The Song Meadow Awakens Begins In the very early spring of 2020 I was asked to write a poem for Circle Sanctuary to celebrate Imbolc, using a picture of one of the springtime meadows in the sanctuary as a reference. Gazing at the photo of a green meadow nestled at the base of some foothills …
Here we are, walking the wheel again. Familiar pathways lead through time, all the same yet not the same. Ever onward through the ways, on these spirals of change. Our journey brings us to Samhain, the time of the final harvest of the year when the fields are burned and the last of the crops …
Ah, MidSummer. That time of the year when the days are long, fruits and vegetables are reaching ripeness beneath the warmth of the sun, and the natural world is buzzing and singing with life. It is also the time of Festivals and Gatherings across the world, with people coming together to celebrate the changing of …
