At the Pagan Federation we’ve been talking about what sorts of content we should be putting online for our communities, to help them out when they’re in isolation and unable to leave their homes. We already do online moots and festivals, in fact, do please join us this weekend for the Spring Equinox moot about trees, link below.
What else would you like to see online? Videos? Stories? Readings? What matters to you and what will be useful, entertaining, or enriching if you end up in isolation, or indeed are you already in that position and wish there was something more we offered? Let me know in the comments.
https://facebook.com/events/s/pagan-fed-online-spring-equino/192724885365468/?ti=icl
Anyone who is excited for the spring equinox and who loves trees, come along to our online moot next week!
With crowds and gatherings not being a great idea right now, the Pagan Federation have decided to help you celebrate the Spring Equinox from the comfort and safety of your own homes. More info to follow, simply click the event and select “Going” for further updates. Expect talks on trees, paganism, some music, discussion and more!
https://facebook.com/events/s/pagan-fed-online-spring-equino/192724885365468/?ti=icl

Drying out rose petals from an almost dead bouquet in a single layer. Once dried, they’ll be kept in an airtight jar or displayed in a pretty bowl- like this one! Can anyone identify the other two flowers already drying out in there?


An old #ValentinesDay poem (link below) which switches between cynical and soft- which are you this #Valentine2020 ?

I sometimes feel
In the singular
Even in my own home
Flicking switches
Tightening taps
Rinsing our eggshells
Crushing them
Like brittle dreams
But over time
My way is becoming
The way
Save the jars
Scrub and recycle the plastic
Make towers of tubs
And rockets from
Rubicon cans
Just mind those sharp edges
The challenge is fatigue
Sometimes it’s just easier
To throw it all in one bin
To leave the house bright and lit
No dark space
For contemplation
But the world is on fire
Greta wasn’t joking
When she told us
The world is on fire
Australia is on fire
America has been on fire
Portugal has been on fire
Midden heaps exploding
In the midday sun
So my fatigue
The thoughtless laziness
Of small boys
And larger
Is meaningless
But action
Means very much indeed
So sort the bins
Walk to the shops
Patch the clothes
Replace fuses, not fridges
And when it’s hard
I’ll just keep
Turning the lights off
One at a time.
Image via Unsplash, Skye Studios, @skyestudiosmedia
What’s your favourite Pagan book for beginners? Come tell us all about it at the Imbolc Book Club!
https://facebook.com/events/s/pf-imbolc-book-club/617211628849368/?ti=icl
May the first stirrings of spring be felt joyfully within you. Here’s my musings from last year:
As much as I would like to say something meaningful about the U.K., my home, leaving the European Union today, I’m finding it hard to find the words. I feel a bit numb; like it’s a bad dream I might wake up from. But then, I’m hyper aware of how melodramatic that sounds, especially to those who either supported the Leave campaign or who don’t care much either way.
I firmly believe this is the wrong decision. I believe that we are stronger together. I believe that as an island country with no empire (despite what some seem to believe) and few meaningful trade agreements as yet, we will struggle. There’s this pervasive attitude of “Well, we’ll struggle through together! Like in the war!” But… we shouldn’t have to. We shouldn’t have to.
Having said that, little I or anyone else can say will change what’s going to happen today. We are leaving the EU. Bloody hell, I’ve got a tear in my eye as I write this. We are leaving the EU and now all we can do is this: unify. We must, we have to forget the things that divide us and work together to make sure no one suffers because of the changes that are coming. We need to become a nation of kindness, of compassion, of celebrated diversity and acceptance for all. We need to be firm and fight when required, whether via letters to MPs, protests, or at the voting booth. We need to keep our voices, all our voices, loud and steady, as steady as they can be, to ensure fairness for everyone. Opportunities for everyone.
We are leaving. Nothing can change that now. Britain looks into eternity alone, with uncertainty, with at least eleven months of trials and trade agreement troubles and trepidation. Let’s make it as easy as we can by being the best we can for each other. The best we can be.