Bringing Race to the Table Panel, my experience of the Con changed. I immediately felt like I was holding a fragile balloon in my belly. From that point, through my own tears and those of the people in the audience as they spoke of their triggering, I struggled with the intricate balance of pain and faith in my community. What happened next in this community helped me to hold onto a vision that I believe in, that I need to believe in. [Read more...]
May we not escape, hide or detach from the world’s problems. May we use our clarity of mind and open hearts to find the strength to face injustices. May we use our minds, our bodies and our voices to help end collective suffering.
I was initially taught that magic was a candle, some incense, a clear intent, a pentacle disk and a stone or two on a nicely decorated altar. Today I know that my magic needs no tools, and often comes down to my will and my action. Adding the tools help to enhance my methods. The last five years have been a fight for my life and it was that magic that helped me to make it through. [Read more...]
One lesson that I have learned through my visits to incarcerated men is that an apology is not just a saying or a brief “I’m sorry” hastily given. An apology can be the very act that demonstrates to the recipient the true nature of the giver. [Read more...]
This year has been a game changer in the world of social justice, and change agents have been hard at work. I want to thank the people on this list for their tireless work. [Read more...]
The revelations that have been coming out the last few weeks, the ‘in your face’ reflections of prejudice and darkness, have supported feelings of isolation and sadness. But this shift with the rebirth of the sun, and the turning wheel, means that it is time to prepare for manifestation, time to embrace power. [Read more...]
As the flavor of smoke and crackling leaves fills the air around my home, I listen to the silence. Halloween is here. I am witch enough to enjoy the secular nature of the holiday; mageia enough to remember with sadness and awe what this time of the year means to many, myself included. This is a time of remembrance, sometimes with joy, occasionally with tears, but always with the knowledge that the ancestors who have bequeathed us blessings are nearest during this time. [Read more...]
In walking through this pain with my students — and in my own being — I remember that each day is a gift. Each day is a chance to make a choice to start over — to renew our spirits and align our power to a vision that we want in the world. My vision is a place of justice — a world that is safe and right for all people to thrive within it. It is the wish I whisper every morning, and the prayer I recite to the Gods every night. It is the vision that closes that 18-inch gap between my head and my heart; my insides and my outside; my emotion and my action; my past and my present. It is the future that I am envisioning, and the moment of rebirth that I am embracing.