Bardic Circle
Repost: The Struggle
How can finding the right thing to say
Be so simple?
Words drip from their lips
Like flawless pearls
My mouth is full of marbles
*
The right thing to do
Seems as bright and clear as day
As they move gracefully
And with an inborn ease
While I stammer and stumble with each step
*
The right thing to wear and the perfect hair
Adorn their elegant bodies
Complimenting style and finesse
Eyebrows delicately raised in response
To my failed attempts at dignity
*
Did they have mothers
Who were just as refined?
Who taught them manners and propriety
Until it became as natural as breathing?
I cannot help but wonder
If only I had a mother capable of tact
Would I socialize with such
Utter nimbleness?
*
Intelligent conversation
Sails past my ears
Their words never take a wrong turn
As I struggle not to misspeak
To not interrupt or repeat
*
Mindless pleasantries surround me
I struggle to maintain a smile
Grateful that they deign
To tolerate my ineptness
At least for a little while
*
Then I take that inevitable misstep
Exposing my clumsiness
I cringe and shudder
As they cluck their tongues
Gossip behind my… Continue reading →
Sassy the Tambourine
So this is my tambourine. Her name is “Sassy”.
Isn’t she pretty? Let me tell you about her!
I bought her at a music store downtown for about $12. Yep, only $12. I know a lot of people spend good money on their drums but since I have never owned one before I thought it would be wise to start cheap. This way if I decide this was a bad idea, or if I break the thing (I’m clumsy) then I won’t be out of much money.
So this is my “starter drum” and that’s just fine with me.
She has about the circumference of a dinner plate, making her roughly medium sized as far as tambourines go. That seemed like a good size to start with, not too big, not too small. Sassy fits in my hand pretty well though I am finding that my hands get a little sore after a while, partly due to not being accustomed to holding something like a tambourine and partly because I tend to tense up and hold her too tightly.
She has 8 double zils or clackers. I was hoping for 9 because I like that number better but it seems… Continue reading →
I Believe
I believe in you, people
Like a great wave
I am proud of you, people
Like an oak tree
Drawing up the ancestors
Like a well spring
Singing softly to old gods
Like smoke on the breeze
Bringing change upon the world
Like a great wave
Arms reaching to the rising sun
Like an oak tree
Quenching a mighty thirst
Like a well spring
Dancing to the drumming
Like smoke on the breeze
I believe in you, people
Like a great wave
I believe
Like a great wave
To Fly By Night
The book is out!
This is the anthology that I wrote and essay for; in fact it is the “What is a Hedgewitch” essay that helps to open the book! It is published by Pendraig in California, a small (but growing) Witchcraft Publisher. It is edited and compiled by Veronica Cummer and has such contributors as …
… to name only a few.
Here is the little blurb:
Hedgewitch Craft takes its name from the practice of travelling beyond the boundaries, of going past the “hedgerows” that divide what is known from what is unknown. Hedgewitches utilize diverse techniques to undertake the night-flight into strange and sometimes dangerous places in order to gain spirit-allies, magickal abilities and knowledge, to heal and to commune with the Gods and the ancestors.”
From the ancient to the modern, from the philosophical and historical to the practical and mystical, these essays span a wide variety of paths and approaches.
My own copies are still on their way, that’s how new this book is, and I can’t wait!
Where can you buy this book? Check out Amazon; check out the Pendraig webpage for a… Continue reading →
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