Samhain and Remembrance

Poppies in the sunset on Lake Geneva

The Pagan festivals are less about a single day when we reflect on or celebrate a particular aspect of the cycle of life, death, and rebirth, and more about the the high watermark of the ebb and flow of a tide of energy. But the season of remembrance is not at an end. The tide of Samhain ebbs until it rises again as the tide of rebirth at Yule. And on the way to the turning of the tide, there is Remembrance Day on 11th November. I don’t know how many Pagans actually do ritual for 11th November, but I am sure many of us will be wearing poppies – red, white, or mauve, or all three. [Read more...]

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Ancestor Work: It’s Not Always About “Honoring”

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Ancestor work is not always about remembering the positive. Sometimes, it can be about demanding justice, making reparations, or healing wounds. [Read more...]

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Storytime: Wayland’s Tale

Once there was a god who wanted to try his luck as a man. It happens now and again, and there’s always a story to come of it. [Read more...]

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The Thirteen Vanic Virtues

Freya, by Igor Alexis Osorio Solis

The Vanir have their own set of virtues… [Read more...]

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Art, Agriculture, and Ancestors

Too Much Pig, artist: Brian Sobaski

Each year in October we move as pilgrims through the rural landscape, stopping at each station to read, consider, pause, interact, take pictures, try the food. [Read more...]

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Beloved dead

Battenberg cake

Why so few memories of my grandpa? Because my parents grew up in the Exclusive Brethren, and left that group in 1976. This meant that my grandparents were forbidden to have any contact with us after we had left. I only found out by accident in 1996 that my grandpa had died. I wonder what he would have thought of this blogpost. [Read more...]

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Joy at the Breakfast Table

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Maybe this is the best we can do for each other, ever: to keep a little space clear in all our relations to allow family, friends, colleagues, to be and become themselves. [Read more...]

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