Arguing for Magick

I believe in magick–to a certain extent–and I also believe in the natural history of the world, so often devoid of the mystical. Here is my argument for the reality, and usefulness, of magick: For starters, we have to acknowledge that our current worldview is essentially devoid of magick. We might say this was the […]

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When Mercury Goes Retrograde

I will be the first to admit I am not so sure about astrology and the planets’ effect on human destiny. Sometimes I act like I agree and I will┬ádiscuss the subject until I am about waist deep and I lost my thread. Truth is, the logical part of my brain knows that horoscopes aren’t […]

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In Light of Recent Events

I began with this work just after Ferguson, but I wasn’t focused on that spiritually yet. I knew of the struggle of the black community and I mourned with them. I even went to a vigil held in my city and spoke often to friends and colleagues in support of Black Lives Matter. I still […]

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Lighting the Shadows 2

Part 2 Pagans in the World   By the light of the Great Bonfire, we witnessed how the wrongs inflicted on native people and African people, continued to this day, were part of a cycle in European history. It began with the Roman Empire, forcing cultural hegemony upon conquered Gaelic and Germanic tribes, and continued […]

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Awakening Spirit

“And the call isn’t out there at all It’s inside me It’s like the tide Always falling and rising” From “I Am Moana (Song of the Ancestors)” Forget the Disney synopsis, this movie is about our current moment and the awakening of Spirit in our lives and society. I know because it calls to me […]

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Sitting with Spirit

It was strange to hear from a trusted friend and experienced practitioner of the Ars Magika that the very public place we were holding our full moon ritual felt like an old ceremonial center. As far as I could tell, Downtown West Palm Beach had never been any such thing. Of course, nearly anything is […]

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Evenings at the Night Camp

I sit at a crossroads of sorts where Clematis Street, in Downtown West Palm Beach, is bifurcated eastward. Cars and people stream by, enjoying themselves in necessary oblivion. Sometimes the fountain behind me is running, creating a blanket of white noise. In the February heat of South Florida, evaporation loads the salty air off the […]

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