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Celtic Twilight

posted by Donna Henes

This comes from a sister Queen, Jo Coffey. It is in response to an article that I wrote for this column. It was really a lift to read your piece about the Dark Time. I have been feeling out of […]

This Night We Light

posted by Donna Henes

by Judyth Hill the first of 8: A Miracle…Let there…beeeeeeeeeee……Love! And there is! Fire is our human gift: the Holy makes Light, and a World …and our job: Making Love shine back! First candle says, We Love. Second, side by […]

Our Lady of the Growing Light

posted by Donna Henes

February 2 marks the exact halfway point of winter. Along with the two equinoxes, two solstices and the three other seasonal midpoints, it is one of the eight energy-filled sacred days in the pagan calendar. Purification is the recurrent mythic […]

Winter Song O’ Mother Sun

posted by Donna Henes

  Winter Song O’ Mother Sun By Laurie Corzett   Winter homage to our waning Sun that she will return, feeding us with light and heat, sweet energy. Mother Star, we enchant thee with ceremony, singing/dancing in glorious pageantry at […]

Previous Posts

No Country for Old Women
by Mary Saracino Howling from the mountaintops wailing from the riverbanks scooping the moon into their waning wombs the old women know that lies kill, distortions maim, hope isn’t enough to feed starving babies, school the ignorant, put and end to war. Like Furies, the old ones rise,

posted 6:00:38am Feb. 27, 2015 | read full post »

Mad
I am mad. No, that doesn’t begin to describe it. I am pissed. I am angry. I am irate. I am incensed. I am enraged. I am livid. I am FURIOUS. “All men are created equal,” states the Declaration of Independence. From the very beginning, women were denied equality in this country. It has taken

posted 6:00:45am Feb. 25, 2015 | read full post »

Saving Mother Earth
A poem by Mary Saracino Mary Saracino is a novelist, poet and memoir-writer who lives in Denver , Colorado. This compassionate and articulate sister Queen calls herself Queen Mary Immaculata. A single day in April isn’t enough to honor our Mother, save the planet that is her body, rest

posted 6:00:13am Feb. 23, 2015 | read full post »

The Legend of Sta. Procrastinata
I received this gem via email almost ten years ago. I immediately tracked down the source, obtained permission, and arranged to print it in the next issue of Always in Season, which went out of print in 2006. As it turned out, it was bumped for space and placed into the basket of ideas accumulating

posted 6:00:37am Feb. 20, 2015 | read full post »

In the Dark
Simple as it may seem, when the lights go out, we simply lose our bearings. The density of the dark makes it impossible for us to fix our positions anymore. We find ourselves alone in the universe, untethered and unprepared. The blackness of lightlessness leaves us no internal compass by which to tr

posted 6:00:37am Feb. 18, 2015 | read full post »


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