Chérie De Sues
Chérie De Sues is a "critically acclaimed", "award winning" and "bestselling" author of thrillers, paranormal and contemporary suspense romances from sensual to sizzling heat levels. A member of Romance Writers of America (RWA), and RWA participant in both the RITA and Prism Awards.
When Chérie takes a break from writing novels, you can find her at romance conventions, book signings, online, or traveling to research her next novel. She shares her beach house on Galveston Island, Texas with her Irish terrier, Reilly.
She makes her home on Galveston Island, Texas with her Irish Terrier named Reilly.
Faery Wicca, or Fairy Wicca is an umbrella term that refers to any tradition of modern Wicca that places an emphasis on the Fey (gnomes, elves, faeries, sprites, etc.), their lore, and their relation to the natural world.
"Faery Wicca" may also refer to a specific tradition of Wicca, recently founded by author Kisma Stepanich. Adherents of Stepanich's Faery Wicca claim that it recovers the traditions of the Tuatha De Danaan, the mythological precursors to the Celtic people; however, this is disputed by those familiar with ancient Celtic polytheism and mythology. Stepanich's Faery Wicca draws liberally on some degree of Irish mythology, from the author's interpretation of Celtic history, legend, imagination, and a variety of non-Celtic sources.Faery Wicca is not related to the late Victor Anderson's Feri Tradition of witchcraft, which is sometimes also spelled Faery or Fairy, nor is it directly related to the gay men's group, the Radical Faeries. Though Faery Wicca may draw inspiration from some of the customs practiced among the ancient and modern Celts, it shares more with other modern Wiccan and Neo-Wiccan traditions than with the "Fairy Faith" as it is known in traditional Gaelic cultures.
Monday, October 25, 2010
Whatever her origins, the banshee chiefly appears in one of three guises: a young woman, a stately matron or a raddled old hag. These represent the triple aspects of the Celtic goddess of war and death, namely Badhbh, Macha and Mor-Rioghain.)The Banshee She usually wears either a grey, hooded cloak or the winding sheet or grave robe of the unshriven dead. She may also appear as a washer-woman, and is seen apparently washing the blood stained clothes of those who are about to die. In this guise she is known as the bean-nighe (washing woman).
Although not always seen, her mourning call is heard, usually at night when someone is about to die. In 1437, King James I of Scotland was approached by an Irish seeress or banshee who foretold his murder at the instigation of the Earl of Atholl. This is an example of the banshee in human form. There are records of several human banshees or prophetesses attending the great houses of Ireland and the courts of local Irish kings. In some parts of Leinster, she is referred to as the bean chaointe (keening woman) whose wail can be so piercing that it shatters glass. In Kerry, the keen is experienced as a "low, pleasant singing"; in Tyrone as "the sound of two boards being struck together"; and on Rathlin Island as "a thin, screeching sound somewhere between the wail of a woman and the moan of an owl".
The banshee may also appear in a variety of other forms, such as that of a hooded crow, stoat, hare and weasel - animals associated in Ireland with witchcraft.
Legend of old tell of a time when faeries would gather once a year on the Summer Solstice. During this time, there was much merriment that only lasted for that one night. Journal accounts from humans who escaped a lifetime of servitude to the Fae. These people record these events as being held in various woods that were near a magickal place for the Fae . Some say Stonehenge is a portal for the Fae, just as other naturally magickal places on the planet draw pagans.
The blazing fire warmed the air with music and dancing on the edges. The faeries wore their finest clothes and danced until dawn. Though, this wasn't the same as a human gathering. These private gatherings should never be viewed by humans, but sometimes humans stumbled into the wrong place at the wrong time.
The power and magic that surrounded these events were too much for a human. Instruments played music in a frequency the normal human ear could never hear. Once caught, these unfortunate humans remained in the fairy plane of existence. One can only imagine what they experienced that others could never conceive. Writings tell of the Fae binding the human into service and watched as they lost most of their humanity. The humans couldn't smell anymore, didn't eat regular food, and could not escape the Fae life. The Fae never aged, and neither did humans.