For Lynn

In gratitude for the life of Lynn GroszYou have generously given so many treasures.Even now, you call me to awaken and remember: Have you ever tried to enter the long black branches?by Mary Oliver Have you ever tried to enter the long black branchesof other livestried to imagine what the crisp fringes, full of honey,hangingfrom … Read more

Preparing for Imbolc

Triple Goddess, © BriarThere, at the foot of the tree, belonging to no man,A silver apple falls.There, amongst the branches, the mother sits.Weaver of dreams against the weft of the wood,Insight falls like gentle rain on a moon-bathed garden.— Song to Hecate, by Alison Jones Now is the time to prepare for Imbolc, sometimes called … Read more

Saturday Poetry

The Song of Wandering Aengus by W.B. YeatsI went out to the hazel wood,Because a fire was in my head,And cut and peeled a hazel wand,And hooked a berry to a thread;And when white moths were on the wing,And moth-like stars were flickering out,I dropped the berry in a streamAnd caught a little silver trout. … Read more

Celtic Month of Birch

In some mysterious way, woods have never seemed to me to be static things. In physical terms, I move through them; yet in metaphysical ones, they seem to move through me.— John FowlesThe daylight hours in the Northern Hemisphere slowly, almost imperceptibly, grow longer. But the Moon now fades, and we move towards Her dark … Read more

Happy New Year!

Take out, then take in Bad luck will begin. Take in, then take out Good luck comes about. As the most wonderful Priestess of Time , Waverly FitzGerald tells us, “Everything you do on this day has magical implications for the coming year. So don’t take anything out (not even the trash), and don’t lend … Read more

One Week Since Solstice

Blessings of the Triple Goddess © Mickie MuellerTriple Solstice Goddess (To the tune of We Three Kings,words by Lunaea Weatherstone,with her kind permission) Goddesses of Solstice are weBringers of the star and the treeMaiden, Mother, Crone uncoverWinter’s deep mystery… CHORUS:Oh…time of wisdom, time of sightTime of winter’s darkest nightGoddess hold me, love enfold meOpen me … Read more

Mother Night

This is the Eve of the Winter Solstice. This is the great celebration of Mother Night. As far as we know, our ancestors did not have atomic clocks or satellites to help them dissect Time to the nanosecond. Instead, they had to figure by their keen observation, by dead reckoning, by the plants and animals, … Read more