Stand Still

Stand Still We are truly in the Yuletide season. The darkness seems never so close as these days leading up to the longest night, and this year that darkness is particularly heavy.  Solstice comes from the roman word ‘solstitium’ meaning ‘sun standing still’. I welcome it, this opportunity to be still. I want to wrap…

A Witch’s Pilgrimage

A challenge for me after moving from Asheville in the US to North Staffordshire in the UK was the loss of the bond with where I lived. Over fourteen years I had developed a precious, reciprocal relationship with the genius loci and leaving the spirit of that place was very hard. I know of course,…

The Four of Cups and Finding Solace in the Practice

The ritual as I remember it, was unchanged. I would come home from school, make tea, put it on a special table, and start sewing while watching Little Women on VHS (the 1949 version). Back then I did tapestries – large vividly printed designs on canvas that I filled in with thick, wool-like yarn, a…