Book of Eucalypt

Pagan Blog Project 2014

  • A year that was

    I’d like to thank Herne the Hunter, the Pagan Blog Project, and someone at work for pushing me out of so many comfort bubbles this year, I’ve reached a point in life I never thought I’d reach (so never really… Continue reading

  • The hand that governs change

    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!… Continue reading

  • Yearning for the past with a romanticised filter

    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 –… Continue reading

  • Yule at Litha in Australia

    I don’t celebrate Christmas. Not because of the obvious one – I’m Pagan – and certainly not for the whole, “oh boo Christianity, they stole it from us” as I honestly can’t be bothered with that argument (no, they didn’t,… Continue reading

  • By the Glorious New Moon

    When I first began my journey on this path many many years ago, I felt drawn to the full moon. In fact, I never really honoured the new moon. For some stupid newbie reason, I didn’t see the importance of… Continue reading

  • Not All Spells Work (well, duh)

    No, really?! I know this is going to come across as a “well, duh!” to a lot of us who have been practicing for years and know this first hand, but in the hopes that someone new to the craft… Continue reading

  • The Witch that Danced Upon the Shore (short story)

    Hail to the wind that blows Alive beneath the wings of crows Blessed be the mighty force of nature ~ Force of Nature, Sharon Knight The Witch that Danced Upon the Shore (c) Book of Eucalypt 2014. Alone she stood on the shore,… Continue reading

  • Winds of Change

    Last weekend I went to my first Beltane Gathering held here in Sydney. It has been running for a couple of years, but this was my first time, and I think the first time I was aware of it. I… Continue reading

  • When the veil lifted

    My stomach was fluttering like crazy – that mixed feeling of “I’m so nervous I’m about to throw up” and “oh please let me have the strength to come out and say it.” I had to wait to make sure… Continue reading

  • Visions

    Ask any Pagan, we’re all pretty tuned in. The majority of us seem to have some sort of ability adapted and formed over time through extensive work in our daily lives, ritual and meditation. For me, sometimes it’s a bit… Continue reading

  • Under a Beltane Sun

    Words cannot describe how much I love and adore this song, or how much I admire and respect it’s author. My shackled feet they long to be free from, This modern Rome. The ancient moors and the granite shores they… Continue reading

  • Stuck Underneath

    Well the voices fall like timber and the fear it pours like rain And my heart is crushed to cinders underneath this kind of pain Well there is no resolution when the revolution’s dead So I’m left with no solution… Continue reading