Tree Guardian

In Memory of Belinda (Kyla) Sinnott

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I Remember… Belinda, Kyla, Lilith, Sister, Friend

I remember… greeting the Old Ones on Nose Hill…

I remember… our favourite place… we’ve done this so many lifetimes before…

I remember… doing ritual together…

I remember… sharing a broken heart… the pain of betrayal… and loss…

I remember…  you were there when everyone else went away…

I remember… you were like the fire fighter… when everyone else was running away from the fire, you ran towards it to walk beside me and let me know…

I remember… you shared the truth with me when I sought truth… though you knew it would cause me pain, you were there to remind me who my friends really were…

I remember… laughter… at the unusual consequences of new witches trying spells for the first time…

I remember… the phone call from you to ask where the chin whiskers and wart had come from…

I remember… calling you Grizelda after that… and you calling me Broomhilda… what a pair…

I remember… a true friend… a sister witch… the Tree Guardian…

I will remember you… in the trees and the wind

I will remember you… in sacred circles and in sacred prayers

I thank the Goddess for you Belinda, Kyla, Lilith, Sister and Friend

Until we meet again… send us your wisdom… your laughter and your love…

Raven Skye

A Poem for Belinda from Kathleen

by Henry Scott Holland (1847-1918)

Death is nothing at all…
I have only slipped away to the next room…
I am I and you are you…
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.

Call me by my old familiar name,
Speak it to me in the same way you always used.
Put no difference into your tone,
Wear no false air of solemnity or sorrow.

Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effect, without the hint of a shadow on it.

Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was.
There is absolutely unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of your mind because I am out of your sight?
What is this death but a negligible accident.

I am but waiting for you for an interval
Somewhere very near
Just around the corner.
All is well.

Nothing is past, nothing is lost.

One brief moment and all will be as it was before,

only better, infinitely happier

and forever we will be one together.




Hail to Lilith, Lady of the night!
Your long hair flows outward,
Melding into the shadows
And your black eyes are ancient,
Deep with magic and secrets.

You are powerful and free,
No other being is your master.
You fly upon the wings of night,
And the owl carries your messages.
Since beginning times, you were there.

No man can tame you,
For why should you be tamed?
To be your own ruler is your nature.
The weak ones of mankind
Were afraid of you and called you Evil

Every inner demon
And dark shadow in the night
Has been ascribed to you, Goddess.
But your power and wild beauty
Have survived.

Teach me to be unafraid,
To feel power singing in my veins.
Help me to face and balance
The shadows in my nature.

Protect me from the shadows
And the darkness that would harm me,
And help me to understand
The shadows that will not.
I thank you, Dark Lady.