The Dance of Sea and Symbol

What’s in a name? Or, for that matter, what’s in a thing?

Gates to the Forests

Rain-soaked streets fill the streams of the forests. Updates on the book, the Pilgrimage, Gates, and gods.

Do Not Look There, Unless You’d Leave

Apparently, I’m going to New Grange for Midwinter Solstice.

What Earth Sees of Sky

The second in my series, “Where They May Be Found,” is posted on A Sense of Place. Last week’s was on Brân; this one’s on Arianrhod: You can see yourself, shadowy but there, an image I suspect closer to “truth” than the ones we see in polished surface. When I feel unwell, or lost in […]

Shadow or Song?

You know you’re doing it right when random street graffiti starts making sense Showing signs from the gods Like distorted images in a mirror From Strange Spirits , by Jeremiah Lewis I don’t know what to make of this place. I’ve been in Eugene a little over three weeks now. In that time I’ve glimpsed […]