Calling the Fay and Scaring the Monsters

My son, about age 10, dressed as a Pict-sie. No teenaged dignity was harmed in the posting of this photograph.

Meanwhile, down at the child care area set aside to keep the kiddies away from all of the bawdy adult fun, my son looked around at the other children and said, “You realize, this is just a distraction.” [Read more...]

The Queen of Fair Elfland

American Elder

Now, I think I could make a good case that New Orleans and Faerie are not that different in some respects. They are both beautiful and a bit, well, sketchy; full of glamorie, charming and occasionally unseelie inhabitants, and very good musicians. They both exist on their own terms, with an independent sense of the passage of time and a peculiar etiquette. Really the biggest difference is that if you go to New Orleans, you definitely want to eat the food. [Read more...]

The Witchcraft of Place

pokeweed

Every so often, I teach a workshop I call “Ditch Witch: Magical Uses of Common Roadside Plants”…Nearly everything I could possibly need, magically speaking, is within a mile of where I am sitting right now. I live in a treasure trove built partly of ecology and partly of culture; both the vibrant, complex, living ecosystems of the Southeast, and the slow-built web of knowledge that ties the people to the land. [Read more...]

Disenchantment, Enclosure, And ‘The Burning Times’

hans glaser

Capitalism is responsible for our ancestral trauma, our alienation from the land, and the greatest targeted killing of women ever known in Europe. [Read more...]

What We Built From Ruins (Part Two)

Berlin Raben

As the oil ran out and the waters got poisoned, what kind of world did we create? What did we Pagans help build from the ruins? (Part Two) [Read more...]

Do The Gods Care About Money?

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As an animist, I struggle to find my place among modern paganism. My concept of gods and their relationship to humanity is just one of the many issues that often separates me from my fellows. [Read more...]

Creating a Place-Based Practice

my Little Bigs at Pedernales Falls

On the second dark moon of January, a group of 9 gathered in my front garden. We sought uncharted territory; in fact, were willing to risk vulnerability to find it. There, in my front garden that night, was the first meeting of an advanced working group committed to discovering the Place specific spirituality of Central Texas. [Read more...]


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