July 19, 2014

A few weeks ago I was invoking East for an esbat when I let the word “worship” slip. “Join us,” I think I said, “as we worship and make magic.” Since my coven works within the Reclaiming tradition, we make up most of our invocations on the fly. I was just saying what came to mind. I didn’t think anything of it. But later that night, one of my coven-mates brought up a gentle objection to the word. “We don’t... Read more

July 12, 2014

I had a post all planned for the Pagan Blog Project’s M week. I was going to write about the Morrigan. I was going to pour out everything I’ve been ruminating on for the past several months, as I’ve studied her, spoken with her, gotten to know her, dedicated myself to her. I was going to bring in Kali, crows, the significance of the color black. I was going to talk psychology. It was going to be a very long... Read more

July 3, 2014

Everyone! Drop what you’re doing. I AM FAMOUS NOW. I mean, sort of? I have a new biweekly column on Patheos.com called “Jewish Witch,” in which I write about the aspects of Judaism I’ve incorporated in my practice. This week I wrote about my journey to, away from, and back to Witchcraft; in two weeks I’m going to write about sacred garments! Here’s the link: http://www.patheos.com/blogs/agora/2014/07/jewish-witch-how-a-jewish-witch-is-formed/ It is super awesome! Read more

June 9, 2014

I used to be terrified of spiders, but now I’m learning to talk to them. Unsurprisingly, it was gardening that first made me rethink my relationship with spiders. I’ve had container gardens in two separate apartments about 30 miles apart, and each one has quickly become infested with aphids and bean beetles. Ladybugs and lacewings are nowhere to be seen. Instead, I get spiders, and I can only hope that they’re mitigating the infestations. I figure some food source must be drawing them... Read more

May 27, 2014

O Morrígan, You are an ancient power. Before blade and bullet, Before tooth and talon, You were there, feeding the grass with blood. O Queen, Teach me to face my rage and sadness and shame And mold them into weapons That slice through delusion From now until the end of things. Help me walk in love and peace, O lamenter of souls. Let me look upon your face without fear. So mote it be. Read more

May 23, 2014

I am very slowly learning to like cooking. For years, my experiences with making food were a long string of stressful recipes and failed experiments. Such-and-such ingredient had to be added at exactly the right moment, but wait–I forgot to chop it! The dough should be stretchy after twenty minutes of kneading, but after thirty it was still chunky and brittle! The zucchini never browned no matter how long I fried it, and the sauce never tasted right no matter how careful... Read more

May 14, 2014

So I went to the shop I mentioned in my last post. Because it was a lovely little place with a very friendly vibe, I’ll go on the record as stating that it’s Spirit Dreams in Grand Rapids, Michigan. Don’t let their website fool you! They had lots of nice thingies. The neighborhood was great, too. The one problem was that they tried to get me to believe that dark pink chime candles were red, but I’ll forgive them for that.... Read more

May 10, 2014

I will do your work, my Goddess, throughout the cycles of the day; I will mark you in my mind and on my hands; I will teach you to my children; I will remember you in my home and on my journeys. This week I’m away from home, presenting at a professional conference. At these conferences, you live and breathe your profession. You go to the breakfast buffets, you go to the after-parties. You collapse in your hotel room and... Read more

April 25, 2014

Dear Isis, I’m one of those devotees. You know the ones. You do them a favor once and then they think you’re their best friend. They become your groupie, follow you around, give you things you didn’t ask for and don’t really need. Last year I needed something important, so I started drafting a spell. I’d been planning to work with Inanna but she directed me to you: “You’ll want Isis for this,” she said. “What you need isn’t really my specialty.”... Read more

April 24, 2014

When I look in the mirror, I can sometimes glimpse the Goddess. When the Morrigan looks in the mirror, she can sometimes glimpse the Goddess. The Goddess doesn’t exist. The Goddess is so, so real. Read more


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