Dying star, phoenix, what shall we call you? What will you respond to? You who dared to reach the unknowable. For the gods are not kind to those who seek to breach the boundaries placed on high. Humanity should know their place in this world, submit to rule and respect divine law. They are not…Read more Icarus Reborn
The Elders stand in a semi-circle within the sanctuary. The High Priestess and Shaman stand on either side of the portal and the Summoner in front of it. A storm is brewing in the north, for it is the sky gods who prepare the trials to come for the young initiate warrior. The air is…Read more Rite of Passage: Running with the Storm
I'm once again in the process of reassessing the past. Recent events have prompted me to scrutinise a piece I wrote some time ago. It was a meditation I performed before travelling to a workshop in April of this year. The theme of the weekend was one aspect of the Arthurian cycle facilitated by the Silent…Read more Road to Somewhere: The Fool’s Journey
Where the light shimmers is where I will find you. Where earth meets sky is where you will be. Where Light rejoices is where you will find me. The priestess uttered her prayer, hands raised in supplication. She stood at a place of transition. The meeting point of the conscious and subconscious. The meeting point…Read more Where the Light Shimmers
Grief has usually been allied with death but it encompasses so much more. Throughout our lives grief makes its presence known through all the great and small acts of loss we suffer, be it loss of good health, the death of a pet, redundancy, loss of friendships, loss of favourite keepsakes. Each loss…Read more Grief and Loss: Initiatory Journeys
How many grains of sand does it hold White Rabbit? The hourglass. You know but can't tell me. Well, how do I respond to that? Not with a rash outburst of annoyance. I peer at the hourglass and notice that there isn't any sand in it but something else. How strange. As is the unlit…Read more How many grains of sand does it hold?
Another year and another opportunity for clearing out the drawers and cupboards of our inner and outer selves. This spurt of energy has crept up on me dear readers; need a strong cuppa to calm me down. As I write this post sitting at the kitchen table today, the scene outside is bright, sunny and…Read more Ancient Sites and Thresholds
I can see the whole universe from down here. Looks pretty big. A million points of light stretching into infinity. Where does it end? In the rabbit hole methinks. If you don’t like that image, think of it as a wormhole Alice. I’ve never seen the edge of the Universe, only glimpsed it in my dreams.…Read more The Moon Looks Bright Tonight Alice