Turning the Wheel at Lammas
August 9, 2011
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Lammas, the feast of the First Harvest, is a bittersweet holiday. We give thanks for the bounty of our gardens and our lives, and we
Lammas, the feast of the First Harvest, is a bittersweet holiday. We give thanks for the bounty of our gardens and our lives, and we
“We gather on this sacred eve, The Yuletide log is burning . . . Tribe and family join as one, The Wheel of Life is
Once again, the local tribe gathered on sacred land to celebrate the First Fruits of the Harvest at Lammas. We processed on a spiral path
It is our favorite party of the year, when we gather with beloved friends and family to honor St Lucia, the Lightbringer “who heralds the
“Lo! on our threshold there, White-clad, with flame-crown’d hair: Santa Lucia, Santa Lucia.” I hear you singing this refrain as I enter your homes on
Lammas is the first of the three harvests, with Autumn Equinox and Samhain (Halloween) to follow. For me, it always carries a bittersweet feeling, especially
I’m home from the third annual Northwest Lammas Festival, a homegrown affair started and sustained by some of my mermaid sisters and brothers. (We thank
It was a small gathering, around 60 people or so, but the intimate size felt just right. We gathered together on sacred ground to celebrate
First the Old Moon rose. And then the Sun. Eagles flew low above us. Clams squirted. Herons stood serenely in the shallows. We offered herbs
I think May Day (Beltane) is my favorite holiday of the year. I hold it as sacred to myself as others hold Yule or Easter,