Winter Solstice
Like it or not, we are being transformed with every dawn. We become the choices that we make, we have responsibilities, to ourselves…. because we are naturally inspired to bend toward the light…we are...
View ArticleHoliday Fear
What will you give? Will you get enough? They say times are hard and living is tough. Child with no toy, girl with no boy All hope is gone and so is their joy What would it take to dust off your fear?...
View Article~Holiday Wishes~
I wish we weren’t frightened of getting through the night I wish we didn’t know what we know tonight I wish that we could have stayed as pure as we were then I wish our hearts were lighter and love was...
View ArticleYule
Gather up the fir, the pine and holly green Come light the golden candles and praise the winter king Dance away the dark times and welcome in the light Sing the carols of Yuletide and bless this merry...
View ArticleI am Grey
I am grey, eyes and hair, sweater and scarf, cape and gloves, grey I am grey, light and dark, blended well, strong as steel, grey I am gray, silver lit, flashing lightening, bolts of flannel, grey I am...
View ArticleThis is the Dark Time
This is the dark time, burn the candles, Light the fires and wait. The year is turning. This is the dark time, Time of dreams and magic – time to go inside and seek the treasure in our souls. This is...
View ArticleAngels Unaware
Photo Credit: fineartamerica.com When I was a small child I often attended a tiny country church with my Granny Fanny Weaver. My Granny Fanny was OLD and she wasn’t a softy kind of Granny like I am,...
View ArticleA Winter Solstice Offering
In perfect love and perfect trust, The sun’s return is upon us now. Within the heart of the frosted forest The Winter God is keen and raw Pursuing warmth and hope. The Goddess is romancing chanting,...
View ArticleAngels Watching
Mountain scents of cedar and pine Winter birds and ivy vines Sunrise weeping, wails and moans Ancestors sleeping, graves and stones Christmas with them, gifts all done Flowers, wreaths, laid one by one...
View ArticleA Thoughtful Quote
“In his face there came to be a brooding peace that is seen most often in the faces of the very sorrowful or the very wise. But still he wandered through the streets of the town, always silent and...
View Article~Love Incantation for 2013~
Gaze into the dark of night Hold a golden candle’s light Now close your eyes in silent prayer That love will find you anywhere Do no harm, and feel no doubt That never will you live without By earth,...
View ArticleSalem’s Tale
Oh you wanton weary souls Catechized by disgrace into your rose-red trances Liars with kiss swollen lips can tell no truths Flickering heartbeats, pirouetting prettily on trembling limbs Enduring the...
View ArticleMorning Joy
Snow flakes fall amongst the crocuses and daffodils as candle light and crystal stain the day. The quiet crackle of the coals, the scent of coffee and the purring of the hot, black cat call forth the...
View Article~Spring Equinox~
Welcome Spring! Spring will officially arrive March 20, 2013 around 7:00 a.m. here, on that day there will be equal light and darkness. I think this is something to celebrate!
View ArticleSpring Equinox
The Equinox is coming. The year is turning over – light replacing dark. This is a time of change – unsettling – stirring. I have mixed feelings about it – equal longings for the dark days of winter...
View ArticleThe Equinox is Coming
The cool air carries a thin hint of fennel on this early Autumn morning as I sit outside sipping smoky black coffee. A yellow leaf falls from a birch tree. The church bell chimes in the village. This...
View ArticleOctober Song
Today the Autumn whistles through me – Brown, grey and scarlet branched – It rustles in my soul. Crows cry and stone crumbles, Dark descends and depths of energy flare incandescent in the shadow of the...
View ArticleWinter Time
I live in the shadows Watch Breathing in The deep eternal silence – Lungs folding And unfolding Flowerlike. I burn sage for cleansing Rose incense for love Sitting in the hare light And loneliness.
View ArticleMountain Women.
From my Gran, Sheila Ross-Kuhn: How could I be anything but a witch living in these Mother Mountains? Within these forested hills and deep, dark hollers are women who have never called themselves...
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