When I woke this morning and opened my blinds, I was surprised by bare branches. Overnight, a windstorm stripped almost all the golden-russet leaves off…
Tarot and Texas, baby. Taking a deep breath to relax into the Solstice season in Lisa and Eric’s warm home. So grateful to spend the…
I am mourning the loss of my beloved friend Waverly Fitzgerald, who died Friday night after living with cancer for several months. I am not…
Today the Moon is in its balsamic phase, the depths of darkness in the lunar cycle, when we surrender to the unknown. We also find…
While on retreat two weeks ago, I went for a contemplative beach walk. I found 9 upturned clam shells filled with sand and water; part…
This past week, daylight diminished by minutes each day. Storms blew in (we even had a wee bit of snow) and out again. I found…
My life is made of cloth woven by Grandmother Spider, its threads spun by the sisters who spin up the sun. Every day I pause…
My journey through the Underworld with Hecate this month (via the “30 Days of Hecate” course) has led me, somewhat surprisingly, into the arms of…
One of the things I love most about this season is the bittersweet remembrances of years gone by. Each Yuletide is a pentimento, a layered…
Ahhh. Hear that? It’s the sound of snowfall, of twinkling lights on a Yule tree, of children fast asleep. It’s the hush of Winter Solstice,…