Brightest Blessings of the Solstice to you all. I’ve always loved the Winter Solstice. I’ve always loved being cold, knowing I could rug up. I love the sound of rain on the metal roof, the freshness in the air, the greening of the hills and how the eucalyptus leaves get this different haze as the… Continue reading To the Sabbat I will Ride
It all began with an image a friend shared on Facebook. I love the story of the Kings of Oak and Holly, of them battling for control of each half of the year. But this image got me thinking: does the story still “work”? It’s something we seem to do a lot in the Southern… Continue reading Kings of Oak and Holly on Contract
Yule, or the Winter Solstice, this year astrologically falls at 8.34am EST on Tuesday 21st June. While I would absolutely love to take tomorrow off so I can celebrate at that exact moment in time, I began a new job today and simply can’t. So tomorrow night it shall be (because I am absolutely buggered… Continue reading The Longest Night
Happy Holidays! Happy Summer Solstice to my fellow Southern Hemispheric residents, and Happy Winter Solstice to those in the North. I wish I could say it’s a gorgeous day here in Sydney, that I’ve gone out to the park or the beach to dance in the sunshine with my SPF 50, but alas it’s a cold… Continue reading Celebrating without Celebrating (Happy Holidays!)
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
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
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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