Favorite among Witches and Pagans; great god CERNUNNOS..
"I am the sea blast- I am the tidal wave- I am the thunderous surf- I am the stag of the seven tines- I am the cliff hawk- I am the sunlit dewdrop - I am the fairest of flowers- I am the rampaging boar- I am the swift-swimming salmon- I am the placid lake- I am the summit of art- I am the vale echoing voices- I am the battle-hardened spearhead- I am the God who inflames desire- Who knows the secrets of the unhewn dolmen- Who announces the ages of the moon- Who knows where the sunset settles
The Song of Amergin, translation: Michael R. Burch
New Recipe — A Return to Cernunnos
He was my first patron god in the Craft — the wild pulse that called me when I was still young and new to magic. Back in college, when everything felt raw and electric, I was drawn to him instinctively. I loved redheads, and he sent me plenty. Hail Cernunnos.
He carried me through the dance years — every stage light, every rhythm, every wild turn of the body was his. And when my path with the Gardnerian temple rose and fell, I let him go.
This blend is my return — my re-falling in love with the Horned One. It’s green, earthy, sensual, and alive — a living heartbeat. A reminder that the forest still remembers your footsteps,
even when you’ve been gone a long time.
It also carries the current of King of the Woods — a different witches formula that stirs attraction and command, especially for straight men seeking to be both wanted and loved.
Favorite among Witches and Pagans; great god CERNUNNOS..
"I am the sea blast- I am the tidal wave- I am the thunderous surf- I am the stag of the seven tines- I am the cliff hawk- I am the sunlit dewdrop - I am the fairest of flowers- I am the rampaging boar- I am the swift-swimming salmon- I am the placid lake- I am the summit of art- I am the vale echoing voices- I am the battle-hardened spearhead- I am the God who inflames desire- Who knows the secrets of the unhewn dolmen- Who announces the ages of the moon- Who knows where the sunset settles
The Song of Amergin, translation: Michael R. Burch
New Recipe — A Return to Cernunnos
He was my first patron god in the Craft — the wild pulse that called me when I was still young and new to magic. Back in college, when everything felt raw and electric, I was drawn to him instinctively. I loved redheads, and he sent me plenty. Hail Cernunnos.
He carried me through the dance years — every stage light, every rhythm, every wild turn of the body was his. And when my path with the Gardnerian temple rose and fell, I let him go.
This blend is my return — my re-falling in love with the Horned One. It’s green, earthy, sensual, and alive — a living heartbeat. A reminder that the forest still remembers your footsteps,
even when you’ve been gone a long time.
It also carries the current of King of the Woods — a different witches formula that stirs attraction and command, especially for straight men seeking to be both wanted and loved.
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