November 28, 2018 / Laurie Dietrich / 5 Comments / Uncategorized
Writers have a blind spot. We depend too much on words. Memory: I am standing with my back to the front door. I am standing between the person I am in love with, and the way out. The person I am in love with wants out. I am convinced that, if I can just find the […]
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October 31, 2018 / Laurie Dietrich / 1 Comment / Uncategorized
Sometimes, comfort isn’t comforting. Sometimes, I can’t hear you when you tell me everything will be all right. Sometimes, when you offer comfort, I feel unseen. Unseen in my rage, despair, grief. Or that you want me to pretend that my rage, despair, grief, are like good-but-grumpy cats that can be distracted with a saucer […]
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August 22, 2018 / Laurie Dietrich / 1 Comment / Uncategorized
I am moving, from one house to another. Something I did very frequently as a child and young adult, then about every five years in my 30’s and 40’s. Every time I say I’m never doing this again. Making that promise to myself, a promise I know I will not keep, has become a ritual. […]
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June 13, 2018 / Laurie Dietrich / 5 Comments / Uncategorized
I’m moving, again. And so I’m thinking about bardo states. Bardo is a Tibetan word that literally translates as the interval between two things. It is traditionally associated with the space between death and rebirth. While most people agree that moving (what my Brit friends call “moving house” or, sometimes, “moving home”) is stressful, I’m not trying […]
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April 4, 2018 / Laurie Dietrich / Make A Comment / Uncategorized
This is an invitation. Some of the members of the Expanding Inward community – new and old – came together a few weeks ago and we did some of the most potent magic there is. We shared. Our support. Our respect. Our time. Our energy. Our ideas. Our knowledge. We looked at old patterns and […]
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January 24, 2018 / Laurie Dietrich / 10 Comments / Uncategorized
The witch has been created by the land to act for it. – Peter Grey/Rewilding Witchcraft Ten years ago, on sacred land, in space made sacred by intention and community, I made a promise. To myself. To those assembled. To the gods. To My Lady. Promises like that don’t get made, […]
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November 1, 2017 / Laurie Dietrich / 7 Comments / Uncategorized
“The veil is thin,” I tell Her and She laughs and laughs. “A veil is always thin,” She tells me. “Words matter. A veil is thin by design. Notice you don’t say curtain.” “And even veil – that word – is a kindness,” She goes on. “Kinder than, more substantial than breath. Which is the true […]
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July 12, 2017 / Laurie Dietrich / 2 Comments / Uncategorized
I’m lost again. OK, maybe not lost. I know where I am. I’m here. What I don’t know is where I am going. (It’s interesting that that’s what lost means to me: ignorance about something that hasn’t happened yet. How could I know the end at the beginning? But I really, really want to […]
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May 31, 2017 / Laurie Dietrich / Make A Comment / Uncategorized
She Manifests. She swells. Burgeons. Opens. Brings forth. She is not so much labor as the result of it. The fruit. The fruition. The wide, wobbling balance point between ripe and over-ripe, between sweetness and cloying. The stretched-smooth curve of the peach before the skin starts to split. She is covered in the filth of […]
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March 8, 2017 / Laurie Dietrich / 2 Comments / Uncategorized
I am a Priestess. In the tradition I was trained in, that word says nothing about my gender, apparent or identified. It doesn’t assure you of my history, my education, my status or my authority. It doesn’t necessarily imply religion, and while it strongly implies spirituality, it doesn’t actually promise that, either. Priestess, in my […]
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