Brown hoofs splashed through the marsh-swamps just beyond the open Gates; as I exhaled my reverence, love, and thankfulness through the boundary to those who […]
Ancestor Reverence in New Orleans
While the world held its breath to see what midnight on the Solstice held, I watched the bright constellations in the country sky, listened to […]
Indigenous Identity, or Why I Can’t Drink from My Own Well
I decided to join the Pagan Blog Project band-wagon! This post is greatly inspired by the recent PBP post “Indigenous Way” by Lucius Svartwulf, about […]