The Way it Goes
Off and on I have delved deep into practice, into doing … no more than that, into really living my practice. I have lived on many acres of land, living a fairly simple lifestyle and also living off the land to a certain extent. I was also having a go at traditional lifestyles as well, doing it the old way.
I carried water up a mountain side everyday (sometimes twice or thrice) so I could cook, clean and drink. I learned the value, the sacredness, of every single drop. There are few things in the world that can teach you to truly understand that water is indeed the lifeblood of the Earth (and everything that lives on and within Her) than being a small, barefoot woman, thirsty to the point of parched, dragging 30 pounds of water up a rocky mountain side under a blazing summer Sun.
I dragged (and later carried as I grew stronger) hay bales about the place to feed horses and livestock. I wishpered prayers to Epona everyday … and more as I tried to tend a wound on a half-gentled young filly.
I spent many long nights up to my elbows in blood and birthing… Continue reading
Ahhh, Yes.
I am going back to school in the spring to start my path to owning a kennel or doggy day care or animal hospice. This last year living in the city with Bren has been a big change from the previous few years living on the farm and working with animals and in rescue. I was digging through old emails looking for something else when I found an email in which I described what it is like to be on a homestead, caring for animals who often had been abused.
It’s a 24-hour job, you have to get up at night or at sunrise or both.
It doesn’t matter if it rains or is 40 below; you still have to do the rounds.
It’s the fact that you can’t just take off camping on the weekend spontaneously, you have to find someone to watch the dogs and trust me, its easier to find a babysitter than a farm sitter.
Its being woken up by barking dogs every morning.
Its skipping meals to make the time to feed animals.
Its blisters and calluses and dirt under the fingernails.
It’s dashing out of the shower to check on barking dogs, every time… Continue reading
Keeping Busy
Just a few of the things going on in my life right now:
Working on the 2011 Walking the Hedge calendar and day planner
The Wheel of the Year image for the Northern Hemisphere version
Writing that book I’ll never finish
Getting ready to turn 30 at the end of the month
Hosted the Witch & Stitch Circle at my house
Here's me getting ready (note my feet)
Working on the podcast
Writing the next blog post in the series on feminism and womanhood
Decided it was time to do a little re-vamping and re-dedicating of my Bag of Bones (and stones and sticks and things) I use for divination, also working on writing a blog post about that
Dem bones enjoying a little sunshine
Being a troublesome moderator, over at Bren’s forum
Troubleshooting bugs over at the Hedge
Working in the garden (stay tuned for blog post and pics about that)
Grieving my horse Morgan, who was mauled by a bear (at the family farm) and had to be put down, as well as hoping a beagle named Lacey (also at the family farm) comes home and isn’t lost forever
She was so young and pretty
I hope everything… Continue reading
Horses, a Mule, a Dog and a Puppy
Got some great pics from my Mom of the critters at the family farm Misty Acres, including shots of my horse Morgan and my boy-dog Tristan (who are happier at the farm with Mom than in the city with me right now). Click on the images for full size.
Wordless Wednesday: Woof
(I’ve been having some trouble staying online for more than a few minutes at a time, so I’m hoping this works! Also sorry to anyone waiting on me to get back to them and such.)
To Fly By Night
Hoofprints in the Wildwood
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