was called Afagddu (“utter darkness”). Ceridwen would give him special powers. She would make him wise, overflowing with poetry and inspiration and for this, she needed a potion. Morda, a blind man, was to tend the fire, while Gwion Bach, a young boy, stirred this gift called, Awen.

Perhaps the cauldron was brimming with the oily light of stars, seasoned with the heart of regenerative joy, the labyerinths of infinite black nights, the sweet and bitter songs from rock and water, the elixir of spirit that can shred and make whole again. Life with all its paradoxes inherit in light and darkness, the seeds of wisdom that spring from the mysteries of contradiction—needed to cook a good long time—a year and a day to be exact. When it was ready, three drops would bring you wisdom but even a drop more than that would kill you. After many days of attentive care, three drops spilled on to Gwion’s thumb.

The pain from the boiling liquid was sharp and he immediately put it in his mouth—thus gaining the wisdom that Ceridwen had intended for Morfran. He knew Ceridwen would be in rage and he fled, using the powers of the elixir to change himself into a hare. Ceridwen shape-shifted to a greyhound, in pursuit. He turned into a fish, jumping into a river; she, an otter. He, a song bird; she, a hawk. Finally, he turned into a kernel of corn and she became a hen, finding him and eating him with little effort.

Yet soon, Ceridwen became pregnant, immediately knowing Gwion was in her belly. Though she was resolved to kill him, when he was born, he was so beautiful that infanticide was impossible. Instead, she sewed him in a leather bag and tossed him into the ocean. In Wales, near Aberdyfi, Wales, by Prince Elffin ap Gwyddno was walking along the shore and found the bag. He opened it up and saw the magic child whose forehead was white, like his mother’s. Immediately, the baby recited this poem:


Fair Elffin, cease your weeping! Despair brings no profit. No catch in Gwyddno’s weir Was ever as good as tonight’s. Let no one revile what is his; Man sees not what nurtures him. Gwyddno’s prayers shall not be in vain. God breaks not his promises. Fair Elphin, dry your cheeks!It does not become you to be sad.Though you think you have no gainUndue grief will bring you nothing, Nor will doubting the miracles of the Lord.Though I am small, I am gifted. From the sea and the mountain, from rivers’ depths God sent bounty to the blessed.Elphin of cheerful disposition— Meek is your mind. You must not lament so heavily. Better God than gloomy foreboding. Though I am frail and littleAnd wet with spume of Dylan’s sea, I shall earn in a day of contention Riches better than three score for you. Elphin of the remarkable qualities, Grieve not for your catch. Though I am frail here in my bunting, There are wonders on my tongue. You must not fear greatly While I am watching over you. By remembering the name of the TrinityNone can overcome you.

He was given the name of Taliesin and was raised by Elphin and his wife with great love and happiness. Their wealth increased through all the days. Taliesin grew up to be greatest of all bards, and sang the ancient and true songs of wisdom in the court of King Author. You can still hear his songs if you put your ear to heartbeat of the earth and feel the steam rising from Ceridwen’s cauldron. For Taliesin and Ceridwen, the mother of poetry, wisdom and prophecy, the triple goddess of Maid, Mother and Crone, lives on even now, shape shifting between life and death.


Readings to inspire the Witch Within



Outstanding! Though many who are in search of a “how to witchcraft” instructional manual may have a hardtime grasping the importance & relevancy of the actual historical research which went into each topic. Also, there are insightful inferences made between witchcraft origins relating to many different “religions”. If you want an intelligent read which will answer so many questions why modern witches do xxx<— (fill in the blank), then this is a book for you. Otherwise I recommend Wicca or Witchcraft for Dummies which actually are wonderful books for the novice or magical dabbler.

Happy reading and blessings


Building a Home Shrine

I spent the weekend building a home shrine. All this time and I’ve never really had one, at least not intentionally. There are plenty of sacred spaces in the house, don’t get me wrong. I have special tabletops and shelves that tend to accumulate meaningful objects, and I have a working altar in my bedroom. Our coven’s altar is erected fresh every time we have circle. I also maintain an altar to Freya, so it’s not that I’m necessarily lacking in sacred space.

But I wanted something that actually does something for the household, even when I’m not actively working magic or in worship. I want to come home from work, light the hearth (so to speak), and know that good things are coming our way. This season is all about beginnings, growth, and setting down new roots and I’ve been looking to rebuild my personal practice. My coven, Foxfire, is self-sufficient enough now that everyone has their own projects and curiosities to pursue without me or my working partner having to step in nearly as frequently. Part of it is that I’ve also relaxed a bit. When you’re first starting a group—at least, if you’re a type A person like me, and especially if it’s a traditional group—it’s easy to feel like you have to control every little thing or else something’s going to blow up in your face. I don’t feel that way anymore.

