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    Spiralled Edges: Finding Nature in the Edges

    Everything Changes   Years ago I learned a chant in the Pagan community which went She changes everything she touches And everything she touches, changes. One of the basic tenets of any nature-based religion is that things change. Those changes may be subtle, they may be difficult to see, but over time as we move through the seasons everything changes. I am not the same person I was a year ago. And neither are you. I’m carrying a lot more grey hairs, a few more wrinkles. And a lot less emotional baggage. Sometimes, we hang on to ideas or beliefs or emotions that don’t serve us, and don’t allow us…

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    Spiralled Edges: Finding Nature in the Edges

    Spiralled Edges: Seeds of Change We are moving out of winter, a season of potential and stillness, a time for reflecting on the past and planning for the future. There may still be days with snow and frost, or where I live rain and chilly mornings, but the subtle signs of a month ago that the Earth was waking from slumber are now clearly visible. I saw a magnolia tree in bloom the other morning, and every day I pass dozens of patches of blooming daffodils and crocuses. I’ve noticed that I am becoming more fully awake as well right now. Ideas and thoughts which I had begun ruminating over…

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    Spiralled Edges: Finding Nature in the Edges

    Spiralled Edges – Between Life and Death Lately, I’ve been watching our fish swimming in their aquarium a lot. We have platies, which are live-bearers, and apparently they are rather prolific reproducers. So, in the past few weeks we have had a lot of babies being born. There is all sorts of advice to be found on the benefits of removing the fry, or leaving them in the tank to fend for themselves. I opted to leave them in the main tank, making sure that they have plenty of hiding places. While some may survive, I know that the majority of babies will at some point be eaten by the…

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    Spiralled Edges: Finding Nature in the Edges

    The weeks leading up to Imbolc are perhaps some of my most favourite in the year. While the Northern Hemisphere may still be in the grips of winter, everywhere you look there are signs that the Earth is beginning to stir and awaken from sleep. Imbolc is a time of new beginnings, new life, and new birth. And it begins with the Earth itself. The first week after Yule the earth continues to be shrouded in long nights. Where I live, the sun begins to set before 4pm in winter, and doesn’t fully rise again until close to 8am. Gradually though, from mid- January I begin to notice that the…

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    Spiralled Edges: Finding Nature in the Edges

    Over the years I have on occasion had times when I have found myself questioning. Can I still call myself a witch when I am not fully immersed in nature? Am I really Pagan when I don’t fully live my life around an agricultural calendar? While my grandparents, and their grandparents and theirs, going back further in time were all farmers, none in my mother or father’s generation have followed in that pat. I have lived in urban areas for the majority of my life, and I have been on the outer edge of Greater London for over 15 years. Add into this the repeated comments I see on social…

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    The Spiralled Edge

    My thanks to Jenn for inviting me to become part of PaganPages. I am most comfortable when talking one to one with another person, preferably over a cup of tea (or another drink of your choosing) and my writing reflects this. My hope is that these columns will feel that way for you too. So, grab your favourite beverage, curl up in a chair and we’ll have a natter. Once I had agreed to become part of the PaganPages family, I had a good long think about what I personally wanted to achieve from this venture. And, what I could offer to others at the same time. When I have…