My Prayer

May the North Wind blow her breath on the sterility within me, within this nation, this world. May it form an icicle that Thor’s Hammer can shatter into a trillion pieces. May the Spring Sun shine her gentle light and encourage seedlings of fecundity to grow in the void. May the Spring Rains cause them … Continue reading My Prayer

Winter

There is a yearning, a deep ache within me. A sense of evolution, a sense of becoming. Surely it is the wise woman, the crone shifting within me? Calling me to know her, to embrace her. To fear not the power that rumbles in my soul, shaking my being. She will not be ignored any … Continue reading Winter