It always amazed me how traditions many mile apart are so similar.
First New Moon of Summer
It always amazed me how traditions many mile apart are so similar.
White Eagle Legend of Poland
I love learning these stories. It shows how out of balance we have become with our fear of aging, and the rejection of the wisdom of our elders. Perhaps one day we will once again learn to walk the dark paths to bring us back into balance.
3rd New Moon of Spring
Well said.
Cosmic Egg and the Cult of the Bird Women
I love reading the mythos from around the world.
“Up in Arms” Against A.R.M.: What Can We Do?
Like a bad penny, this conman, Couto and his ilk once again crawl out of the ooze. The truth sent him packing before and our support of our Elders who are the experts in these matters will see the law and truth win out again.
Family: every day I’m getting emails about the recent threats by Animal Recovery Mission to bring an end to our religion by attacking one of our most essential sacraments, animal offerings. False propaganda and misleading photographs are being used to manipulate emotions; and in the process, the organization is generating obscene amounts of cash and support from their dishonest rhetoric. Their leader, Richard Couto, is a master of manipulation and marketing. With this attack against our rights gearing up, aleyos, aborishas, and olorishas are asking me, “What can we do?”
First, I need everyone to realize that in this war, I’m not a leader. I’m a follower. I have chosen to follow the lead of Oba Ernesto Pichardo, who is THE expert on defending our religious rights. He has fought wars like this before, winning against people greater than Richard Couto. I need everyone writing me to follow him on…
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Osprey Totem – Water and Wind
We shared the river with a pair of osprey and their going last summer. Beautiful birds not afraid to take on the bald eagles that shared the river.
2nd Moon of Spring
Great advice for this month’s Moon energy.
STARTS WITH A WHISPER–ENDS WITH A ROAR
If the wind could speak, would you understand?
Fantasy author E.D. Tice recently released his debut novel, Whisper, the first in a series aimed towards middle-school and young adult readers.
Whisper is the story of Whitney Roseman and her adventures in the northern wilds. Central to the story is her ability to talk to the wind, and the life-changing things she learns from those conversations. Readers young and old alike will enjoy Whitney’s pluck and verve.
The novel consists of a series of four short stories and novellas, each focusing on a different age in Whitney’s life. While beginning with stories of Whitney when she is 11, the second half of the book jumps ahead several years to when she is in high school. Readers will…
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To the ARM supporters, and ARM
Well said. Everyone should do their due diligence before sending their hard earned money to any organization. My solution is to donate locally that way I know the group to whom I have my money.
Dear Animal Recovery Mission and Supporters
I’ve been asked by others in my spiritual community to weigh in on the claims and charges made by your leaders against two religions: Lucumí (you know it as Santeria) and Palo Mayombe. I’m not qualified to speak on behalf of Palo Mayombe, and because of my relatively short period of time in this religion (14 years as a priest of Obatala and close to 30 years as an adherent) I’m loathe to speak at all. There are much older heads who should be speaking. But, I’m not one to keep my mouth shut against gossip and false witness.
First, my background: I come from a small, rural farming town that serves as the entrance to the Northern Neck of Virginia. I was raised on land that was once a huge farm, but farming ended about the time I was born in the 1960s…
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…be the light…
A poignant reminder. Thanks Natalie.
Not quite 3 years ago, when I was first working in the city, I met a young woman named Alice. We were waiting in line for food one lunch hour. I was in the flush of new job excitedness. The service was slow. She was in line in front of me, and I, emboldened by my flush of good fortune tossed out a comment meant to elicit a laugh. I got a small smile and we had slightly awkward conversation. Then it was her turn to order and I turned my mind to what I wanted.
As I got my lunch and turned to leave, determined to take my lunch back to my desk, I saw her sitting alone and there was something….I will never know why, but I stopped at her table and said something to the effect of “I was wonder….I’m just going off to eat by myself…if…
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Paths I Walk 
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