Have you ever noticed how instinctual it is to kiss someone on their forehead, between their brows, when offering solace or compassion? It’s as if we are programmed to know that right there is where our empathic gesture will be best received. Before I knew what and...
You are my wilderness. So often you have rescued me as I’ve plunged into the depths of despair. Circling me with that specific tenderness in your eyes, you determine to envelop me and my tears. I have never become accustomed to your powerful empathy for my sadness. I...
“At no other time (than autumn) does the earth let itself be inhaled in one smell, the ripe earth; in a smell that is in no way inferior to the smell of the sea, bitter where it borders on taste, and more honeysweet where you feel it touching the first sounds....
The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper. ~ W. B. Yeats “But what do you do?” I am asked, quite often, once the subject of my being a solitary witch comes up. “What kind of habits do you keep…how do you invite magic into your...
“The doctrine of metempsychosis is, above all, neither absurd nor useless… It is not more surprising to be born twice than once; everything in nature is resurrection.” ~ Voltaire When I was 16, I read my first book about reincarnation. Coming from a Catholic...
