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    Tink About it

    Who am I? What am I?   People like to label others, probably to get things clear for themselves. It’s understandable and doesn’t have to be a problem, as long as you don’t get too rigid about it. Labels can change, because people change. The label ‘female’ is permanent (well, most of the time..), but the label ‘friend’ can turn into ‘acquaintance’ or even ‘foe’.  I know I use labels for people; it’s hard not to, but I try to keep them flexible, unprejudiced and stay open to change.   Pagans are just like people… 😉 Whenever I introduce myself as a witch among other pagans, there’s always someone that…

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    Bare Feet on an Earth Path

    I came to paganism, like many of us, by way of books. They intrigued me, and once I got my nose into them, one led to another, which led to another. Many of these books were written by brave, public pagan figures who had recorded their knowledge so that I, an inheritor of that knowledge, could follow their bread crumb trail on a journey of my own.   The very first books I plucked off of the bookstore shelves and brought home with me were introductory Wiccan books. They did their best to describe just what Wiccans are and what they do, saying that “Wiccans believe this” and “Pagans do…

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    Hally’s Hints

    FROM ONE SHIFT TO ANOTHER   From one article to the next there is, and has been, so much talk of shifts upon shifts. There has been so much talk about change, transition, the overwhelming intensity from the moon, the eclipse and simply the list continues, more and more. The question is that at what point do these shifts find their equilibrium; at what point do they balance and enable becoming whole? What if they already have?   What is these incredible sensations are not “shifting” but rather integrating creating the vibrational discomfort similar to that of shifts?   From the corrupt to the divine, each soul has its own…

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    Find the Poet

    Find the poet the one who’ll say, “This is how it is, I’ll show you a way to condense emotions, diverse and vast, encompass the future, consider the past. I’ll take you on a journey, bring your mind to mine, together we may find, something. Not necessarily the same thing, but isn’t that what poetry has the power to bring. Exploration of thought, feelings shared, explained, nothing held back, refrained, just real and raw. Telling it like it is. Showing the weakness against the strength, exploring rhyme, rhythm, craftsmanship, line length. Tuning into the sounds of others tuned in, knowing the songs to take you within, into the place where…

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    Seed, Root & Stem

      I love this time of year. I say that about every season, but it’s always true. There is a palpable sense of excitement as the homestead burst into life courtesy of a fortnight of unexpectedly sunny days and warm nights. The stalks of velvety silver-green, now taller than my 63” frame, boast eleven of the wine and green globe artichokes already. The nearby honeysuckle has inched its way along several feet of the hedge-frame; the lemon balm, mint and oregano are clamoring for my hand and the pruning shears.   As the Witch of this place, my work has been reclaiming yard, garden and field; removing, recycling, composting, disposing,…