Gratitude for the Gifts of Summer

Blessed is the gift of the Summertime, just now departed… Hot, Sticky sweet, Humming and buzzing with life And the ripening… Summer love. Summer breezes. Summer nights. Summer vacation. Peaches.  Flip-flops.  Beaches.  Fat, red tomatoes.  Hummingbirds. What are you most grateful for when summer comes? Has summer changed for you over the years? For instance … Read more

In Gratitude for Springtime

Blessed Mother Goddess, Queen of Heaven, She of Ten Thousand Names. Star Goddess. Mama Gaia. My Lady of the Green Wood. Brighid. Danu. Hecate. Minerva. Kuan Yin. Yemaya. I give thanks and praises to you this day for your presence in my life and my heart. I give thanks for your many gifts to us… … Read more

Blessed Mother Goddess, Queen of Heaven

Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear.  Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness. — Jalal ad-Din Rumi Holding the beginning bead, in this case, my bisque Goddess image given to me long ago by Susan Baylies, I breathe. Find stillness. Begin. “Blessed Mother Goddess, Queen of … Read more

Serenity and Gratitude

Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity. It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend. Gratitude makes sense of our past, brings peace for today, and … Read more

Walking With the Ancestors

We can only be said to be alive in those moments when our hearts are conscious of our treasures. — Thornton Wilder With this week’s New Moon that follows the celebration of the First Harvest, we now transition into the Fall quarter of the year. “Fall?!?” you say. I know, I know. Here in North … Read more

The Journey Ends. The Journey Begins.

A painting is never finished — it simply stops in interesting places. — Paul Gardner Today, we bid goodbye to the work begun at Imbolc, 2009, working our way through The Artist’s Way.  I leave you with some final thoughts. First, as we have admitted by now that we are recovering artists, we are urged … Read more

Blessings of Winter

The Shortest Day by Susan Cooper (author of The Dark is Rising) And so the Shortest Day came and the year died And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white world Came people singing, dancing, To drive the dark away. They lighted candles in the winter trees; They hung their homes with evergreen; They burned … Read more