I’ve been working on building a regular gratitude practice. If you read my other blog, you may have seen what I wrote about it. When I first began this practice, I did it outside. But in the last few weeks, as the weather has turned colder and wetter, I’ve...
Friday night was my twentieth high school reunion. I found myself surprisingly nervous. I didn’t have any former bullies or old boyfriends in my class, but my whole identity in high school was theatre-theatre-theatre and my sole desire was to be the most famous...
There is no “should.” At least that’s what the more evolved people say. I opened my journey to Hekate this spring. She came in sweet and promised to be gentle. I knew She goes through our soul’s closets and drags out all of our ghosts. I also...
On my sixth birthday, I received my first journal. It was the last present I opened at my party, given to me by a little boy who lived down the street. It was squishy and said “DIARY” on it in colorful letters. The pages inside were pink, yellow, and...
Happy Friday, Beautiful Witches! I’m writing from Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. Tomorrow I’ll be giving talks on Brigid and the Morrigan at Labyrinth Walking, and on Wednesday I’ll be teaching a class on Tarot. If you’re in the area, join me!...
