Temple Oracle

The Quartz Pentacle is a mystery still unfolding within Feri Tradition.  A student of the tradition, a gentle fey named Greg whose thoughts I have appreciated, spoke of it in a private group, and it is something that planted, has grown like a seed in my heart. The concept seems so simple.  Just as the […]

My hands and lips still tingle.  This morning, afternoon, time rushing by like a river from my tongue. Two weeks ago I found myself in Co. Larne, along the northern coast of North Ireland.  Here the Atlantic and Irish seas meet, battle, rocks rising like stacks of coins and hope silently speaking of boats out […]

Epiphany can be intoxicating.  It can feel like an aha, strike on high from the Gods, a lightbulb being turned on and shining light into the shadows of a fearful existence.  Wake me up, slap across the face… but what do you do about it in the morning? Time and time again I see individuals, […]

I wait, hooded Pull my eyes open Lift me up And let me soar I know Road and path Hungry for the prey Of my spirit Let me serve I wait, hooded Lift me up Eyes open and soaring

I am in a spiral, madness pulling down around me.  Veils fall, stretch, pull.  Pull me back in.  No capacity, understanding as it all falls falls falls so far down. Breathe. My jaw is clenched up, locked.  Spiral, open wounded tooth, uncertain medical. Breathe. Too many projects, too many people, please just turn on the […]

Our bodies have profound wisdom. This skin suit we have is so full of information, capacity, knowledge… it picks up things we could never hear, never see.  It understands things our conscious mind is never aware of.  I am blessed by my body, blessed for my body. And yet, how often have I not listened? […]

Haya Babylon… Hail to the Queen on Heaven… Whose azure eyes drown all sorrows… Hail to the Queen of Heaven… Tonight the work of Songstress and Lyrical Witch Sharon Knight is playing, with backup from T. Thorn Coyle. I dreamed last night of Babylon, a dream between waking and sleeping.  Serpents from her arms wound […]

Those words keep echoing in my head tonight. “I consent to the journey.” Today I had a conversation.  The conversation topic was consent, and the journey rambled from place to place, story to story, feeling to word to deed.  It was funny and sad and delicious… as it needed to be. At the end of […]

Speaking In tongues Across a sea of text I finally Understand                      

I saw you dreaming the starry sky In the morning as I crawled from our bed Your legs wrapped in cream And a sunbeam dancing across your hips When we love, when we embrace, where do our embraces lead?  To disheveled streets and imperfect connections, longing and hope wrapped in who we want to be […]