Awaiting Autumn

It's hot. In fact, my part of the country has had record-breaking temperatures, including the hottest temperature ever recorded in the UK...ever. On a broader scale, the world is on fire. Literally, there are fires raging from the Amazon to the Arctic. This is the new normal, this is climate change revealed, and it's scary... Continue Reading →

Knowing when to cut

"The art of being wise is the art of knowing what to overlook." - William James. The early harvest is beginning to be gathered in from the fields around my village, with harvesters and tractors busily at work, and fields that were oceans of waving grain are now becoming stubble dotted with hay bales. The... Continue Reading →

Ecce Homo – a poem

When you look at me, do you see a man? Do my rough shapes coagulate in mock virility? These limbs, this chest, these hands, these lips; Dissolve and fall apart, I cannot hold. We are mostly empty space - The gaps between the atoms, the void Between the stars, the catch of Breath Before the... Continue Reading →

The joy of gerbils

Anyone who follows me on Instagram will no doubt have seen many, many photos of my beloved gerbils, Basil and Sage (#HerbGerbs!). These small creatures are a big part of my life, as were Thor and Loki before them (the OGs -Original Gerbils). Why gerbils? More through chance than design in the first instance. My... Continue Reading →

The importance of joy

Joy is never meaningless. Yes, the world is messed up right now, you don't need me to tell you that. Look at the news for five minutes and you will see a litany of horrors, each worse than the last. In such a world, at such a time, how dare we seek joy in frivolous... Continue Reading →

Solitary and community

I'm an introvert. Every psychological test, both formal with a therapist and self-reported online, has confirmed this, giving me extremely high (above 90%) scores for introversion. As such, my Druidry has always been a mostly solitary pursuit, sometimes accompanied by my partner who is on a similar Pagan path, but more often than not just... Continue Reading →

Messing about in boats

"There's nothing, absolutely nothing, half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats" - Ratty, The Wind in the Willows by Kenneth Grahame. There's a reason for my silence of late, and it's a good one. I took a self-imposed social media retreat: no blogging, no Tweeting, even no sharing photos of my... Continue Reading →

Self work is not selfish

"Self-fulfillment and personal understanding allow us to support ourselves and therefore others" - The First Pillar of the Global Order of Satan. In the absence of a belief in the literal existence of anthropomorphic deities, my own Pagan path focuses largely on two things: Nature and the Self. While I want to do more, and... Continue Reading →

There is no perfect moment

"Don't you forget about dying, don't you forget about your friend Death, don't you forget that you will die." - Ghost, Pro Memoria. Today is Ash Wednesday in the Catholic tradition. While I have long since left that religion behind, I acknowledge its influence, for good and ill, on my perception. Ash Wednesday is one... Continue Reading →

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