When it came,the storm was an afterthought.We were long gone.The ‘scrapers claimed by climbersand moss and other green,and rust as well, becausewhen them winds howledthe groaning, empty boardroomsgave way to long-awaited ruin.It is the state of things.The old is ruins nowand vagabonds still pick whatever’sleft of yesterday’s metropolis.They sell that junk at market:a pound of […]Read more "Remaining"
I want to address the rampant cognitive dissonance and psychic trauma of our times. For, it seems, there is no way to bring our present state of political and ecological crisis into alignment. Most of us are aware of the climate crisis unfolding, along with the Sixth Mass Extinction already underway. To pagans, these are […]Read more "Alignment: Beyond the Surface"
When do we chose ourselves? When do we find “that quiet place still inside” us and ask how to continue the quest?Read more "Choosing Yourself"
When capitalism ends, what will you have left of your practice?Read more "Pagans, Answer This"
Our (oft pagan) ancestors knew how to return to death, to lift its veil of mystery, and reveal the bone-truth of Nature.Read more "What We Find in Death"
The Land speaks to and through us, but do we listen?Read more "Whispers of the Ancient Mothers"
As we witness the world’s passing, the death rites must be once again performed.Read more "Mourning World Loss"