In the Traditions of the
Witch in which I practice, it is an integral part of the lore that at the center of
everything is a singular point which is the same as the circumference. This is
one of the lessons of the circle and why the Witch stands as creator in the
center of the circle casting existence about them.
At the center of the Witch
though, is a vessel. It is akin to the Cauldron of Annwyn, the deep well of
time-past, from which all arose. This is the same well that sits at the center
of everything occupying the same space, if not the same time, as the World Tree
that is the pillar in the center of the circle. It is from this vessel, this
cup, that the Witch pours forth the essence from which the fabric of their
circle is cast. On one hand I am speaking of metaphysics and the mechanics of
circle casting, and on the other hand I am speaking of the metaphorical.
The vessel is four
chambered. For it is a center that holds within it the whole of four directions;
the center reflects the circumference. This vessel, this center, this cup holds
the whole of everything, and pours forth the outer edge of the Witch’s world to
match.
You see, this vessel is
the heart, and the heart is both the point and the fringe that lay upon the
liminal between the world of mortals and of the eternal.
What then are you pouring
forth from your heart-vessel as the whole of the world in which you dwell?
Boidh Se,
-SM
“Lost in a thicket,
bare-foot upon a thorn path.”
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