Remembering the never born: claiming a sibling as an Ancestor

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I claim my never-born sibling as an Ancestor, because hir death fundamentally shaped my life. And so, this Samhain, I will be inviting my spirit child sibling to come and share the evening with me, as a member of my family of Mighty Dead, Beloved Dead and Ancestors. [Read more...]

The Holt

Land's edge in Lincoln Park, San Francisco

Lincoln Park was our Holt, like the original home of the forest elves in Elfquest. Whitewolf’s mother was a witch, and my first introduction to the living practice of neo-Paganism was in my interactions with these teenage “elven” friends of mine. It was a blend of fantasy and reality, where we earnestly looked for the places where the world of stories seeped into our plane of reality. [Read more...]

Scent is a magic carpet

Mischa and his enormous nose, when he was just a few months old.

As Marcel Proust found, our sense of smell is directly linked to memory, and a simple scent can take us to a very different place and time. [Read more...]

Memories of place, held on the tongue

Cleobury Mortimer in the valley below Titterstone Clee on a sunny, clear day

A bedtime drink brings back a flood of memories from childhood holidays in Shropshire. [Read more...]


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