All Hallows to Lunar Samhain. 2018.

image, Mama Bones by Tom Kuebler, at the IX International Celebration of Imaginitve Realism in Reading, PA Random things I’m thinking on the start of Lunar Samhain (starts today is one way to see it because the moon becomes last quarter today): The academic field of dom culture professionals–I acknowledge I am part—talks about the…

To Rest & Poetry, on the Winter Solstice

In Oregon the Breitenbush river is a color of steel-teal that exists no other place on the earth and this must be partly because of the non-negotiable trees.  It is easy to be grounded and feel at one in your place in a place like this.  It is easy to revere the miracle of dirt:…

Day of All Souls. Samhain Tide.

Death has been a primary teacher for me. This started when I was 20, that epic summer me and a bestie and a brother who’s now passed from drugs travelled an 11,000 mile circle around our country.  Two decades ago already. A week before that trip started, a young man my brother and I grew…

Lunar Samhain & Letting Go

Nothing teaches you the patience life requires better than life itself.  A basic axiom that even kicking and fighting each of us are tasked to learn: Letting go. That is the medicine I am finding myself practicing this week, as we enter the stillness of the lunar reset, the void chaos-rest space of the balsamic…

I went camping to soothe my soul: Thoughts, Final Harvest Moon

I walk a lot on empty beaches.  It helps me breathe from muscly places in my belly that otherwise I can’t feel because they’re so deep. So last Monday I guess it was,  walking along the roiled and wilen coast, beholding the brown and black and steel greys of Hurricane Maria’s deeps, there came this…

New Moon to Lunar Lammas, Healing the Feminine in 2017

Ahhhh, friends. What a year, no?  Our first moon cycle in 2017 inaugurated a man as the leader of our metaphoric house who bragged about the exploitation and objectification of the female body.  Our values supported this. The normalization of exploitation in this house is unacceptable. The female body.  The female body.  The female body….

Full Moon and Healing The Story of Culture

This full moon presents us with a reality highlight.  A shining on who we are in our most present, day to day, practical ways. Who we are is how we Be. Discernment can be tough when it comes to understanding what I mean.  Societal arousal is high.  The open, gaping wound of fear-driven, hate-talk projections…

Spring Equinox, on a Last Quarter Moon

Spring Equinox is today!! It is the Entryway into Season of Light. Entryway a word I use specifically, meaning Threshold Time, time of powerful pause, when two states exist side by side. At once we hold the Season of Dark’s end, right next to our Sacred entry to Spring. The winter is our dark night,…

Women’s Mysteries: Ovulation and The Active Imagination

Dualistic, or Self Verses Other, Thinking We got here to this beautiful earth handed down human from human, parent to parent, earth to foot to heart to head, and back again. We suffer a single wound through which all else arises and which, for centuries, has been largely misunderstood and thus continually misrepresented.  This wound…