Prayer, to Mokosh Who is Also Death Wolf At Mutating Door

It never ceases to amaze me, I am awakened the night before last to the whir of my own stressors but watched from afar, not all the way connected, knowing I wasn’t awakened by my whir knowing there was a slam-fit hit to my solar plexus space, and like that I meandered through the day….

Dark to New Moon, last tide of Winter, & Grief

It is dark moon dear friends~may this post shine light in your personal and our collective dark We are ending Imbolc tide of mid-winter, the seeds of the Harvest nestled deep and stirring awake now in the nutritive yum of the womb of the year. Overnight tomorrow into Sunday Mama Moon moves from peak dark…

Lunar Imbolc to traditional Imbolc, 2020

Happiest mid-Winter, friends. It is lunar Imbolc and we are blanketed both by the sweet velvet dark right now of mama Luna’s balsamic, or dark phase and mama Nature’s hibernation season of Winter.  Balsamic or dark moon is the final stage of the moon’s 8 phases.  It is the metaphoric PMS of the month, when…