2022-08-26T15:51:50-07:00

I recently learned how to take a picture of the moon with my phone. It’s a small thing, a small ritual. A moment of focus on the shape of waning and waxing, and the brief stops in arrival and loss. I follow them all. I honor the cycles and shifts, the early morning, late night, midday movement that happens no matter what we do. No matter how much we notice. Or not. No matter how much we celebrate or grieve.... Read more

2022-08-20T05:15:46-07:00

A few weeks ago, I wrote about the need for love spells. I wanted to talk about why they’re essential in a not-so-soft world. We need desire and hope and longing. Connection. So I’m going to talk more about love spells because…why the heck not? One thing I didn’t talk about in that blog was consent. Because if there is a presentation on love spells, it’s going to include a chat about consent. Many of us have seen the scene... Read more

2022-08-12T11:30:08-07:00

It takes a lot to pay close attention today. With the buzz of media and constant input from humans, there are very few spaces of quiet. Even now, as you are sitting down to read, stop and look around at what calls for your attention. The outside? Your inside? The great noise of the past? The sharp inhale of the future? While it is celebrated to have your attention split and held in various directions, it can also be exhausting... Read more

2022-07-30T12:14:21-07:00

I am not the best at keeping up with book reviews. I got on a roll with writing, so I went with that and got A LOT done. More on that when I know more about publication dates and the such. But this is not about me, this is about the books I was given to review. Midlife Magic: The Journey of Jo Ann Richards by Jo Ann Richards I’ve known Jo Ann for a bit (2012? 2013?) and I... Read more

2022-07-29T14:00:59-07:00

A few weeks ago, I got to talk about love spells. In the world we’re in, love spells seem to be the last thing to think about or to ponder or to plan. After all, there are *most important* things. (Right?) I disagree. I want to return to love all the time. In every way. I want to conjure and call in something that smells like beauty — and hope. The thing that reminds me of longing, desire, and the... Read more

2022-07-15T10:34:06-07:00

My life needs a bit more ritual. Sometimes, it feels like a room I haven’t cleaned up in a while. I look around and I know where things are to function, but I also know that if I organized a bit, threw a few things away, and/or rearranged the furniture, I would feel less overwhelmed. In the quiet spaces of my morning walks, I have heard the message: clear away the duff and you’ll have more space for what is... Read more

2022-07-08T09:24:05-07:00

Sadly, I tested positive for COVID this week*, but even more upsetting (?) was the amount of time I spent looking up a clear definition of ‘rest.’ All of the articles about taking care of myself (something I have written about extensively) said to get enough sleep to recover well. They talked about eating well and drinking water and moving around every few hours. And they said to rest. And I realized I don’t know what that means – to... Read more

2022-07-01T11:32:15-07:00

This question has been rattling around in my head for a while: am I living what I’m leading? I don’t ask this question of myself because I want to be perfect, nor do I expect to be perfect, but I ask because it’s important. Because I am often in leadership roles. Because I know people look to me. Because I know I have some sort of (weird) influence. This is a question for self-reflection and self-examination. Not criticism or flagellation.... Read more

2022-06-21T15:04:12-07:00

I am lucky to get to do magick in person this year. (I am also a human with a touch of hypervigilance and social awkwardness who has quit smoking so I don’t have that to fall back on.) You might not resonate with my particular situation, but I imagine being with people and in magickal spaces might be bringing up some feelings for some folks. It’s been a minute for a lot of us. And people are a lot sometimes,... Read more

2022-06-21T15:04:42-07:00

I remember the paper on my beloved’s bedroom wall: The Promise of a Sacred Witness. (Or How to be a Sacred Witness. Something like that.) I remember how she embodied this in so many moments and how I wished the same for myself. I wish to witness the world, the beings, and the in-between. To hold these moments as sacred, even as they appear mundane and ordinary. The more I can witness, the more I take in and know and... Read more


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