Unexpected Shadow work, and the Quiet Appraisal of the Smith
Before I relay what transpires here, let me start by saying that I tend to regard with some cynicism any ‘love and light’ story of people’s personal encounters with Deity. I realize that everyone’s...
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Creek bottom land in early spring
I visited my parents home for Easter, and took a walk in the afternoon in my family’s woods and the surrounding lowland. This is where I grew up – ridges and small hills, creeks and flooded bottoms. I...
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Prairie’s Edge at Twilight, Spring – Last night of Waning Moon.
The sun had just dipped below the horizon by the time I was able to leave the house and walk down to M. park. I had forgotten how much I love the hours of twilight – had forgotten that back when I was...
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Spirit Bottle: Great Mullein
I finally finished my first Spirit Bottle! The soil that I gathered on my most recent walk in my local park was the last piece I needed to complete it. I wanted to make a Spirit Bottle in honor of...
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May Tide is Upon Us
And so I have decked my altar with violets and Wild geranium, sprung from the greened and vibrant earth. The day is cloud-scattered storms, and the air is scented of luminous Green. Hail and Welcome to...
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Burial of Tools of Art
A few months ago I broke one of my files at work. I wasn’t using it any different than I normally do, and under only a little pressure it snapped in my hand. This was one of my named files; one I used...
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Images of Primal Power: The Horse-Head and Horse Skull
(This began as a ramble from my Tumblr a while back, but I thought I’d post it here, too – mostly so I would know where I put it but also because some of you, dear readers, may find inspiration in my...
View ArticleThe Barghest (Or, A Tale of Spirit Contact and its Finish)
This business concluded last winter, sometime after Yule, and had been going on intermittently for a couple of years before that. So, my reconstruction of the timeline probably won’t be exact. Even so,...
View ArticleConsecration of the Show-Stone
Yesterday, during the first full moon of the year, I finally consecrated a small crystal ball that I’ve had for years, dedicating it formally to the Divinatory arts. It only took a few minutes, and I...
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To the Old One I Returned
There is a Persimmon tree that grows at the point of the ridge on my families land. An American Persimmon (Diosporos virginiana) gnarled and old, the largest one, in fact, that I have ever seen. You...
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