Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Celtic Witchcraft Chapter 6: Wild Spirit
Click my lovely friend Crowley above to read the latest installment in my musings about Celtic magic. This month I have visited the animal kingdom, looking at our modern relationships with other creatures how our forebears may have seen them.
Haiku for Lugh
Bright poke in the eye
From Lugh, golden in the blue;
I reflect, moon like.
Moon Books- Encountering Paganism through Pagan Authors
I should probably start with the disclaimer that Moon Books are my publisher, and as such I have a natural bias towards them. Becoming an author for Moon Books was incredibly exciting, as my book now sits alongside the likes of The Woven Word by Romany Rivers, a magical tome that reminds me of my own love affair with poetry and prose; or A Kitchen Witch’s World of Magical Plants and Herbs by the incredibly busy Rachel Patterson, a fantastic work that reconnects you to the green world in the most practical way.
Finding a publisher that supports you as a new author is hard. Especially when you’re rubbish at promoting yourself (like I am!) and lacking in time due to day job, children and other ‘real life’ commitments. Moon Books have always been kind about my time constraints yet still pass opportunities my way when they become available. It’s through Moon Books that I ended up writing for the famous Watkins Mind, Body Spirit magazine. It’s through our incredible community of writers across the globe that I am now a regular contributor to Brigid’s Fire, the Irish Pagan magazine.
The fact that we all talk so much also means I have lots of interview material for Pagan Pages, the website I write for monthly. We’re all really supportive of each other, sharing each others’ achievements and endorsing each other’s work where appropriate (and if we like the book, of course!).
If you’re interested in Paganism, discovering more about your path, walking a new path, or even writing yourself, visit
and see what I’m talking about.
Lick the Sky
It’s Imbolc
And I want to
Lick the sky
Those fiery stripes
Must surely be
As sweet as sunrise ice.
The blackbird nods
Tail bouncing on the wall
Of a run down council house.
The Honda Prelude that
Cuts me up
Is a square assed snap chat
Of the past
And the wind turbine
Crazy in the cruel bite
Of winter’s last stand
Is a bright spark of
Future hope.
It’s Imbolc
And I want to
Grasp the earth
Bulbs tickling my cheek
With first new shoots
Reach out with great
Goddess hands
Surround the sky
And lick.
A Crow Comes to Visit
When I was little I rescued an injured crow, and as it was too damaged to return to the wild, the crow stayed with my family and usually lives with my mum and dad. Crowley the Crow is visiting me, however, because mum and dad are decorating and it will be too dusty for him.
This week I will be writing more about our relationships with animals and the animal kingdom, but for now I’d like to show you a little snippet of my inspiration for this. My cheeky, bratty and adorable companion, Crowley.
Brigid’s Fire Imbolc Issue- Out Now!
I’m so proud to contribute towards this fantastic magazine full of all things Pagan, magical and seasonal. In this issue I write about how Brigid has inspired me to sing. There’s also articles from Ali Isaac, Alan Crowe and many more. Click the picture above for more info. Enjoy!
Preserved lemons
My other half bought me a gorgeous tagine for Yule, and after having taken it out for a successful maiden voyage (mutton with olives and apricots) I’ve been inspired to explore North African cooking a little more. These preserved lemons are easy and satisfying to make (you literally cram them into a jar!) but they have to be left for 3 weeks before eating. So I shall report back on the flavour. I hope I have the patience not to crack into them early!
Recipe from daringgourmet.com
Mabh Savage 