The Memory of the Ocean

I wrote this poem as an apology to the God Poseidon. It’s actually two poems in one, representing the dance of earth and sea. The grounding forces of logic and reason at odds with the dance of emotion beating within my breast. When I was a teenager, I made a terrible error in judgment. I…

To lose a friend…to gain an understanding!

This year, I had as many victories as I did failures. It does not matter because those failures are readily turned into lessons and those victories have been steps in the path to a better understanding of my True Self. I realize that much of my conditioning involves relationships and those relationships heavily effect my…

Clergy Assignment: Afro-Carribean Voudou

The stench of urine filling the nostrils of the people aboard the vessels was on overwhelming reminder of what had been stolen from each of them. Gone were the swirling winds and soothing bonfires encircled by the proud cries of warriors from their native land. The darkness that encircled them now had never been known…

Clergy Assignment: What is Clergy to You

The word ‘Clergy’ has the potential to evoke a variety of different images, feelings and associations for each person whose interacted with the ‘people’ element of spirituality. There are some spiritual parishioners that will instantly conjure the image of priests draped in boring, androgynist robes expelling a litany of curses, political views and fear-based damnation…

Powers Bluff and the Splintered Self

As many of my friends and family know, I’m on a spiritual quest. For so long in my adult life, I wasn’t exactly sure what that quest actually meant and how it related to becoming a spiritual person. The path I’ve taken in the last few months has twisted and turned in some very unexpected…

A Spiritual Weekend at Deeply Rooted

This weekend was beyond anything I had ever experienced at Deeply Rooted in the six years I have been a member of that community. As the leaves begin their fiery bursts of orange and reds and the wind nips playfully at my cheeks, I am reminded of the turning of the Wheel of the Year….

Guilt versus Personal Accountability

I’m writing this article as much for myself as I am writing it for the people in my life that matter. I am actively pursuing the Clergy path and I feel that sharing my experiences and my inner motivations with everyone in my life is every bit as important as realizing truth for myself. This is…

Vulnerable and in Hiding Plain Sight

I am vulnerable and I’m at peace with the idea that I’m not always in control of every situation. There have been many terrible things that have occurred in my life in the form of physical, mental, sexual, intellectual and yes, even spiritual abuse. For a time, I hid in plain sight of abusers and…

Whisker and Hoof – A Modern Connection Ritual to Spirit Animals

A Vision of the Beyond Overlooking the glacial lake beyond my gaze is the towering masses of sheer granite an quartzite mountains, the waves of said lake are whirling and fawning at the richness of the liquid gold afternoon. The glittering auspicious orb in the sky leaves a luminescent trail on my neck and dances…

Sacred Sexuality – Athame and Chalice

“You are like a god, like an immortal one,’ she whispered to me one night in our bed, her naked body pressed to mine, our sweat golden and glistening in the candlelight. ‘Oh, my love,’ I whispered back to her, ‘I am more mortal than all. It seems that a part of me dies every…

Mental Illness in the Pagan Community

A few years ago a Pagan teacher of mine gave me a very interesting writing prompt. “Mental Illness in the Pagan Community,” During that time, I was unsure how to respond to the literary challenge of writing about a sensitive topic that affects so many of us in our spiritual hamlet. It was a time when…

Recapturing the Pagan Will

An interesting thought occurred to me the other night as I was discussing with friends how I call the elemental quarters. I realized something very profound in my musings. My math is very, very wrong. I’m not calling elemental quarters. I’m actually calling fifths. I’ve been doing it so long, actually, that it’s hard-wired into…