Praises of the Universe
Praises of the Universe Each day, As a child, I would run To the shrine upon the hill. I would stand Looking down, And fall
Praises of the Universe Each day, As a child, I would run To the shrine upon the hill. I would stand Looking down, And fall
The Hawthorn Tree Dedicated to my Hawthorn, who stood in the Chadwick Arboretum until the winter of 2000. In memory of him. Tonight I mourned
Chaos Meeting When did I first meet Her? I don’t remember. She came out of the places I chose never to go. The nightmares and
Cosmology 01 I stand upon the earth my eyes raised toward the sky the sea below my feet a fire burns within. Kin of Nature
The Marriage of Lugus and Rosmerta In ancient days when the world was young the land herself sought out her king. She called out to
Ritualizing to the Beat of a Different Ant (A slightly dirtier version) (Sung to the tune of “The Ants Go Marching”) New words by Michael
Ritualizing to the Beat of a Different Ant (Sung to the tune of “The Ants Go Marching”) New words by Michael J Dangler We went
Shenanigans: From now on, I’m calling shenanigans on various Pagans and classmates. Examples: === “The whole of Norse Religion was designed so that it would
A Day in the Life: Did you ever have one of those weird days where everything seems to be running at odd angles? Well, today’s
This article is from http://www.nypress.com/16/23/news&columns/feature.cfm since I don’t know how long it will be up, but I thought it vitally important to keep. The author’s