There is a place within uswhere the waters are still and waiting. When we grow quiet enough to listen —when we dare to open —the voice of spirit rises from that deep place,and magic answers. Sometimes, that magic becomes song.Sometimes, it becomes the kind of song that is not meant to be sung alone —but …
I’m often asked about my inspiration for the songs I write, and very often there is no easy answer. May Morning is different. But to fully explain what happened we have to go back a bit further, to the start of my own pagan journey and apprenticeship. How It Started I was asked, back in …
One of our favorite bloggers has passed into the Summerland. Ariana Lightningstorm began writing for us in 2021, and published nine articles about her music here on Pagan Song. My heart is heavy. Ariana was such a pleasure to work with. As the editor of our blog, I exchange many messages with the writers as …
Under the canopy of leaves I breathe.I am rocked by the mother.I am held. Under the tapestry of trees I believe.I am rocked by the mother.I am held. Mother carry me.To your deep blue sea.Mother keep me safe from harm. Excerpt of lyrics from “Held By The Mother” by Celia Farran Of my four children, …
Springtime has revealed itself in all its glory here in Wisconsin. The robin, our state bird, has returned. Magnolias are now in bloom and their soft, sweet cream fragrance fills the air. Early morning sunshine pours in through our yards to spark life within the greening grass, as well as through our kitchen windows to …
Sit with me for a moment as I heed the season’s message. “Be still … or be stilled.” With the rune Isa as a guide, I watch. The icicle melts and the dream within is free. Be Still … Or Be Stilled Sometimes, we have to stop. For a moment. Breathe. Cease movement. Gather ourselves …
I recently had a conversation with my dear friend of almost three decades, Dru Ann Welch. Of her many gifts and talents, her passion and care for others as a Sound Healing Practitioner is extraordinary. As we spoke, I realized that her journey into sound healing might be of particular interest to our Pagan Song …
Out of the corner of your eye, whispers in the shadows of moonlit misty fields and meadows, in the hazy light of our dreams, sunlight on rain bedazzled spider webs in the garden … The unseen world of the Fae – the Land of the Sidhe – is all around us, within us, an ancient …
Awake yet? It’s amazing how many times I have been going along and not noticing all that is around and within me. If that has ever happened with you, then you will relate to this little post. Layers Consciousness has many layers. Even though my eyes are open and I think I am awake, I …
As we cross over the Spring Equinox, where the wheel turns and the Child of Light becomes the Prince of the Forest, the Lover of the Earth, He finds Himself in the arms of the Maiden. The shadows of the Crone have faded in the balanced day of Light and Dark. All that was, forms …
