Oh my gods, it’s been so long since I last posted! I wrote a short story back in May that I’ve been wanting to post, but as I submitted it to a literary competition I didn’t want to post it until that was finished. Even though I haven’t been speaking to him as often as… Continue reading Herne the Hunter: A Short Story
In a moment of despair, I called out to the Old Gods. Of late I’ve been disconnected, confused, trapped…the list goes on. Words like “Pagan”, “Witch”, “Druid”…they’ve become just words to me of late. Right now, they have no meaning behind them for me. With so many definitions of those words flying around, they’ve lost their… Continue reading Blessed Samhain! (I Am Worthy)
I’ve been in two minds over whether or not to post this on here. But given there is so little on Herne online, about what he’s really about, I’m posting this for others who feel drawn to him. This is for my fellow Pagans who hear Herne’s call to them, and are interested in getting… Continue reading Hearing Herne’s Call
This weekend past was the AWC – the Australian Wiccan Conference, in its 29th year. It was my first, and I’m already looking forward to next years! I had such a fantastic time!! A weekend on an island to ourselves and the elements (and staff, obviously) on the Hawksbury River. I got to wake up to… Continue reading A New Chapter Begins
I really want to show off my new tattoo. I’m not someone who jumps at a tattoo for the sake of it – as it’s been nine years between my first and second. My first is a simple pentacle on my back below my neck, and this makes my second. Tattoos are something I meditate… Continue reading Final Rite of Dedication
Something happened, and I’m welcoming it with open arms. Time frame wise, I’m saying it happened once I turned twenty-eight earlier this month. But it all happened within days, weeks of each other. Within a few weeks of each other, I became a Dedicant and Daughter of Herne the Hunter; I started really good anti-depressant… Continue reading Moving On (The Reclaiming Battle Cry)
I’m happy in Sydney. I love living here. With the exception of the humidity, I love the weather. I love feeling the sunshine on my skin in August amongst the chill of the air. I love seeing rain, and tilting my head back and opening my mouth, letting the drops hit my tongue like I… Continue reading Honouring the Past, and Embracing the Present
Last Sunday I joined friends in a Native American (style) drum making workshop. It was an interesting day, to say the least. But at the end of it, I came home with a gorgeous drum! Canadian Cedar hoop and Raw Deer Hide from wild Australian deer. Throughout the making of it I asked my Patron… Continue reading Within the drum beat of Mother Earth, and running barefoot through the Forest
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