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Headingley Lit Fest: Cabaret Thirty

I was highly chuffed and deeply honoured to be involved with the wonderful Headingly Lit Fest again this year. Last year I performed at Outside In, alongside poets and musicians from all over Leeds. This year’s event was similar, with some familiar faces and… Continue Reading “Headingley Lit Fest: Cabaret Thirty”

Why am I a Celtic witch?

What does that mean, and how is it different from any other type of witchcraft? Well let‘s look at the ‘witch’ part first; when I say I am a witch, I‘m saying I harness the energies around and within me to instigate change. Mahatma Ghandi said: ‘Be… Continue Reading “Why am I a Celtic witch?”

On Witchcraft…

…everything is achievable if you employ common sense and ambition. The first step to completing a task, is believing that you can do it. That’s not enough, of course; you must work hard, plan where necessary and garner help when one person is not… Continue Reading “On Witchcraft…”

The Wind Came At Night

In the days of chilling blaze Springtime sun as winter fades Dazzling spears and green grass blades The gale the only blight. Driving out to picnics gay February turning into May Hearts and smiles throughout the day But the wind came at night Batten… Continue Reading “The Wind Came At Night”

Greys and Golds

These past few years, Imbolc in Leeds has been a bit of a grey, damp affair. Wet, cold and uninspiring if taken at face value. As a witch in tune with her Celtic roots, face value is of little worth to me, so these… Continue Reading “Greys and Golds”

Dwell

Where I dwell Is forest, lake and moss Is grass and mud And paths well tracked Renewed with rain Yet strain and pain Are the stained glass In the window My face is pressed against. When I dwell On past and present Voices raised… Continue Reading “Dwell”

Juxtaposition

The new moon, sliver of silver Sits upon the cloud throne Serious as ever. Never have I felt Such grief For someone I never met Yet my soul is aching Heart is breaking Diamonds in my eyes Make jewels street lights. This modern love… Continue Reading “Juxtaposition”

Cernunnos Rising

In Pagan Pages this month I was lucky enough to interview George Nicholas of Cernunnos Rising. Read the interview here.

Hornsea in Winter

                         

Snow Dreams

Plain white sky Like hotel sheets Dull and unexpecting Business like and taut. So featureless Yet promising Cold, white fluff Softness incarnate Deadly and sharp. Drifting down And against doors No pause No laws Against this invasion. I dream of snow; December’s promise Solstice… Continue Reading “Snow Dreams”