A San Francisco Girl Contemplates New York

Colorful New York

New York is an amazing place. I was born and raised in the San Francisco Bay Area, and I'll freely admit that I have something of a prejudice against anything on the East Coast of the US. In my mind I imagine that everyone and everything on the East Coast is a caricature of the worst stuff you see in TV and movies. I expect people in suits who are oblivious to their own privilege and the suffering of others and I expect the rest of the population to be kind of hard and unfriendly. What I've … [Read more...]

Some things I learned from blackberries

blackberries

  Green as glass White as snow Red as blood Black as coal What am I?-Traditional riddle "The Hermetic tradition defines three magical works: the black work of deathlessness and destruction; the white work of illumination and rebirth; and the red work of power over the earth. This ancient color triad...corresponds to the first three colors to be defined in human languages. But the next color to be defined in language is green, which is the complement to red as white is … [Read more...]

Finding Home

View of Mt Rainer from Anderson Island

Today was a fantastic day. I did two unusual things. The first was meeting my fellow Sense of Place author Rhyd Wildermuth for the first time. The second was buying clothes. More on the second in a moment. (Trust me, it's relevant.) Rhyd and I talked about a lot of things, but the thing that stayed on my mind as I left him and set off in search of new clothes was what we discussed about Seattle as a place that we both feel we can call "home".It's not that Seattle is the absolute most … [Read more...]

Can a human being be the spirit of a place?

My Marie Laveau altar for St. John's Eve

 Marie Laveau has been on my mind of late.  Ever since I went to Mardi Gras, actually, and visited her (reputed) tomb and left a token there among the offerings left by tourists and other pilgrims. I do that sort of thing fairly often, actually, usually at the grave sites of writers I admire. (William Faulkner and Eudora Welty both like bourbon). When I went back to New Orleans recently, I stayed in a hotel, the Inn on St. Ann, that according to legend was once run by Marie Laveau as a … [Read more...]

When People Don’t Want You In This Place

The Dahl Family. Image from http://www.seekerstemple.com/

Yesterday I read the story of High Priest Bertram Dahl's family and church in Beebe, Arkansas over at the Wild Hunt, and I was deeply moved. I don't read the Wild Hunt as often as maybe I should, and so I hadn't heard this family's tale before. I didn't know about the struggles they were having to settle in Beebe and provide the religious services that their community had asked them to bring to that town. I hadn't heard about how the mayor and other Christians in that town were blocking the new … [Read more...]

The Queen of Fair Elfland

American Elder

             True Thomas he took off his hat, And bowed him low down to his knee: “All hail, thou mighty Queen of Heaven! For your peer on earth I never did see.”“O no, O no, True Thomas,” she says, “That name does not belong to me; I am but the queen of fair Elfland, And I’m come here for to visit thee. A couple of weeks ago, I made some elder flower tincture. I have done this off … [Read more...]

Where They May Be Found: Cernunnos

Apparently, I took this photo.

I actually don't know where He's found, but I took a man hunting for him.Actually, how do you hunt a god?  You don't, really.  They hunt you.  Or maybe you hunt them as the hunted hunt the hunter, or haunt the hunter.I don't know much about Cernunnos.  Others do, and have some awfully good recommendations on how to find Him.  I've only seen him once, maybe twice.  It's strange to write about a god you don't know personally and tell others where he might be found.  Mayhaps even presum … [Read more...]


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