A Dance without End: An Oil for Herodias, Queen of Witches
“On Herod’s birthday the daughter of Herodias danced for the guests and pleased Herod so much that he promised with an oath to give her whatever she asked. Prompted by her mother, she said, “Give me here on a platter the head of John the Baptist.” The king was distressed, but because of his oaths and his dinner guests, he ordered that her request be granted and had John beheaded in the prison. His head was brought in on a platter and given to the girl, who carried it to her mother.” (Gospel of Matthew, Chapter 14)
“Herodias, Mistress of the Night, calls together councils and assemblies, that banquets are held, that different kinds of rites are performed, and that some are dragged to punishment for their deeds and others raised to glory.” (John of Salisbury, ‘Policraticus’, 12c)
“A third of humanity serves this afflicted sovereign who rests on the oaks and the hazel trees from the second part of the night until the last crow of the black rooster. Her name today is Pharaildis: she was formerly called Hérodiade: a dancer who had no equal either before her or after her.”(Nivardus, ‘Ysengrimus’ 12c)
In gold and ochre, ivory and roses, she dances, perching on the tops of oak and hazel trees, the air fills with her perfume. As Queen she leads the Furious Host, the Wild Hunt–the sweeping chaos of the dead who join in her dance. She is momentum and authority, the sparkle of starlight on the dew of early morning. She is the Queen of the Sabbat, folding into her mythos many spirits and gods, a formidable host of power and that which cannot rest.
Ambition incarnate, commanding from her throne as Queen of Witches, Herodias is an ancient force remembered but rarely embraced for who she is, or how she comes. With her daughter, Salome, she is attraction and command, bringing confidence and fomenting desire. Together they bring the Furious Host to our threshold. Will you join the witches in their revelry?
Her perfume lingers and brings subtle shifts in how we perceive our options. She is floral and musky, commanding yet alluring. For those who need to be in command of themselves and others, for those who desire to tip the balance in their favor, for those who wish to know the Furious Host and join the Hunt, she is waiting, inviting us to join the dance…
This oil comes in 1/2 oz. bottles, with a scroll detailing its use.
“On Herod’s birthday the daughter of Herodias danced for the guests and pleased Herod so much that he promised with an oath to give her whatever she asked. Prompted by her mother, she said, “Give me here on a platter the head of John the Baptist.” The king was distressed, but because of his oaths and his dinner guests, he ordered that her request be granted and had John beheaded in the prison. His head was brought in on a platter and given to the girl, who carried it to her mother.” (Gospel of Matthew, Chapter 14)
“Herodias, Mistress of the Night, calls together councils and assemblies, that banquets are held, that different kinds of rites are performed, and that some are dragged to punishment for their deeds and others raised to glory.” (John of Salisbury, ‘Policraticus’, 12c)
“A third of humanity serves this afflicted sovereign who rests on the oaks and the hazel trees from the second part of the night until the last crow of the black rooster. Her name today is Pharaildis: she was formerly called Hérodiade: a dancer who had no equal either before her or after her.”(Nivardus, ‘Ysengrimus’ 12c)
In gold and ochre, ivory and roses, she dances, perching on the tops of oak and hazel trees, the air fills with her perfume. As Queen she leads the Furious Host, the Wild Hunt–the sweeping chaos of the dead who join in her dance. She is momentum and authority, the sparkle of starlight on the dew of early morning. She is the Queen of the Sabbat, folding into her mythos many spirits and gods, a formidable host of power and that which cannot rest.
Ambition incarnate, commanding from her throne as Queen of Witches, Herodias is an ancient force remembered but rarely embraced for who she is, or how she comes. With her daughter, Salome, she is attraction and command, bringing confidence and fomenting desire. Together they bring the Furious Host to our threshold. Will you join the witches in their revelry?
Her perfume lingers and brings subtle shifts in how we perceive our options. She is floral and musky, commanding yet alluring. For those who need to be in command of themselves and others, for those who desire to tip the balance in their favor, for those who wish to know the Furious Host and join the Hunt, she is waiting, inviting us to join the dance…
This oil comes in 1/2 oz. bottles, with a scroll detailing its use.
“On Herod’s birthday the daughter of Herodias danced for the guests and pleased Herod so much that he promised with an oath to give her whatever she asked. Prompted by her mother, she said, “Give me here on a platter the head of John the Baptist.” The king was distressed, but because of his oaths and his dinner guests, he ordered that her request be granted and had John beheaded in the prison. His head was brought in on a platter and given to the girl, who carried it to her mother.” (Gospel of Matthew, Chapter 14)
“Herodias, Mistress of the Night, calls together councils and assemblies, that banquets are held, that different kinds of rites are performed, and that some are dragged to punishment for their deeds and others raised to glory.” (John of Salisbury, ‘Policraticus’, 12c)
“A third of humanity serves this afflicted sovereign who rests on the oaks and the hazel trees from the second part of the night until the last crow of the black rooster. Her name today is Pharaildis: she was formerly called Hérodiade: a dancer who had no equal either before her or after her.”(Nivardus, ‘Ysengrimus’ 12c)
In gold and ochre, ivory and roses, she dances, perching on the tops of oak and hazel trees, the air fills with her perfume. As Queen she leads the Furious Host, the Wild Hunt–the sweeping chaos of the dead who join in her dance. She is momentum and authority, the sparkle of starlight on the dew of early morning. She is the Queen of the Sabbat, folding into her mythos many spirits and gods, a formidable host of power and that which cannot rest.
Ambition incarnate, commanding from her throne as Queen of Witches, Herodias is an ancient force remembered but rarely embraced for who she is, or how she comes. With her daughter, Salome, she is attraction and command, bringing confidence and fomenting desire. Together they bring the Furious Host to our threshold. Will you join the witches in their revelry?
Her perfume lingers and brings subtle shifts in how we perceive our options. She is floral and musky, commanding yet alluring. For those who need to be in command of themselves and others, for those who desire to tip the balance in their favor, for those who wish to know the Furious Host and join the Hunt, she is waiting, inviting us to join the dance…
This oil comes in 1/2 oz. bottles, with a scroll detailing its use.