A Merry Dance

I walked a while this night just past down in the woodland glade. And there I met a wee smallĀ  chap whose spirit did pervade, the tall tree boughs and daintiest of flowers, And the subtle hues of shade and visceral, crafted power. Of such subtlety and mirth, he surely knew his own true worth….

Structure of the Soul; Our Purpose and Design

Life is eventful. It’s marked with milestones, highs, lows and everything in between. It seems all too common now that so many of us fight silent inner conflicts with stress, anxiety, low mood, ill health, lethargy and lack of focus. We are living in a mixed up world that no longer seems to cultivate open…

Samhain: The Air of Magic

I love this time of year. It is so intense, vibrant and full of raw power. Everything is shifting and changing. There is so much activity surrounding us as life is preparing for change. The light has begun to fade incrementally since mid-June; subtle and secretive. Yet here at this end do we now begin…

Lammas Tide

High Summer. The time of vigorous growth and eruption of life has begun to slow and the days are feeling hazy. The sun still rides high above the clouds and yet the days do not linger beyond the grasp of night any longer; the zenith of the sun traversing the sky has reached its peak….

Besoms & Brooms

Besoms and broomsticks. I love them; their iconic, symbolic nature shrouded in age old belief and superstition. Those seemingly ordinary, everyday household items tucked away in a cupboard somewhere. Something that most of us posses. Yet, the archetypal image conjured up when thinking of a witch is the image of a witch riding upon a…

This thing called Witchcraft

Even in todays society there remains a stigma associated with such bold words and phrases as Witch, Practitioner of the Craft, Witchcraft and even Druid. But exactly what does it mean to refer to oneself as a Witch? Is it necessary to limit ourselves to one category? And what if we feel a calling but…

Urban Paradise

Some may say I am filled with life, but here I cannot breath. Some may say how bright I am, how very cosmopolitan and chic. Some may say I am vibrant, radiant and pulsing with a rhythm all my own. But here I cannot stretch forth my reach and here I cannot dance amidst the…