November

Owl, The Guardian

November’s Anthology to Goddess Nyx

Anthology to Nyx

Nyx is a primordial Greek Goddess, or the personification of Night with her veil of stars. There are many works referencing her as the daughter of Chaos (the original darkness of creation), of being feared by even the mighty Zeus (1), and of giving birth to a multitude of beings without men (Euripides, Hesiod, Homer, & Vergil). She is said to reside in Tartarus in Theogony, and in other works is said to have been found as an oracle dwelling within a cave. This is deeply captivating and curious because she is a creatrix without men, residing in a place that is a deity and a place (remember Hel?). It leads me to believe that Nyx is not just night, she is the darkness, the nothingness from which all is created and spun – not the daughter of it. This same force lies within every person, the spark to ignite our own worlds of existence and ways of being by traversing and integrating the darkness.

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Correspondences & Lineage

Number7 (6)
ElementWater
Planet/AstrologyMoon (crescent), including a moon of Pluto (2,3)
DayMonday
AnimalOwl
StoneMoonstone
PlantsPoppy, Moonflower (and most night flowering species that are white, careful as these also include some poisonous pretties!)
ParentsPrimordial, but some say from Chaos, others from Eros
SiblingsGaia, Erebus
ChildrenFuries (4); Fates, Death, Sleep, Dreams, Keres, Momus, Hespiredes (5); multiple others
WorldUnderworld
SeasonYule
ColorsBlack, Silver

An Experience: Kaycee

The most powerful truths come out in the night,

when the distractions are few and the senses are high.

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I have realized in building a conscious and intentional relationship with Nyx that the aspect I connect most with is the one behind her veil of stars, the one that happens without conscious thought. The part of her that is unseen with our human eyes but perceived of the soul in our richest of experiences in the night. It is truth. It is the experience of our soul sight that we cannot carry into the bright light and we cannot show to others in waking hours if only because we have been stripped of our collective ability to connect with it.

We are completely silenced unless our truth is “good”.

We are not to speak of our hurts.

We are not to speak of our pain.

We are not to speak of the past.

We are not to speak of the dark.


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We are only to move forward, and we become deadened to her presence while the sun is shining.

We must be a collective of the society, a mirror of the culture, the same egregore that shushes us into obedience. The very same one that found a way to strip us of our gifts that came from Nyx, from the darkness we are born from.

Where have we seen this in our own lives? How has it taken shape in our connection with others and our own dreams?

I have seen the impact in my own circle of friends, carrying things so heavy that only come out when the sun has set, and the music has stopped. I have seen the impact around bonfires, another circle of folks, coming face to face with words they’ve never spoken aloud. I have seen the tears, felt the anguish, the fears, the shame, the guilt, the hopes no longer believed in, the dreams long released, the joy no longer fought for, a deadened existence just because the lungs are still drawing breath. I have seen daylight arrive and the facades thoroughly put back into place. How many of us have exposed our soul only to try to take it back into hiding the next day?

Still breathing does not mean living.

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A Meeting Among the Stars

On my own journey to Nyx, I was wandering through a thick forest. I was looking for the opening where I knew I would find Owl and the messages meant for me. I could barely see, it was so dark this time.  It felt like I was going in circles, I was touching the trunks of trees as I passed, recognizing the patterns in the Birch bark as a tree I had already passed. I stop. I breathe deeply. I close my eyes and put my palms out before I feel the message enter my mind “there you go, use your actual sight from within”. Upon opening my eyes, the largest owl was gliding silently down in front of me to prepare me for a flight among the stars.” From Owl: A Guardian of Mysteries

Having worked with Owl before, I thought for sure I was going to take flight and come face to face with Nyx in her grand chariot among the stars as described by Vergil in Aeneid (7). My back began to ache with the feeling of wings I have known so well, they want to be released but it shifts into itch. This itch is at my shoulder blades, and I cannot reach it.

Owl begins to wobble forward, flapping wings, as if to say, “come on”.

I follow. As we go forward, I notice that the darkness is fading and I am asking why I am witnessing Hemera and I am immediately falling into darkness, plunging quickly. I am trying to push my wings from under my skin to no avail and I hit the ground. Hard. I cannot move.

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I hear hooves. It is dark. Then I see her, cloaked but sparkling, like a glittering shadow. She is mysterious and almost challenging, but not frightening. She holds out her hand, palm facing me, and it gets cold. I hear the popping and snapping of my own bones within my body. I feel no pain. In her other hand, she is holding a large piece of moonstone. As I get up, I hear her say:

I know you can fly, you have worked with the guardian for a year. You can see all your paths. You can see all the obstacles along each one. You can choose the path to take. However, they all have obstacles, and they are all the same. There is no way around them or over them because they are mirrors of the soul, and your wings will fail you until you face each one. They are yours to face. They are heavy. Your dreams amongst the stars require the understanding of the darkness you hide. You cannot soar when the darkness holds your wings hostage.

