Reflection

When the flakes of snow were falling like feathers from the sky, a queen sat at a window sewing, and …

Ereshkigal, the forgotten one

And so it was that Ereshkigal was forgotten. Ereshkigal, Queen of the Underworld, daughter of Nammu, the Sea Goddess. Born …

Cinderella in Spring, 1967

Walking through the field on your way home from school. The path leads through naked brush along the farthest edge …

Hylde-mođer (Elder Mother)

Holding My tender silver reaching roots in winter cradle death. Moulding, mourning, moving back. Icy winds whirl around my naked …

Solstice Rising

In the deep peace and stillness of a winter’s morning, The sun rises and we are born again.

Goldenrod Grandmother

Solidago sway and sing of summer’s ending. Life transcending. Gilded golden on the wing. Goldenrod Grandmother, where are you now? It …

Old Nettle Woman

Old Nettle Woman finds me. She comes to me in my deepest sleep. She fills me with chlorophyll dreaming. She …

Crone Mother at Calan Gaeaf

Now Winter is calling her. The Western Gates are open, And once again she stands in liminal space. Not spinning, …

Ostara playlist

A poem crafted from the titles of the songs on my Ostara playlist.   It’s mostly about the language of …

Softly settling

There is a place within, Where faded thoughts Of loves lost and pain gained Rest in quiet settling. And there …

Mabon balance meditation

The Autumnal Equinox is a time of liminal space. Where I live in Canada, it is the end of a …

For Artemis

I noticed that your hand was trembling last night when I held it in circle. And it seemed to me …

Eclipsing

The milkweed pod splits in my hands. And silky white seed tails scatter through my fingers and across the meadow. …

Crone Mother at Calan Mai

Now Summer is calling her. And she is leaning into that liminal space. Not spinning, not weaving, not wondering. Standing …

Six crows swirling

Six crows swirling. Seven songs. The meaning is in the movement. Eight brings me to the double balance. And I …

Invoking air

We are wings; We are feathers; We are feathered earrings; We are arrows. We drink the air, we taste the …

Snowflake meditation

Imagine you find yourself on the coldest night of winter suddenly floating free from your warm bed. You are a …