In Cailleach’s Cauldron

SO, here I am, in my usual situation this time of year, being cooked by the Dark Goddess, the Winter Hag, the Baba Yaga, the Cailleach, in her Cauldron of Wisdom and Healing. This time of year, i start to long for the Ancestors and Old Ways the most. This time of...

The great night from which you were born.

Part of my myth-poetic story, the truth at the center of the image I was born with, is that there is a fire flowing through me from the stars and from the center of the earth which meet in my center. And, it is true, we all come shining forth like stars from the great...