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She holds out her hand of shadow holding the moonstone for me to take it. As I take it from her it glows brighter. Nyx’s veil slips entirely. Revealed is not a figure, not a woman, but a large mirror reflecting a moving image of me holding the still glowing moonstone with my maternal lineage standing behind me. In one moment, I am a 4-year-old little girl. In one moment, I am a teenager. In one moment, I am giving birth, in one moment I am screaming, in one moment I am grieving. Then, in one moment I am staring at a girl in front of me looking into the same mirror, holding the same moonstone, and I am her ancestor full of love urging her forward.

Nyx teaches us how to bring our truth to the light. How to navigate the dark nights of the soul. Those moments that have imprinted upon us in ways that leave us choosing whether to be “still breathing” or to reimagine our dreams by transcending, transforming, and transmuting those things that clipped our wings into our unending sources of power.

Nyx as Creatrix

Nyx, born of chaos/khaos she is a primordial Deity and one feared by Zeus himself. She is far older and far more powerful. Yet, little remains of her mythology. This month, we have spent sometime rediscovering her. She is far more than appears on the surface.

Nyx by Gustave Moreau

As much as she is darkness itself, within the cloak of stars she wears are brilliant bursts of light. She, like many of the Greek Deities, is honored through an Orphic Hymn. The translation of it is here for you to add to your own practice.

Orphic Hymn to Nyx

I shall sing of Nyx, Mother of gods and men.
Nyx – and let us call her Kypris – gave birth to all.
Hearken, O blessed goddess, jet-black and star-lit,
Whose delight is in quiet and slumber-filled serenity.
Cheerful and delightsome, O mother of dreams, you love the nightlong revel,
And your gentleness rids of cares, and offers respite from toil.
Giver of sleep, beloved of all you are, as you drive your steeds and gleam in darkness.
Ever incomplete, now terrestrial and now again celestial,
You circle around in pursuit of sprightly phantoms,
You force light into the nether world, and again you flee into Hades.
Dreadful necessity governs all things.
But now, O blessed one, yea beatific and desired by all,
I call on you to grant a kind ear to my voice of supplication,
And benevolent, come to disperse fears that glisten in the dark.

If you would like to hear it recited, you can find a recording within the article linked here. You will also find a sigil for inscribing upon candles and placing into your own workings with her.

If you are feeling lost, or stuck, you can call upon her for clarity. She can guide you through the dark, as it is her domain. Sit in darkness, on the New Moon. Call to her and explain your situation. Then, simply listen. She will show you the way forward.

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References

  1. Hesiod. The Homeric Hymns and Homerica with an English Translation by Hugh G. Evelyn-White. Theogony. Cambridge, MA.,Harvard University Press; London, William Heinemann Ltd. 1914. https://www.perseus.tufts.edu/hopper/text?doc=Hes.+Th.+744
  2. NASA. 23 June, 2006. https://www.nasa.gov/mission_pages/hubble/plutos_moons.html
  3. NASA. 19 December, 2019. https://solarsystem.nasa.gov/moons/pluto-moons/nix/in-depth/
  4. Vergil. Aeneid. Theodore C. Williams. trans. Boston. Houghton Mifflin Co. 1910. https://www.perseus.tufts.edu/hopper/text?doc=Perseus:abo:phi,0690,003:7:339
  5. Hesiod. The Homeric Hymns and Homerica with an English Translation by Hugh G. Evelyn-White. Theogony. Cambridge, MA.,Harvard University Press; London, William Heinemann Ltd. 1914. https://www.perseus.tufts.edu/hopper/text?doc=Hes.+Th.+212
  6. Numerology of Ancient Myths. http://www.numeralgame.64g.ru/num/num6en.htm
  7. Vergil. Aeneid. Theodore C. Williams. trans. Boston. Houghton Mifflin Co. 1910. https://www.perseus.tufts.edu/hopper/text?doc=Verg.%20A.%205.721&lang=original

Nyx Sigil and Recordings for her

November has been an absolute whirlwind! As we prepare to say farewell to November, we are wrapping up our month of Veneration to Nyx.

The Sigil

I have created a Sigil to Nyx for you to use in your future workings.

Sigil by Author

Orphic Hymn to Nyx

I have also chosen to record the Orphic Hymn to Nyx for you to use as a means to call her in.

The Message

As I was working with Nyx, she sent a channeled message through. I have made a recording of it as well.

Darkest Blessings,
Ivy

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Honoring the homes we create

Coming Home to Witchcraft: Honoring the Homes We Create

A big part of coming home to witchcraft can be recognizing that we are the creatrix of the spaces in which we live, work, and play. Even if we are not the builder of our home or workspace, there are other ways in which we take on the role of creatrix: our perception, our experience, our decoration, and our actions.

