I had had grand plans of blogging my adventures as they happened, and as you noticed I managed to keep you caught up on Day One and Day Two. By the end of Day Three, I was just too damned tired to do anything… Continue Reading
I had had grand plans of blogging my adventures as they happened, and as you noticed I managed to keep you caught up on Day One and Day Two. By the end of Day Three, I was just too damned tired to do anything… Continue Reading
I sing of water Dripping in every pore Sloshing through every vein Pooling in each organ. I drink deeply of the cool draught; The tap carries Bull Run into my soul. Rain peers out of my eyes, And mist infuses every exhalation. I carry… Continue Reading
This month marks nineteen years since I became pagan. In the intervening years I’ve been a generic Cunningham-flavored neopagan, spent several years as a Chaos magician particularly enamored of Carroll’s work, tried to form my years of experience and practice into a more formalized… Continue Reading
I know, I know–I’m interrupting the Totemism 201 series. But it’s for a really, really important reason. Forgive the clunky title; I couldn’t come with something better in my overwhelming excitement. So last year I wrote “Up North“, a bittersweet post about the sense… Continue Reading
Samhain’s a month past, now, and autumn hangs more heavily here; deciduous trees have lost all but a few leaves to the increasing winds, and the birds visit my feeders much more frequently than they did just a few weeks ago. Nature is still… Continue Reading
Note: I fiddled around with settings on my site; you can now email-subscribe to my blog from any post, rather than on the front page of the blog itself. It’s a great way to keep up on my writing, news, and more–just plug your preferred… Continue Reading
A few times a month I get an email or other message from someone that goes something like this: I saw such-and-such animal run across the road/fly into my yard/otherwise enter into my field of vision. WHAT DOES IT MEAN???!!! My response is generally… Continue Reading
(You can click on the pictures in this post to get bigger versions thereof.) So last week I mentioned that I was escaping into the wilderness for a bit. I haven’t been backpacking in two years, since last summer was eaten up by a… Continue Reading
Ah, Powell’s sale racks, thou art my weakness. Seriously, an entire wall of books with the covers facing out is a great way to catch my attention, and the simple black and white cover of Thor Hanson’s Feathers was almost the perfect Lupa bait…. Continue Reading
Have I ever told you all about “Up North”? No? Then let me tell you a story about one of the deepest places in my heart. When I was just past my twelfth birthday, my family moved to a new house across town. The… Continue Reading