notes from a pilgrim

The Good, The Grim, and The Wild: Reaping & Making at the Autumn Equinox

The Good, The Grim, and The Wild: Reaping & Making at the Autumn Equinox

Welcome, sacred and soulful time. Embrace us, holy moment of temperance. Twist us, dark and light. Bury us wholly beneath shadow and soul. Tear us in two between what was and what will be. We are eager to atone. We are prepared to reconcile and […]

quickening in the dark

quickening in the dark

Sleet taps the windows like a hundred hungry children as wind whips the house with a howl. The dead of winter is not dead at all, but alive and thrashing with an unholy chill. Change is coming, but it may not be spring, not the […]


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