Trigger warning: this is a heavy read, with topics of mental health, suicide ideation and self injury. When we begin working with the Old Gods, we begin developing a relationship based on trust and respect, of adoration. Some of us become Devotees. Some of us befriend. We look to them for guidance, for help. We… Continue reading Depression and the Wild Hunt: when what you hear isn’t the Old Gods
These last two-three years have brought immense changes for me. I came out as non-binary, left my husband, changed my name, found my soul mate, shed a bunch of weight after surgery that I have likened to Herne’s accident with the stag. I have shed so much of my old self, through the shedding of… Continue reading Finding yourself after death
I feel like I’m coming full circle. Yule some years ago I attended a workshop with Michelle on connecting with the Tarot and wrote about it in ‘The Fool at Midwinter’. Here we are again, but thanks to COVID it’s through Facebook and I’m able to connect in my time, on the land I call… Continue reading The Fool’s First Step
Since “coming out” as non-binary, since changing my name within my community, I’ve entered this new level of self discovery that I wasn’t ultimately prepared for. Having some-what of an identity crisis at 34 wasn’t something I expected to happen, nor was I expecting what was the follow: so how does being non-binary fit into Paganism… Continue reading The Changing Relationship with Divine and with Self
I am the stones, the earth and the bones… I wasn’t sure what to expect upon arrival, but I was soon overwhelmed by the feeling of familiarity. I felt like I had come home. The natural debris of fallen leaves and pine needles upon the ground beneath the towering eucalypts and pines tried to hide… Continue reading Druids Down Under National Gathering – Eisteddfod
Most people who follow a Northern Hemispheric based bath see Winter as the ‘death season’, of the Crone, where deciduous trees become bare and snow covers the earth. In Australia, Summer is our ‘death season’ and Summer in the Riverina is different to Summer in Sydney. It’s not as humid, but it’s just as hot… Continue reading Finding the light switch
I feel like living in the city left me in a bubble of sorts. You get to read about what happens agriculturally, we get to think “Well, is it really Lughnasadh when x, y and z happens at these times” and you kinda go with tradition or what you’ve been told when you can’t see… Continue reading Learning to live again
Sometimes you need to do what is right for your mentality, even if it puts your body under physical stress. Feel free to disagree with me, but the back/knee/hip pain was absolutely worth the drive to Stanwell Park Beach to watch the sun rise on Midwinter’s Day. Six weeks ago I hurt my back and… Continue reading Journey of the Fool at Midwinter
Book of Eucalypt 
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