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Gifts of Winter

It snowed yesterday morning while I slept. I stepped out of my apartment to a proper winter landscape, an inch of snow covering the cars and trees, lending a ghostly quality to the black morning. The air was crisp and…

The Month I Learned to Write

I can’t remember when or how I first heard about National Novel Writing Month, or NaNoWriMo. For me, it’s one of those things in life that seemingly always existed, though I know that’s not the case. Chris Baty founded it…

Pagan Pride Day 2016

I stand facing the center of the circle, facing the skull mounted on a large, forked tree branch — our ritual stang. Faces blur together around me. When I speak, my voice cuts through the late afternoon calm. I teach my audience…

Walking Our Beloveds Home

On Friday, I had the pleasure of attending my first large pagan event, Sacred Space Conference. It was conveniently held in a hotel only 30 minutes from my office, so in the morning, I packed my bag for work and for the…

Tea, Cakes, and Death

Yesterday, Cat, Shannon, and I drove to Frederick, MD to participate in a Death Café. As the name suggests, people can meet up at these gatherings, drink tea or coffee, eat sweet snacks like cake and cookies… and talk about…