In keeping with my tradition of drawing a rune on the high holy days of the wheel of the year -- the Solstices and Equinoxes -- I pull out m...

Today I was visited by heartbreak. Not mine but a client whose tender heart was raw with exposure and rejection. As he told his story, h...

Upon awakening, I reach for the lightweight down coverlet and pull it up around my shoulders.  The morning is crisp and fresh.  Light slants...

August first is Lammas or Lughnasadh, the day we honor the first harvest.  Named for the Celtic sun god, Lugh, this day celebrates the gra...

I get up quietly, pull on sweats and tip-toe downstairs.  It's only 6:30 but the sunlight has been filtering through the leafy canopy ou...

Last evening our moon goddesses gathered under the nearly full moon for meditation. After a few minutes of socializing, we settle into our...

Yesterday, I pulled The Mists of Avalon from my shelf, with a little thrill of excitement -- time to re-read! For some reason, I'm ...