Last weekend, I was present for a Gardnerian initiation. And hoo boy, did that bring back some feelings. Read more
Last weekend, I was present for a Gardnerian initiation. And hoo boy, did that bring back some feelings. Read more
I understand why people dislike the term “Baby Witch," but it just doesn’t bug me. I find it endearing. It makes me think of Kiki’s Delivery Service. Read more
If Pagans whose genders fall left of center want to squish ourselves into archetypical boxes, we're going to have to invent our own. Which I just did. Read more
The Imbolc season brings back warm memories of my initiation, my High Priestess, and an Underworld God who pursued a career in otolaryngology. Read more
The only thing worse than being a bush-league prophet is being a bush-league prophet that nobody believes. Read more
I am maybe a little overprotective of red velvet cake. I blame the beet juice. Read more
Every tchotchke on my altar has a feel-good story behind it. All except one, which stays where it is as a reminder to stay true to myself, no matter what. Read more
Happy Blogiversary! Much like an 80s sitcom airing a flashback episode, I've compiled a montage of posts that didn't make it onto Facebook. (The one about murdering a drifter is my all-time favorite.) Read more
When cradle Episcopalians get together, they immediately start debating the merits of Rite 1 vs. Rite 2. And if they're gay, they usually burst into song. Read more
It's the Law of Eristic Escalation: When we apply destructive order by tolerating intolerance, the outcome is inevitably intolerant disorder. Read more
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