Sandpaper and Tingchas

It as only a few weeks ago I was waiting for Spring and reminding myself I believe and trust in cycles. Spring was taking its sweet time. It seems it came and went in a flash, a couple of days at best and then full on heat of summer. The heat of August came in […]

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House for Rent in the Bardo: River View

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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Waiting for Spring

I’m still waiting for Spring.  I’m waiting for that thing Spring does where it begins to warm the soil (me) and slowly cracks the seed open (again me). The seed cracks and the tender green shoot slowly pushes up towards the sunlight. Breaks through the earth’s crust and reaches to the light and grows and […]

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The Apple Orchard

At long last, at least here in Chicago, I feel like it’s safe to say that Spring has arrived. We had a mild winter, but a long one, and one that seemed to drag on without those our breaks of a day or two shocking warmth in the middle of February to serve as a […]

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The forge and the broom

It’s been an eye opening couple of months. A couple of experiences really stand out. 1) I am lucky enough to be part of a group that for the last year or two that has been discussing and looking at ways to work to dismantle racism in our respective environments. I have learned so much […]

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The Promise Asked: Remember Me?

  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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Prepare Myself

There is so much. There is so much going on in so many places. In the world. In the country. In my state. In my city. In my life. In the lives of my friends and family. I am searching. Wondering what do I do now? What am I called to do? What is the […]

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A Samhain Stroll

“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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