One of the first steps to building a solitary practice, according to many practitioners and introductory books, is to construct an altar or shrine at home. You may collect elemental symbols, deity representations, or other objects sacred to your personal tradition. It becomes a focal point, and eventually just spending time their can trigger the mental shift required for magic.


It’s a lot of fun going through this process all over again as an old hand, and way more challenging than I thought it would be. The thing is, I didn’t want a lot of holdover from my previously stagnant practice. At some point, clutter just stops being meaningful. The altar I’d had wasn’t flowing the way it should be, and some of the things I’d been carrying around for decades just didn’t carry much meaning anymore beyond the nostalgia.

So I cleared and cleaned the table I wanted to use, which sits in the main room of our covenstead. I dug out a piece of green cloth, one that’s been in my fabric stash for years but I’ve never used for anything. I knew I wanted lots of green and gold, because I was stuck on the idea that part of the home shrine’s job would be to foster wealth, health, and happiness. I made a brand new pillar candle out of palm wax, dyed in layers of green and yellow. I also wanted to use a candle that one of my initiates had given me for Yule, because it reminds me of our relationship, which is one of the most important to me. A censer for incense, too, because that’s an important magical trigger for me. I also added a print of a fox from Wolfsisters Creations, which I picked up at PantheaCon. Fox is our coven symbol, but also a significant personal symbol, and he needed to be part of any home shrine a might build.

I hesitated before adding deity statues. On the one hand, this is a Wiccan household, and the gods of the Wica are central to my personal practice. On the other hand, no statue adequately expresses this, and mine in particular have been carted around for so long that they definitely don’t match up with things in my head, years later. I’ve included them for now, because they do make me feel at home. That may change. I also added one of the altar-sized prints from Laura Tempest Zakroff, made from a recycled hunk of very pointy wood. This image hits me viscerally in a way that the statues don’t.

In the middle, surrounded by the candles, I set a piece of tourmalinated quartz. I’ve actually never used crystals or stones in my magical practice, but I’ve always collected and loved them. Crystals always felt a little too New Agey, so this is very much an experiment. My friend Ari said something to me in February about imagining the tourmaline in the quartz functioning as little roads jutting out in all directions and carrying the energy of the spell along with it. I really dug that image, especially for prosperity and money magic. So if using crystals makes me New Agey, then I guess I’m New Agey. I find that I’m caring less and less about labels these days, anyway.

This morning I lit the candles for the first time, set a fresh bouquet of flowers, and otherwise said hello to the spirits of this household. Things already feel fresher and more open, so I’m really looking forward to maintaining this space over time. I’ve set out an offering bowl, which I intend to keep full of clean water and whatever treats I wrangle as the months pass.

Do you keep a home shrine? Is it separate from your working altar the way mine is? How has it impacted your Craft practice?

Getting CL Back on Track

I am sorry there have been very few posts over the last few weeks. That will change after Tuesday when I get my new laptop and can quit trying to figure out how to post with just my tablet.

Also the PayPal button will be available for new students to start lessons and anyone wishing to make a donation to help cover the costs of running our website, chat room sand keeping our domain name.

Between the posted poll and emails I received about changing our gatherings start time it will be staying the same with socializing starting at 6:45 PM CT and the circle at 7:15 PM CT. The only difference is if an Esbat or Sabbat is on a Saturday then socializing will start at 3:45 PM CT and the circle at 4:19 PM CT.

Thank you all for you understanding and patience during this time of updating Coven Life as a whole!

Ostara/Spring Equinox Crafts


Ostara Seed Cards

These are a lovely idea for greetings cards, you could adapt them and use them for birthday cards too.

You will need:

Card or pre cut card templates


Seed packets

Glue (pva is best, not a glue gun as the heat can damage the seeds)


If using a plain sheet of card fold it over to make a card shape.  Using the glue stick a seed packet to the front of the card.

Using pens of your choice write your message inside the card.

Ostara Tree

You will need

Several large twigs (use wind falls collected from the ground around the tree)

Florists foam

A flower pot



Paint the flower pot with spring designs, be creative adding butterflies, eggs or flowers or just paint it a spring colour.

Fit a piece of florists foam into the flowerpot and then stick the twigs into the foam so that it forms the shape of a tree.

Then decorate!  Hang painted eggs or chocolate treats onto the branches.

Home dyed eggs

Simple but very effective!

What you need


A pan of water


Natural ingredients for making the colours

Start with your pan of boiling water with a teaspoon of vinegar added, make sure there is enough water in the pan to cover the eggs and it works best if you only boil 3 or 4 at a time.

Then carefully add your eggs to the water.

To colour the eggs add one of the following items, try different amounts to get different shades, but it will take about 20 minutes of simmering to get the colour to set into the shells.

Red/Pink – Paprika, pomegranate or cranberry juice, beets or red onion skins

Purple – Grape juice

Orange – onion skins

Yellow – lemon or orange peel, carrots or cumin

Gold – curry powder or turmeric

Brown – coffee or black walnut shells

Green – spinach

Blue – blueberries or red cabbage

Yellow/green  – apple peel

Once they have achieved the colour you want carefully remove them from the pan and place them on a paper towel to dry.

