Hecate

The truly brilliant and always-grounded Athenae has up a great weekend post asking people to discuss the most transformative trips they...

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Thank you, Hazel Dickens . I miss those mountains, too.

It's an almost impossibly perfect day here on the banks of the overfull Potomac River. I'm doing work that I'm good at and that...

Jason Pitzl-Waters , at the Wild Hunt links to this interesting post by a Christian telling other Christians "how to talk to Pagans....

Richard Louv notes: For decades, our culture has struggled with two addictions: to oil and to despair. But what if our lives were as immers...

Rima: Sometimes occasions just collect goodness to them, and the minutes settle themselves into the fire like sticks, tessellating into the ...

Last Spring BY GOTTFRIED BENN TRANSLATED BY MICHAEL HOFMANN Fill yourself up with the forsythias and when the lilacs flower, stir them in to...

[I]n order to see when the correct proportions and balances have been achieved, the [garden] designer must look with eyes conditioned by med...

My lilacs have big, purple buds. I've loved lilacs since I was a little girl.

Here's a great post by artist Sally J. Smith that shows what it's like to pay deep attention to your landbase. In a recent interv...

Poem BY MURIEL RUKEYSER I lived in the first century of world wars. Most mornings I would be more or less insane, The newspapers would arriv...

FULL MOON ON K STREET The moon has your face tonight, hiding behind black-violet veils of clouds, coy, intimating nothing. Like an orange ou...

By means of all created things, without exception, the divine assails us, penetrates us, and molds us. We imagined it as distant and inacces...

It's been a cold, wet Spring so far, here in the mercurial MidAtlantic. That weather pattern has its own gifts, but does make sunshine ...

Kali fuck, would it have killed Kyl to say, "Sorry; I made a mistake"?

Sweet Mother, Sweet Mother.