Alyssa struck the match. Instantly, the end burst into flame. She held it to the wick of the white candleuntil it ignited. Pinching off the flame, she placed the match on the table. Taking a deep breath, she flipped her long chestnut color braid back over her shoulder; it bounced and swung around her waist. Focusing on her intent, she started the ritual. “Goddesses–Maiden, Mother, … Continue reading From the pen of Theresa Chaze, from her book ‘Not For Ourselves: Chapter One’