End of the year thoughts

2020 is at its end. Normally, I’m a little nostalgic and almost sad to see a year pass. But this year’s fetid pile of stinking trash of a year is different. I am certainly glad to see it die. I wish I could send it off in a louder, more explosive bang, like standing at...

Slán, 2020

Slán is the Irish word for Good-bye. The moon is 0% illumination, and for me, that means it is the dark moon. The dark moon is a good time for rest and reflection. I like to think of it as the calm, still water before a pebble is thrown that causes ripples, but you can...

Meditation musings

I'm sitting, listening to some wind chimes, though I don't think it's mine I hear. There are some crows, letting everyone know they are there, and that something might be up. Food, perhaps, or a cat. I can hear the wind too, and not just from the chimes, but that soft whistling sound. I smell...

Internal Sacred Space

I have anxiety and have panic attacks. Terrible anxiety at times- so bad that at least once I’ve ended up going to the emergency room with panic so bad I thought I was having a heart attack. I was prescribed Ativan at the time, and while a very nice calming drug, I’m also aware of...

Checking in with yourself

Between quarantine, and having kids home, and now summer "vacation", I've been thinking about my daily routine, and how it's been a struggle to maintain, or revamp in the past few months. Routine is important- it affects your mental health, your emotional well-being, as well as increases your performance and energy.  It gives us needed...

The Morrigan’s Call retreat, reflections of Weekend 2

It took a bit of time for me to process everything on weekend 2, mainly because I was also processing my own workshops. Overall, I was satisified with how I did and what I presented. It was never intended for online, of course, at least not the fire scrying workshop. I made do though- luckily...

The Morrigan’s Call retreat 2020- Reflections of weekend 1

First, let's get t out of the way. I am terrible at blog writing. I'm trying to improve...aka, I need to remember to actually post. I've probably said that before. I'm going to try not to say it again, and instead...post more. For the past few two years, I attended the Morrigan's Call retreat. I...

January’s Dark Moon offering

January's dark moon offering was inspired by Badb and the Washer at the Ford. I tried to keep it simple, having some fun with the water and the grass, though the main focus is the blood from the garments washed. Someday I think I'd like to redo this one, once I learn how to capture...

December’s Dark Moon

I realized I hadn't posted any of the dark moon pieces between November and February. I could've sworn I did! So December's piece was simple- a dark feather on green grass. Entitled Omen, I was thinking of the Morrgian's peace poem- specifically the line Earth below Sky, and during my meditations, I saw this feather....

Dark Moon February

I completely forgot to update for February's dark moon- I've been super busy and I swear, the dark moon just crept up on me. My kids were also home that week for vacation and I lose any sense of time during kid vacations. In preparation for Morrigan's Call retreat, I was helping plan the activities...