Keep the eggs in the fridge  until you want to use them for your egg hunt.   You can also paint the egg shells with a little glue and sprinkle with glitter too.

Drawing a design on the egg shell before you dye it with a wax crayon also creates a good effect.

Crystal Eggs

These are wonderful and great fun for the children (and the adults).

What you need

1 cup plain (all purpose flour)

½ cup salt

½ cup sand

1 cup used coffee grounds

¾ cup warm water

Small crystals or gems

Non stick cooking spray

Paint (acrylic works best)

Mix together the flour, salt, sand and coffee.  Gradually add the water and knead until you have a thick dough (it will obviously feel a bit gritty).

Select a crystal and spray it with non stick cooking oil and put it in the centre of a small ball of the dough.  Shape the dough around the crystal and mould it into an egg shape.

Bake the eggs at 350 degrees for about 15 minutes and then allow to cool.

Once they are cool they should feel and look like a rock, if you wish you can paint them in different colours.

The eggs can be used in an egg hunt or just given out for cracking open to reveal the hidden crystal.

Eggshell Candles

What you need

Uncooked eggs

Wax beads

Birthday candles


Make a small hole in the top (the pointed end) of the egg, chip away careful to make a small hole so that the raw egg inside can be tipped out.  Chip away about ¼ of the egg shell.

Rinse the inside of the egg shell very carefully with warm water, and set them to dry.

Fill the shell ½ to ¾ full with wax beads, insert a birthday candle into the centre ( you might need to trim the bottom of the birthday candle slightly to make it the right height).

Sit in an egg cup or candle holder.

Eggshell plant pots

You will need


Egg carton


Cotton wool balls



Plastic spoons


Make a small hole in the top (pointed end) of the egg shell and chip away about ¼ of the shell and allow the raw egg to pour out.

Wash the shell carefully in warm water and set to dry.

If you want to paint a design on your egg shell do so at this point, or draw a smiley face.

Put the egg shells in the egg carton with the hole at the top.  Place a cotton wool ball into each eggshell.  Spoon in fertiliser to each egg shell.  Sprinkle your seeds onto the soil, then sprinkle on a small amount of water, adding a trickle of water each day to keep the soil moist.  Leave the egg planters in their carton on a sunny windowsill.

Once the seedlings are too big for the egg shells, crack the bottom of each shell so that the roots can grow through and plant in the garden or a plant pot, complete with the egg shell as this will break down and provide nutrients to the soil.

Past Life Impacts

I still remember the first time I had a Past Life regression done many years ago now. I drove almost two hours to have it done looking for answers that I somehow knew I would find.

I remember being surprised at how unbelievably calm I was as I poked about the new age shop waiting for the lady to call me for my appointment. She knew I had psychic abilities immediately even though I wasn’t actively working with them at that time. I was shocked how much she knew. She told me about my guides and then told me that the regression was going to be incredibly easy for me if I just followed what came to me easily. She told me I had gifts in seeing past lives and I would use them one day. I didn’t know about that part, however I had visited my first psychic about 6 months before that who had told me I would be working with the tarot one day so it definitely caught my attention.

Readings to Inspire the Witch Within


Is shamanism all that different from modern witchcraft? According to Christopher Penczak, Wicca’s roots go back 20,000 years to the Stone Age shamanic traditions of tribal cultures worldwide. A fascinating exploration of the Craft’s shamanic origins, The Temple of Shamanic Witchcraft offers year-and-a-day training in shamanic witchcraft.

Penczak’s third volume of witchcraft teachings corresponds to the water element – guiding the reader into this realm of emotion, reflection, and healing. The twelve formal lessons cover shamanic cosmologies, journeying, dreamwork, animal/plant/stone medicine, totems, soul retrieval, and psychic surgery. Each lesson includes exercises (using modern techniques and materials), assignments, and helpful tips. The training ends with a ritual for self-initiation into the art of the shamanic witch – culminating in an act of healing, rebirth, and transformation.

Readings to inspire the Witch within.

The Importance of Keeping Magickal Moon Journals

How many of you see everyone running around talking about how wonderful the Full Moon is and wonder why you feel like you just got hit by a truck and are completely exhausted? For empaths the Full Moon can be completely exhausting. It honestly took me years to figure out the correlation. I finally noticed that every Full Moon when it came time to work with magick I was completely exhausted. I started tracking it and noticed that it was incredibly consistent. I also noticed that on the day of the New Moon I had new and refreshed energy and I felt much better.

Another example is when a storm is coming in. I often know a storm is coming long before those skies start to turn as I get an incredible headache and depending how bad the storm is that’s coming through it can make me incredibly fatigued and even cause dizziness.