Today I went outside. I was in need of something real. And what is more real than death. I was heading to the six ancient grave hills, when I saw this bird, this big black bird. It was not a buzzard, the most common bird of prey in this land, and it was too big […]Read more "The bunny and the big black bird"
I apologize for my recent absence. Last week I wrote about work troubles, and Friday last I tried to make amends, to put myself in right relationship with the ancestors and the spirits. This I intended to write about -, but then on Saturday my work contract was terminated about which I was informed though […]Read more "Making right: connecting to ancestors"
Tonight I lay down the fascinating but dense Fear: a Cultural History and start on the novel Wolf Hall by Hillary Mantel. The book, which focusses on Thomas Cromwell as a guide to Tudor court life, starts with a classic quote, as many good books do. I wish to share it here with you “There […]Read more "Vitruvius: place and the theatrics of life"
Easterly winds freeze my lips and break my skin. The snow forms no blanket, so no comfort is offered to my soul Spring came and went, making promises it could not keep. Nature, I love you not Here and now, I love you not.Read more "Nature, I love you not"
D stands for David Abram and why I have to buy his books. Here are some quotes taken from the article ‘Waking the Senses’ which you can find on The Alliance for Wild Ethics. In defence of sensory experience: Sensory experience, we might say, is the way our body binds its life to the other […]Read more "David Abram and the coming of spring"
This post is in part a response to P. Sufenas Virius Lupus´column on Patheos, named Seeing the Forest for the Ents. In it he argues that Pagans do not worship nature but the force within or behind it. Now, please read the following closely, I am not saying the writer is a nazi fundamentalist. I […]Read more "Nature and the nature of the Otherworld"
The day after Imbolc I ran (I run for sport) to my usual prayer spot. It is fairly close to where I love, a place popular among recreational walkers, geese and herons. The spot lies beside the river Leij, which used to be a tiny little stream, but a few years back they dug out […]Read more "Imbolc: the day my prayer site flooded"
I am a devout polytheist, and I do not know if the gods exist. We are the same religion, you and I; we both make offerings, we both love the old stories, and we should never let a foreign concept like “faith” come between us. Drew Jacob, quoted again, because he gave the perfect elevator […]Read more "I love nature for the gods do too."
Since I am behind in the Pagan Blog Project, this blog post will be about two B’s: bioregional knowledge and blueberries. In 1998 Chas Clifton proposed that Pagans and all who would practice a form of nature religion, should learn where we are on the earth, and that we should use our western science as […]Read more "B stands for bioregional knowledge (and blueberries!)"