Summer Solstice & Alchemy

  And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecate’s team, From the presence of the sun, Following darkness like a dream, Now are frolic: —  Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream, 5.1.373-377 Oberon And Titania by Arthur Rackham To me, the oddest part about the sabbat(h) or holy day of Summer Solstice is that…

Women’s Mysteries: New Moon, before Fall. Roots.

I cried when Jon sang the words to the Traveling Song. Just his voice, the snap-sounds of fire, the circle of ocean below us in a constant shhhhhushhhh.   One of those times noise actually makes you feel quiet.  That’s how big it was, the silence in the night. While you are away    from…

Meditations on Summer Solstice

There is something so primitive about summer.  It makes me want to curl in to the earth and let the land grow right through me. Summer yearns in my body so fantastic, a pace of blood that is almost breathable it’s so alive.  Opposite that, I experience early summer in a way that feels base,…