(a sneak peek from my upcoming — though probably delayed past my original date; still hopefully by year’s end! — second poetry collection…all rights mine, etc.) “Samhain” When they ask me why — Why I stand at the Veil, Why I wait, listening, soul-stretched, The first fervent words burn my tongue And are swallowed, Word-runes… Continue reading Samhain Snippet
The first thing I saw on Facebook this morning, September 11th, 2017, was a photo of the Twin Towers on a corporate page with the caption, “Never Forget.” The first comment, which was apparently a troll attempt (given other factors), was along the lines of, “Hmph. Grief porn. Get over it.” My knee-jerk reaction was… Continue reading Sixteen Years On: Never Forget?
I was going to write about this topic even before the despicable events of Charlottesville, VA. Now it feels even more timely and relevant. I freak out about spiders and jellyfish, but my greatest fear has nothing to do with creepy-crawlies or stinging sea critters. I call it “Born-raised-lived-died.” Born-raised-lived-died is the unfortunate tendency, easily… Continue reading Born-Raised-Lived-Died: My Greatest Fear
[Note: if you aren’t Pagan, you may find this one a bit “out-there.” Comments are moderated.] I like Lughnasadh a lot. The harvest festival reminds me that we are firmly in the waning half of the year, which is my soul’s joy for many reasons (weather, at least eventually, definitely among them!). It heralds the… Continue reading Lughnasadh 2017: Burned Fields and a Waterfall
Where’s this thing going, anyway?
These are troubling times, friends, at least if you’re American and not glued to 45’s terrifyingly incompetent ass. Yesterday, he announced a ban on transgender men and women serving in the military in any capacity. He followed that up later with an all-caps statement that in this country, “We worship God!” (Wake up, non-Christians! He’s… Continue reading It’s Time to Speak Out. Where are You?
Every time I come back from Germany, I realize I’ve inadvertently curbed certain bad habits and have once again set my feet on a healthier path, physically and mentally — just by getting into the groove of life there! Then I come home, and the struggle to maintain these little changes begins. What am I… Continue reading How Germany Kick-Started My Goals (again)