Coming into this awareness can become overwhelming. This knowledge can settle into our bones. If we are the creatrix of our experiences with where we are present and where we are present can be considered a home, then:

  • What homes do we have?
  • Are we showing up or just going through the motions?
  • Are we having the types of experiences we yearn for?
  • Do we have a certain bias against some of the places and spaces we make our homes in?
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The Body

Our body is our number one home of spirit. It is the first home we have. I know I have a tremendous and deeply engrained bias towards my own body because it does not fit the standard image of many things including beauty, youth, or pristine health. A part of the process of coming home to my body and honoring it is unlearning the bias. My body allows me to exist, connect, create life, and be. A part of honoring that is to practice more self-love without hard and fast rules. Ultimately, awareness and habits of creating presence in the body allow us to take up that creatrix mode on our own, in ways that speak truth to us. Before I give some ideas, here are a few things to ponder:

  • What are ways that we can honor the body where we are right now?
  • What are things that you love about your body?
  • How can you be comfortable in your skin today?
  • What does your body need today?
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Ideas for creating presence and honoring the body as home:

  • Create a Self-Care Deck
    • Glamour Magick
    • Somatic Experience
    • Self-Love
    • The Senses
    • Decoration
  • Engage in body reflection and acceptance through journaling
  • Daily body scans
  • Weekly Ritual Bath or Shower

I am at home in my body. I am at ease with my body’s sensations. I am at play with my body’s sensuality and at peace with my body’s natural cycles. I speak about my body with reverence. And so it is” ~ Patricia Lynn Reilly, Willendorf’s Legacy: The Sacred Body (A Girl God Anthology)

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At Work

Coming home to witchcraft and especially the Dark Goddesses creates an atmosphere of evaluation and connection. The space where we work, whether it be for money or our place of witchery, demands that we remove any illusion and get clear in what we want. This, however, is not just about goals. It is about the threads that have been woven and if they feel like home. Maybe the threads need a good cleansing or maybe some need to be woven differently. Being the creatrix in this space is about nourishing growth, kindness, and compassion and it starts with us. Here are some questions to ponder:

  • Am I showing up fully present and ready to engage?
    • If yes, what are the top 3 things that motivate you?
    • If no, what are 3 things that are in your control that can help you shift?
  • Does my space feel light or heavy?
  • Who are the people, spaces, or things present that I enjoy?

Cleansing the Space

Aside from a great wipe down or a sage mist, there are other ways to cleanse your space and experience change in the energetic frequency. Here are my top 2 for the office or for my sacred space:

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Cleansing at the office or on the go:

  • Use a stone in the pocket or a portal pouch with the intention of having it radiate in all directions wherever you go.
  • A satchel of Agrimony (especially if the workplace or coworkers are challenging) or sprinkling of Agrimony in your space.

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Cleansing of Sacred Space:

  • Incense is my go-to, there is something about the immediate energetic shift with smoke. If that is unavailable, then there is another way featured here.

The main purpose is to become aware of what needs to go and what needs to be built and created. Sometimes cleansing makes it feel more like home, other times it opens the door for us to get creative in finding a new place to call home.

Where is Home?

Home

It’s such a simple word, but it’s filled with complexities. It carries a different meaning for all of us..

For all of us, Earth is our home. This, is where the similarities mostly end. Each of our ideas of what home is, can differ wildly from here.

The first place we’re brought to, after we’re born, is home. If one is lucky this is where their best memories are and they can always come back here.

Home is where we lay our head at night. For some, that is a tiny home with a small foot print. For others, it may be something much bigger. It is where we come to in order to shut out the constant din of the world outside. For our ancestors, it may have been caves or groves. It was a shelter from the elements made of everything from bone to rock to wood.

For some Romany people, their traveling Vardo is home.

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Each of us have places in the world that speak to our very souls. For me it’s the parks and forests surrounding me. When I step into those places, my spirit is at peace. Others may feel that peace when they are near the oceans. We are each unique in the places that feel like home.

I was born and raised in the Appalachian Mountains, in a tiny little town that is quite close to the Eastern Band of the Cherokee. There is magic in this land, but there is also sorrow. For a very long time I struggled with being a “Hillbilly”. As I’ve gotten older I’ve come to understand that my ancestors are a tough lot. They survived conditions and poverty that is truly heartbreaking. These mountains, they are my home. When I stand on this land, I feel the blood of my ancestors rush through my veins. Home is in the very wind that blows upon my face.

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People can be home, too. There are certain amazing people in my life that I can embrace and it is home. My children, grandchildren, friends, and my beloved. There aren’t many, but when home is a person, it can change the entire day just by seeing them.

