Dear Friends, Breath Offering

Well, after over an hour trying to link GSuite, the platform I use for video, to WordPress, with no luck, I uploaded today’s Imbolc Guided Breath Offering to the Wild Women Wisdom Facebook page. Maybe it’s the Void of Course, maybe it’s the stagnancy of stalled Quickening of Merc in Retro, for sure it’s my…

Shadow Work and Devotion. At Lunar Imbolc.

Devotion. It’s a wrought word, full with personal associations, and so I write it tenderly, for any and all that have been injured by traditions that forced or coerced dogma and rigidity, those direct or indirect punches to the developing, authentic soul. I know about those hits, personally, both from family and culture. I was…

Happy Traditional to Lunar Imbolc: Letting the Tide move you.

Happy traditional Imbolc, friends. I woke up today with a mist in my heart, the kind only satiated by the reliable rhythm languages, the silences and flurries of Mama Earth. It felt like longing, and when I leaned into the feeling I saw myself on a drive around the Tall Pines, this Place where I…

Small song of incantation, Dreaming Moon

These are mighty mighty times, dear friends. If you have your feet on the street you knew this day would come. Shout Black Feminists 12-13 Twitter underground. Dear birds singing song of change. Riot grl coming through me to write me a thesis to get me here, to follow through with my head and boots…