Tomorrow, a sideways sickle will hang in the winter sky like a smile, like a chalice. It's the first sliver of moonlight after the dark moon. It's the The Priestess Moon, the Imbolc of the month. Under this moon, I will creep through the winter leaves, wet …
Archetypes
Mystery School
I could have started a Mystery School about 10 years before I actually did. Once upon a time, I was the fortune teller at my nieces' elementary school Fall Festival. I had a tent with pillows and twinkly lights, and little kids would crawl in and sit with me, knee to knee, and hold …
Who Were the Witches?
I learned this song travelling through Yellowstone on a school bus filled with Girl Scouts. I’ve been singing it to groups for decades at this point. When my nieces were little they requested it at bedtime.Do you ever wonder who, indeed, were the witches?And what …
who’s afraid of the dark?
I have pet peeves just like anyone else. Some are like whatever, and some make me insane. This one makes me insane. This one cuts people off at the knees, breeds divisiveness, and vilifies something sacred. It's meant well, and I know the people who say it have their heart in …
lost & found
I began this year by taking vows. It's what we do around here. At Imbolc in early February, the mystics and I walk with The Priestess archetype and commit our life force to the coming year. This year I vowed to tend my Self. It sounds simple, but it's no small thing. As each …