My Witchcraft? It too is home. When I stand in my power, knowing I’m doing what is best for me and mine, there isn’t a feeling of wholeness more profound than craft the life I want. That home, within a home, within a home is the warm embrace of a thousand dreams.

  • So what or where is home for you?
  • Is it the mountains, the forests, the ocean?
  • Or is it something else entirely?

Let us take today and be grateful for all we have in our lives. The people that bring us joy and the places that bring us peace.

Ivy & Kaycee

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Nyx, Goddess of Night

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Nyx, daughter of Khaos, the Primordial one, wrapped in a cloak of stars. She who illuminates deep within the darkness and holds the mirror that shows us who we are. Our hopes, our fears, the very fabric from the cosmos that created each of us. Feared by Gods and men alike, for she is truth in its purest form.

My Work with Nyx

I have sat for many days, pondering. Even I am not immune to things such as self-doubt and impostor syndrome. It is within the moon’s gaze that I have begun to understand that there is still much work to do. So with her I have sat, listening, unraveling, discovering.

It is within this process of discovery that I have had reflected back at me the parts within myself that I really rather don’t like. Perfectionism, procrastination, doubt, that I am diving deep to root out the source and banish it from my life. This time, for good.

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Creating the life we are meant to live

There are lessons within all we do and it is through her wisdom that I am learning how to let go. You will shed tears, so many tears. Yet water is cleansing catharsis. There are people who have walked out of my life that I have been grieving for far too long. The time has come to step past that hurt. It is not me that is broken.

Nyx’s stars have shined upon me, always. When one such as she places you in her gaze, it can be overwhelming at first. You want to “live up to” some sort of extraordinary standard that takes root in your mind. While our Divines expect us to live up to our potential, they don’t expect us to just know how to do that at a moment’s notice.

Meeting her in her domain

Working with Nyx is a process and one worthy of doing well, not necessarily quickly. I urge you to stand beneath the crescent moon, the starry sky, and even the sky filled with inky blackness. Hold a moonstone in your hand and just…listen. Breathe and listen. Lose yourself in the twinkling of the stars of her cloak. Her voice is within the shadows and upon the wind. Think about what it is saying to you. The path toward creating a life worthy of you and all you have to offer. Once you know the way, move forward and don’t look back.

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Darkest Blessings,
Ivy

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Beacon to Nyx

The Beacon to Nyx

November is meant for embracing the darkness that looms heavy in the sky as we continue to see the trees shapeshift into bare bones. We can beckon the wisdom of darkness, of Nyx, to us through the Black Sacred Candle. This candle serves as the beacon that will invite her into our spaces to impart the medicine of the darkness she brings.

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The Correspondences

Nyx, the primordial personification of night who draws the blanket over the sky, is mother to sleep and death. It should not be a surprise that poppy speaks of this same energy, and we will use Poppy seeds as a part of our Beacon Blend to Nyx. We add Yarrow to ease us into the healing wisdom of Nyx and the amazing cleansing, banishing, protecting, and world-walking trio that are Sage, Mugwort, and Myrrh. As an addition, we can use Moonstone over the candle and botanicals to reflect the energy of this beacon to take it up a level.

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A Calling to Nyx

When sinking deep into the energy of creating this beacon, Nyx made it clear to me that the flame needed a specific enchantment upon the first lighting. I sat with this for a day or so and she gave me the words immediately after waking up (still half asleep to be honest!). You can listen to it below!

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A candle and a key,

Kaycee

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Nyx

Nyx and November

As the northern hemisphere continues to lengthen its time in darkness, in nighttime, we look to welcome Nyx at Dark Goddesses Collective for November.

Here at Dark Goddesses Collective, part of our work is the reclamation of the Goddesses in all forms. To speak their stories and our own, recognizing a growing power through which we can all foster change in our lives and communities. We are excited that you have found us!

November Darkness

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The Month of November

Our Theme: Coming Home to Witchcraft and Dark Goddesses

This month we are discussing the ways witchcraft feels like a homecoming, how the threads of the Dark Goddesses find us in our witchery, and how it presents itself as a mirror into our soul.

Our Goddess: Nyx

A primordial Goddess of Night and darkness, from the darkness where all of creation is formed and returned to. Connecting with Nyx is to connect deeply within our subconscious where our own divinity may lay in wait, our own spark of creation, beyond “other” and beyond the “dark night of the soul”.

Nyx's stars

Some of what we have planned:

  • Rituals to see in the dark
  • A Potion
  • A Talisman
  • Using the Sacred Black Candle in the month of November
  • Meditation(s) and/or channeled messages via audio
  • An article on Nyx, herstory, the areas she resides over, ways to connect with her to empower our own self-sovereignty and divination.

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A candle & a key, With Darkest Gratitude,
Kaycee & Ivy

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