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...]

Wrinkles in Space

The view looking Northward from near the flagpole at the top of the hill in Queen's Park in Glasgow.

Have you ever been to a place over and over again and then suddenly one day, you notice something that you never noticed before? This is one of a group of phenomena that my close friends and family chalk up to “dimension shift”. We say it half-jokingly, half-seriously, because there is a sense of mystery in suddenly noticing these previous invisible aspects of Place. [Read more...]


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