May My Feet Walk the Path

There are two storiesweaving through metwisting sinewsalready taut with pain and panic.I am bereft, adrift,choking on lonelinessand all that is unspoken. Time seems a torment, myself a prisoner within itand there is a peace in naming it.I have no words of beauty or wisdom,nothing of value to give. Still, there is richness here;joy and sorrow … Continue reading May My Feet Walk the Path

Imbolc Offering

I was a bit uncertain when Brighid requested that I record some of our poetry to celebrate Imbolc this year. Still, it is important to give what is asked of us and so I give this to Her, and to you. It contains a thread of poems from what Brighid and I refer to as my "Apprenticeship." Blessed Imbolc.


I have been engaged with Erin Aurelia's Imbolc Advent. As part of that, and as part of my larger work and play in the worlds, I have been germinating the Word I was given last Sunday. Tonight that all wove together, words as container, or perhaps as the wild tendrils which slowly reach from within the seed, seeking light. It holds within it all that has arisen in and been shown to me these last weeks, and these many years of joy in Herself.

Prayer a Day- November 20

Each year the dead are numberedWe speak their names in whispers, wails, songsWe keen them to the echoing dark, leaving foodAnd drinkAnd flames to light the wayAt the crossroads and thresholds, with murmured exhortations430 souls we mourn this night430 offerings we pourMay they find their pathsMay they find their godsMay they find their ancestors open-armed … Continue reading Prayer a Day- November 20

Prayer a Day- November 12

Peals like bells in the shadowed glens of my secret selfspeaking jubilantly of transformationand the lustrating fires of your forgeBrighid, I am gratefulfor the time between, for the quenching waters of your healing well flowing within meEven as the quiet voice of my own heartlongs for the invitation inherent in the crucibleof relationship with self, … Continue reading Prayer a Day- November 12