(Essay) Spring Equinox Thoughts by Glenys Livingstone Ph.D.
Spring Equinox (or Eostar as it is often named) may be storied as the Seasonal Moment of Heraic Return. I have summarised the Moment as ‘stepping into the joy and Read More …
Spring Equinox (or Eostar as it is often named) may be storied as the Seasonal Moment of Heraic Return. I have summarised the Moment as ‘stepping into the joy and Read More …
About ten years ago I planted my second favorite tree (apples/crabapples are the other), a small northern white cedar in front of the house. Everyone should plant at least one Read More …
As a woman-being how do I come to know my own curves, skin, hair and unique expression of self, to be the very same divinity that has been sung Read More …
[Author’s Note: The sequel of this essay will be released in preparation for the 2015 Nine-Day Solstice Celebration Project.] Part III In Search of Goddess Goma via Linguistics, Place-names, and Myths Read More …
“A symphony of voices is arising now at the time of our mother planet’s greatest peril. We remember and we awaken. We are powerful now because we are remembering.” The Read More …
Genevieve Vaughan with programmer Janie Rezner on Women’s Voices, KZYX radio: Read Meet Mago Contributor Genevieve Vaughan and Meet Mago Contributor Janie Rezner.
I was framed and imprisoned for being a good woman. I broke out when I found it was a lifetime sentence. I want to write a raging man & not Read More …
Enchantments of Isis, the green parrots light on the bougainvillea and the scarecrow with a straw hat. I want you to be the first to know how many lovesongs of Read More …
[Author’s Note: The sequel of this essay is released in preparation for 2015 Nine-Day Solstice Celebration Project.] Part 2 Goddess Goma, the Magoist Shaman Ruler, and Her Nona-Mago Tradition Read More …
A Prayer We are the web,/ We find our center/ By coming closer./ The center is our truth. – Barbara Walker Furrow deeply within the cave of time when ideas Read More …
Priestess: This face of the Goddess is the eternal face of sybil, wise-woman, seer. She moves between worlds, where night and day, birth and death, joy and sorrow meet Read More …
The Mother within reweaves the Fabric – the torn Fabric torn in the weak spots. She sets to work with all Her love and consciousness picking up Read More …
By the last fading light of the longest day of the thirty-fifth year of my life, I sit, bathing in the cool, mild air, watching the crescent moon and Venus Read More …