I keep thinking about the social activist A.J. Muste, who - during the Vietnam war - stood outside the White House every night with a candle. The story goes that he was asked if he really thought this could change the country. He replied, that wasn't why
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This winter had me finally understand the Cailleach. I’ve read about her as the Old Crone goddess of winter in these isles, but I wasn’t ready for her strength and beauty. Because what if she's this:
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A summer spent with Rae.
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Gardening is a practical magic.
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I’ve been building since the start of the year. Rebuilding, even. Rebuilding myself - my physical, emotional, and spiritual health; my connection to Earth; my vision of a future for my family, and now this space. With the help of others (more later), my sense of purpose is also
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Getting ready for my new year to start
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A theme emerges (before returning to the hibernation cave for some more dream magic).
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There's no place like home.
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Being part of a place, witnessing the turn.
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August, I said. I’ll go back to Substack, full of new ideas and thoughts and beautifully presented “stuff”, in August. Yeah, about that… To be fair, I do have a lot of ideas and thoughts, I just felt - until yesterday - that they weren’t ready. If you
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I really should live somewhere with more sun.
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There’s a number that started showing up on my phone a few years ago - I blocked it. Recently, it tries more often - I’ve been letting it go to voicemail. I know who’s calling. The Crone.