Snow Day

Last night my Hearth celebrated the Cold Moon with a feast. We gathered in the kitchen, cooked falafel together, and shared good conversation. It was nice to gather again as we missed our last rite due to covid, and it really reinforced to me the necessity and benefit of these rites. (NB: Many people would... Continue Reading →

The Blackbird at the Gate

The Blackbird came at the start of the year. He comes at the beginning of things, bearing the Rowan branch that lights the way. The Rowan branch, the flaming brand carried into the Land of the Ancestors, into the Other Realm, that I wear on my wrist and always have in my hand. Here was... Continue Reading →

Living Sacrifices

Clearly, the gods find grains to be an acceptable substitute, so that is what we will use. For the rest of this book, when I say that an animal is to be sacrificed it can be assumed that what is meant is bread that has been ritually identified with that animal. Those artistically and culinarily... Continue Reading →

New Moon Magic

Always we begin again. Cycles within and following cycles, we are lucky that when we align ourselves with the cosmos, we always begin again. We come around to a place where we have been, and look upon it with new eyes, illuminated eyes, that we may approach this place with grace and wisdom. So I... Continue Reading →

A Reflection in Three Books

I awoke the other morning with the phrase "The perfect is the enemy of the good" arising in my mind. It is a phrase that I have long tried to remember, but over and over again, the quest for perfection centres itself in my mind. Perfection is a lofty goal, and I approach it poorly.... Continue Reading →

Right Living

A dear friend asked me, "How should we strive to live?" He wanted to know what makes a good life in accordance with my faith, what influences me in my decision-making, what are my virtues, values, and visions that direct my every day. It's impossible, of course, to speak for all pagans, or even all... Continue Reading →

Viriditas, Again

I am sitting in a field of dandelions, a field of resilience, and I am cautiously hopeful. I have my planner on my lap, and I realize that I have completed all but three things on my 2020 homesteading projects list. How was this possible? How was it possible when I had been so ill... Continue Reading →

Sitting Quietly

As part of my revisitation of the Dedicant Path, I'm bolstering my mental discipline practice. There's a misunderstanding that the "mental discipline" requirement of the Dedicant Path is silent meditation - it's not - but at this time, I think that's exactly what I need. As part of my prioritizing my own mental health and... Continue Reading →

Embodiment

Part of my exploration of Beauty has been embodiment, that is, living a deliberately pagan life through immersion in the every day. For me (and please forgive any incorrect usage of polythealogical terms, I'm about three years behind the pagan blog world), embodiment has been becoming comfortable in my own body, on the land, and... Continue Reading →

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