Flight of the New Moon

My ritual practices for closing out this year began on the Winter Solstice.  I find it no coincidence that on that very morning, nature as she often does, gifted me with a most magnificent and symbolic spectacle.  I was lying…

Update

It has been a while since I’ve posted, and I have been asked by friends and colleagues to update my progress.  Over the course of my treatment, I have been reluctant to share the private and intimate details of my…

Into the Shadows

As the great Mother shifts into her most beautiful expression of the Fall season we move through the sacred wheel and align our attention to West.  The west, as I have learned it, is the home to the bear.  The…

Silence Speaks

In my cozy bed of bird blankets, pillow pets and the most loyal and concerned boxer-pup draped at my restless feet, I am sipping on marshmallow root and liquorish tea, hoping the soothing elixir will expel the infection from my…

Magic Hands

I was unable to attend the fundraiser held on my behalf this past weekend.  This is a little note that I wrote for those people who attended that day.  Thank you to all of those who supported and practiced.  I…