Happy Birthday to My First Book (…so far!)
For those of you who don’t know, besides my dedication to the Tarot, another form of the magick I weave in the world is as a life-long Deadhead.
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A Last Minute Post for March 17, Or Consider It an Early Post for Wordless Wednesday
Even if the parades are cancelled, and you must self-isolate, our courage and joy need not be lost. Here’s proof from the lands of my ancestors.
(Nearly) Wordless Wednesday: July 3, 2015
John found a photo series, documenting the “Fare Thee Well” concerts at Soldier Field, 2015, shot by Chicago Tribune photographer, Zbigniew Bzdak.
Remembering Our America Today
Thinking about our nation today with a somber heart that has not weighed so heavily upon me since Vietnam. Still I pray, may freedom still ring.
Wake Up to Find Out that You Are the Eyes of the World
It’s been a difficult week for so many, with sobering challenges every time we look around. So here is a video to help us remember to witness for joy.
Words for Wednesday: A Magical Working for Awareness, Beauty, and Healing
A number of us are singing the Gayatri Mantra every day at 10am, whatever your local time, to create a global wave of healing and devotion. Join us?
Wordless Wednesday: Never Forget We Are All a Wee Bit Fae
The human world is so full of noise and strife. Take a Wordless Wednesday break to awaken your own ancient Faery heart, that longs for sweeter joys.
Because.
Thanks to so many who’ve already shared this. I just had to pay it forward on my blog today. Because, because, because. Love.
Sunday Inspiration: Love Song for the Earth
Every Day is Sacred And on this day, I invite you to take an active stand, regarding global climate change. Check out this new music video. It will take a couple of clicks to get there, because it hasn’t been widely released yet, so it’s not yet available for embedded sharing. Love Song for the … Read more
Twenty Years Gone
Ripple Lyrics: Robert Hunter Music: Jerry Garcia If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine And my tunes were played on the harp unstrung Would you hear my voice come through the music? Would you hold it near, as it were your own? It’s a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken Perhaps they’re better … Read more