I work for peace. As a Pagan magician I am involved with a number of private efforts to maintain peace in the world through magic, invocation and prayer.
I take refuge in the Mother.
My Pacific Northwest house is surrounded by a semi-urban forest. Every day I walk in my woods and breathe with the trees. This week I am breathing the death of trees. Fires rage all along the west coast.
Recently I spent a weekend in sitting practice with a women’s group. We invoked the Goddess in many forms, out of ourselves, into ourselves. We opened ourselves to whatever she would show us.
St. John’s wort, feverfew and comfrey: this trio of herbs of the sun blooms at St. John’s Day. The Feast of St. John on June 24 is the Christian version of the midsummer holiday that Pagans and magicians celebrate.
My coven met on Friday on Zoom for our Summer Solstice ritual. Because it was also Juneteenth I prepared a fifteen minute program for us to view and discuss…
I am overcoming the demon of self-hate by feeding it. The trigger was learning that a friend I like and admire has privately complained about me to other friends…
The pandemic has moved my spiritual life inside. I don’t just mean I’ve abandoned public spaces. I’m spending less time with external ritual and more time in solitary meditation.
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