As we prepare for imminent baby arrival, I’ve had to clear some of my more esoteric items out of what will soon be the nursery. It was my ‘me’ space; for meditation, solo ritual and worship. However, that won’t be practical now, and the… Continue Reading “Moving Hekate”
My rose was blue I stepped beneath the arch My rose was gold Or peach Softness incarnate Never crimson Never bold Tentative like my Steps. I rose beneath the arch To meet four faces Framed with snake With sea With sinister teeth With chains… Continue Reading “I Rose”
Mystic Living Magazine just published my article on the sacred foods of Hekate. Take a look Here!
Pane parched by Helios Chariot drags clouds away Blackbird greets me. Cold wind at new moon Stepping from the crossroads Twin torches in pale hands.