After having lunch with my own personal father today, I thought I’d write about my other father, our Grove’s tribal father god, Lugh. Then it occurred to me that the...
It’s been five months now since I started writing this blog, and I’m not sure what to make of things so far. I’m happy with the quality of most of the articles I’ve...
As I’ve been doing my floral deliveries around the area, it’s been hard not to notice how many irises have been blooming recently. Partly because irises are so beautiful,...
I'm finding it very hard to write much of anything this week, when my thoughts are three hundred miles away, thinking of Wellspring and wishing that I were there. The...
So after a lovely afternoon session of discussing ADF and SLG over overpriced Chinese food with a few interested folks, I'm back here at home ready to type this week's blog...
(Those of you who expected new material this week either forgot where I work, or forgot it was Mother's Day. If you forgot it was Mother's Day, shame on you. ...
Only once in our Grove's fifteen year history (is fifteen years long enough to call it 'history'?) have we postponed a High Day rite for rain. It was Beltaine of 1997, and it...
During the two weeks before one of our High Day rites, I usually get several e-mails and phone calls from new folks who only just found out that we exist and that we do public...
The warmth of spring has well and truly arrived here in the Ann Arbor area, and so I turn to the thing I always do when the warmth gets here: I go inside and write. >8)...
The wheel of the year turns, and where it was once snowy and cold, now it is rainy and not quite as cold. Hurray for spring in Michigan! And now our thoughts turn to the next...
Even though I've lived in the Ann Arbor area (more or less) for the last 35 years, somehow I've never managed to attend any of the Ann Arbor Pow-Wows held at Crisler Arena....
(Assisting folks with school projects and handling hospital counseling issues have eaten up my writing time this week, so I'm posting an article I wrote for Shining Lakes News,...
This past week was quite stressful. Lots of late days at work, which meant late nights preparing ritual items and orders of service, which in turn meant little sleep for me...
Warm spring temperatures bring the thawing of the snow, and soon flowers will pop their heads up out of the ground, and so will folks who are interested in coming to one of our...
In 2007, I was interviewed twice by local reporters, first for the Detroit Free Press in June, and then for the Ann Arbor Observer in December. It was a great way to get the...
The wheel of the year keeps on turning, the sun rises earlier every day (and wakes me up, blast it), the snow on the ground turns to, um, slushier snow... Yes, spring is...
It's been a sad weekend for me here, as my thoughts are far away from here. ConVocation is finishing up as I write this, but I couldn't attend because of work and lack of...
This was originally published in Shining Lakes News, Summer Solstice 2003. Sorry I'm resorting to a reprint, but I've been ill today. Something new next week, I...
It won't be a huge entry this week, since between the Imbolc ritual yesterday and preparations for Valentine's Day at the flower store this week, I've not had a lot of time to...
So as Rodney and I were traveling from house to house during the Brídeog last night, the talk turned (as it often does) to football."Who do you want to win tomorrow?" Rod...
You've gotta have hearth All you really need is hearth When you're feelin' like your losin' the game That's when the flame should start The snowfall has come this week, and...
Blessings of the Land be upon you.Blessings of the Sea be upon you.Blessings of the Sky be upon you. Every SLG High Day rite begins with a processional, where we physically...
I call upon the spirits of the bards of old, Homer and Taliesin and so many others, to put silver on our tongues and fire in our heads, so that we may speak well and...
It was a busy week for us at work, and I didn't get my usual Wednesday off because I had to take Saturday off for the ritual, so I didn't get a chance to stop by the Huron River...