Brightest Imbolc Blessings to my kin in the Southern Hemisphere, and Blessed Lughnasadh to those in the North. I haven’t celebrated Imbolc as Imbolc for a couple of years now, as Imbolc (August 2nd particularly) is the Muggle and I’s anniversary so that has always trumped it. But, as everything has this year, I was… Continue reading Imbolc Blessings
We wait in the dark for the light to appear, Mother, give birth to our brother the Sun. We wait in the dark for the light to appear, Mother, give birth to our brother the Sun! We wait. We watch. Out of the cold comes the promise of newness. We wait. We watch. Out of… Continue reading Celebrating Midwinter
There’s a handful of us who are able to incorporate our faith into our work – through our own business, or working in the field, or whatever our heart so chooses. When it comes to celebrating the holidays – whether we choose to follow the traditional wheel, our own wheel, or however we practice –… Continue reading Pagan Holidays in a Muggle Environment
Originally I wasn’t going to celebrate Samhain this year. With the recent passing of my Poppy I wasn’t sure if I was ready. I know this is a silly thought, as what better way for a Pagan to honour and celebrate her ancestors than on a holiday specifically for them? Because being over 1,000km from the… Continue reading Samhain (A toast to our Ancestors)
As Lughnasadh approaches this weekend, I’ve began to contemplate on the season and the festival. Lughnasadh is one of the seasonal holidays, also referred to as a “lesser Sabbat.” I don’t like that term as I believe it takes away from the importance of the seasonal celebrations. That said, Lughnasadh is not generally a holiday… Continue reading Lughnasadh approaches
Hail the Mighty Holly King, for He has won the crown from the frail Oak King and now rules over the (Southern Hemispheric) Waning Year! Or so I’d normally proclaim at Litha. (Firstly, yay for being back at a computer! We didn’t take it down with us on our “annual pilgrimage to Victoria” and there’s… Continue reading The hand that governs change
There is a lot going on behind the scenes at the moment, so all plans for Midsummer went out the window. We were given horrible news last week, then more on Saturday, and to be honest I’ve no idea how I’m keeping it all together. For the last few months I’ve been running on empty,… Continue reading Noon of the Solstice
With the stupid season upon us, I’m making small preparations for a week spent with my family interstate. With Litha falling on the days down there, I’m making a small box of things I need to take with me – specially created incense for the occasion, charcoal discs, the gift Herne insisted I buy for… Continue reading Yearning for the past with a romanticised filter
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