My Spring Garden: A beginning
To be a green witch is to exist deep in the cycle of life that has existed since the beginning of time – a cycle of life, of death, and of eventual rebirth. No two rebirths will ever be the … Continued
To be a green witch is to exist deep in the cycle of life that has existed since the beginning of time – a cycle of life, of death, and of eventual rebirth. No two rebirths will ever be the … Continued
Happy March a few days late! March has such a different energy signature from what we’ve been experiencing over the last couple of months – really different than anything we even experienced throughout all of 2020. We’ve finally crossed the … Continued
Last night I was reading about the phenomena that is the shower orange. It is (somewhat surprisingly) exactly what you might imagine it to be – you bring an orange with you when you go to take a shower. For … Continued
Winter pesto is just what the doctor ordered!
Starting later today and going all the way through to the new moon on Thursday afternoon, our moon will have joined the other five planets (for the purposes of astrology we refer to the sun and moon as planets) in … Continued
Every January, my partner and I scurry-scurry off to the grocery store to buy pounds upon pounds of citrus fruits. We make nightly citrus-forward cocktails – Lemondrop martinis and whiskey sours – all the while joking that we must have … Continued
I’m not a Celtic witch but I visit St. Brigid’s Cemetery on the regular and the sun shines there brighter than anywhere else in town. Even when the rest of my walk is beautifully gray and dreary, at St. Brigid’s … Continued
Minx wanders into the woods looks for evergreens and finds more than she bargained for.
I’m thinking of my friend’s six-year-old daughter Clara today. Clara is young and multi-racial. She will also likely never remember a time when a black woman, like herself, was not Vice President of the United States. The thought of that … Continued
What even is time? I have spent this week deep in contemplation. I have laughed and I have cried. I have raged against what seems like the futility of it all. Or maybe it is just January? The ennui is … Continued