“When did you become so political?” my partner Joey asked me. I set down the irreverent flipbook while laughing at his response to the image that I posted with much glee on my Instagram page. “Mommy, when I grow up, I want to smash the white racist, homophobic, patriarchal bullshit paradigm too.” “I have always … Continue reading The Face of Courage
Many of us try to be perfect. But we’re holding the mirror the wrong way. In its original Greek form, the word “perfect” meant the “image of a Heavenly Father” (of course, I would add and Heavenly Mother). In other words, we achieve perfection when we bring our best to the table. When we listen … Continue reading Maia Moon Musings
Faerie Sprite With Tiny MightGrant to me the Magick LightPierce the Darkness of the NightBless me with Unflinching SightBring to Us the Blissful HeightHuman Spirit Holding TightHealing of Our Mother's PlightShining Our Our Love-filled Light This poem came to me two weeks before Beltane, my most favorite holiday. This Pagan sabbat is devoted to Dionysus, … Continue reading Beltane Photo Essay
In early March, mama bear instincts urged me to convince my son to drive 300 miles to my home in the remote foothills of the Eastern Sierra Mountains. The rumble of fear was still quiet, but bears know when to move, even from their winter slumber. It was the same instinct, impulse, and all things … Continue reading The Isolation that Brought Us Together
I’m barefoot and braless without a stitch of makeup and that’s no different than any other day in the last three years I have lived in the rural mountain home built by my partner Joey. "The Mountains are Calling and I Must Go" - John Muir I’ll see no one today but family but that’s … Continue reading Barefoot and Braless on Earth Day
In these times, or perhaps moreso in difficult times, my thoughts turn to weaving together community. Last week, I cast around for a way to help build up our collective morale and landed on my gig to create the visitors newsletter for Bishop, California. I emailed the executive director suggesting I write a newsletter with GOOD … Continue reading Choosing Each Other
I am experiencing an unexpected and yet fully welcomed surge of power amidst this fear today. Like stepping into a familiar river, I feel as secure with Kobe here under my wing, as I did when my beloved Grandpy held me in his bear hugs when I was a child. I am steeped in my early … Continue reading Looking for Unexpected Blessings
I believe Witches Heal. I believe when the Bucolic Plague or the Spanish Flu raged through the land, Witches were not sitting around the well, gossiping about who started it or who let the virus slip through the cracks and spread. No, those Witches went to their cauldrons and brewed medicines to heal, potions to … Continue reading Witches Heal
As we stood on the steps of my AirBnB in Berkeley, my hostess Yvonne told me she was heading to a story slam. She’d been working on an essay for weeks and would probably tell the story of a cad she once loved if her name was picked. A bright ascot stylishly tied at her … Continue reading Take a Ride on a Witch’s Broom
To publish a book is to look inside your heart, describe what you see, feel, hear, taste, smell, and know, then share that with the world. Signing The Book of Spells for Kimmy Tejasindhu, my editor at Ten Speed Press who came out to my book launch party at Copperfield Books with designer, Sara Weitzman. … Continue reading Vulnerability of the Heart
