Tag Archives: Spirit Flight & Crossing the Hedge

Legba’s Gift

Brown hoofs splashed through the marsh-swamps just beyond the open Gates; as I exhaled my reverence, love, and thankfulness through the boundary to those who had just given their offering to me in exchange for my gifts of food, incense, spices, and devotion, my skin slick with henbane ointment, I felt my spirit sent out […]

Amanita Spirit Ally

Every plant is an individual. Wrong again. We are not individuals at all, we are all connected. We are individuals the way each blossom on an apple tree is an individual. Dale Pendell, Pharmakopoeia I could write for an eternity because last night Amanita showed me how to tap into eternity. I walked forward and […]

The Edgy Mead Moon Mood

After a night dreaming of necromancy performed deep in the hearts of garden labyrinths (I have been reading too many grimoires!), I spent a lovely day wandering aimlessly through Virginia Beach and Norfolk with Leo. He was attempting to deliver me to the latest Obama campaign phone bank to open in the area, but we […]

penelope at midnight

warm and sweet air penelope is the name this night gives me spiderwebs drape themselves over soft freckled skin as i crouch among the ivy it is not a challenge to shapeshift though it is a mystery to some to wear fox-fur and fly with crow’s tar-black tricksy wings it is not the moon i […]

The Tower

My last post was written while my fear was still very fresh. I feel far stronger now, having discussed it with the Gods and Allies and my spiritually-inclined, spirit-guided and highly intuitive roommate; having bathed myself and the room in peppermint, tea tree, and rose water and being very direct and threatening with the presence that was […]

Meditation & Enlightenment

I found meditation difficult this week. It felt easier to trance out through yoga and exercise and reading than to “just sit.” There were so many things I was hiding from myself, so many tensions in my soul that I did not want to face in the stillness of zazen. In a talk on shikantaza (Hakuun Ryōko Yasutani: “Shikantaza is […]

Henbane and an Open House

In woodland vale and faerie glen, With hornèd brow, and manner keen, Great Cernunnos, beheld I then, With Nymphs and Dryads was he seen. His manner fey, his glance serene, ‘mongst revelers held in his sway, ‘midst shadows which remain unseen, With graceful steps he made his way. “In Woodland Vale and Faerie Glen” by […]