Adventures in Wortcunning: Of Plantain and Spider Bites

Large spiders eat crickets in the garden.

“Mom, what is this – a spider bite?” Two little punctures punctuated by tiny spots of blood. An inch or so down the arm, there was another pair…. [Read more...]

Adventures in Wortcunning: The Mind-Manifesting Morning Glory

a morning glory bloom

I had heard about Morning Glory for years. Whispers and rumors ran throughout the circles of my Pagan and back-to-nature friends that the seeds of this garden plant could take you places … outta this world. [Read more...]

Adventures in Wortcunning: Smelling Roses

'Betty Boop' Rose

The oldest roses are still available today. Rosa gallica, called the ‘Apothecary Rose’ was the type mentioned by Greek historians and used in dark age monastery gardens and found too in medieval physic gardens. This is the type most used for the fragrance of their essential oils and in healing preparations at the time. And today, when the roses bloom in Bulgaria, armies of old women go to the fields picking 250 lbs of petals to distill for each single ounce of essential oil. [Read more...]

The Witches Next Door: A Witch in Australia

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Phoenix is in the Land Down Under (cue Men at Work ear worm). She is one of the Reclaiming teachers at this year’s CloudCatcher Witchcamp. The site for witch camp rests in the shadow of the imposing Mount Warning volcanic caldera, or as it would be known to the Bundjalung people, Wollumbin. This is Phoenix’s first trip to Australia and her first adventure out of the US by herself, and that brings up a whole set of fears and apprehensions for our intrepid Pagan Priestess. [Read more...]

Adventures in Wortcunning: Ceanothus, an American Fairy Bush

Photo by the Author

It began with me, barefoot on a lawn in the suburbs of California’s Central Valley. It was summer, and therefore, redundantly, hot. I wore little besides, well, a diaper actually. From all accounts it was a happy day, but what I remember is the grass. Between my toes and in my chubby hands: then grab, yank, and in the mouth, much to Mom’s alarm. As natural to me as falling down a rabbit hole…. [Read more...]

Alone In Her Presence: The Goddess Is In The Dirt

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For years, I heard the Christian expression to ‘lean on God’ in times of struggle, strife, and turmoil. But for many, and for centuries, that God isn’t or wasn’t an option. What if there was another option? What if we leaned on Earth and instead of the cup of salvation that Christianity offers, we sought to nurture the healing vessel of a Earth Mother? [Read more...]

Alone In Her Presence: Earth’s Saving Message

© 2014 Norm Halm

As I lean into the invitation of Earth’s promise to renew, there is a certainty that now is the hour to commit to Earth with a saving message. I choose to enter covenant with Earth as Mother Goddess and nurture her as the life giver. [Read more...]


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