My Lughnasadh Poetry Tradition
Each Lughnasadh, it’s my tradition to share this sublime Mary Oliver poem. Let the immeasurable come.
Let the unknowable touch the buckle of my spine.
Each Lughnasadh, it’s my tradition to share this sublime Mary Oliver poem. Let the immeasurable come.
Let the unknowable touch the buckle of my spine.
Since today is the astronomical mid-point between Summer Solstice and Autumn Equinox, I am encoring my favorite poem that suits Lughnasadh so well. Blessings.
Dark of the Moon New beginnings Dark of the Moon Plant a seed tonight Dark of the Moon What we envision Will come to be By the Full Moon’s light. Because I am busy cooking up some secret goodies you’ll be seeing soon, plus hitting a lick or two on my book, plus all the … Read more
Life is either a daring adventure or nothing at all. Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature. ~ Helen Keller I realize I haven’t spent as much time examining the ins and outs of the Houses this month. And that’s too bad, in a way, because the Ninth House is so … Read more
First let me say that I know I have been only vaguely present here since my retreat. Thank you for your patience, as I regroup and process my journeys. Anyway, as I often do on weekends, I’d planned to share some poetry with you today. Using my little magical gift of blogomancy, was it only … Read more
Blessed are the gifts of Mystery and Magic, I will walk the Old Path this day In perfect love and In perfect trust. With the end of 2010, we are coming to the end of our gratitude journey with the “blessed beads.” Today, we have arrived at the second to the last bead of my … Read more
What shakes the eye, but the invisible? – Theodore Roethke In this final chapter of The Artist’s Way, as her bon voyage gift to us, Julia offers a bouquet of ideas. When we begin to understand our creativity in terms of it being a sacred conversation between our Divinity and our human selves, she emphasizes … Read more
Most people die before they are fully born. Creativeness means to be born before one dies. – Erich Fromm First, thanks for your patience while I took a much-needed break over the Imbolc period. I know that I was, in some ways, not as available to you as usual, which may have been a bit … Read more
To accept the responsibility of being a child of God is to accept the best that life has to offer you. — Stella Terrill Mann More directly from Julia today. “There is a connection,” she writes, “between self-nurturing and self-respect. If I allow myself to be bullied and cowed by other peoples’ urges for me … Read more
Joy to the world The Light is born Peace on Earth, Good will to all. Goddess rest, ye merry Gentlefolk. May our hearts be merry and bright. Blessings of the Season, Love all ways, — Beth