Pilgrimage Journal 4, a brief interlude
The past was all metaphor, right? Myths just ways of encoding knowledge about nature, something easy to remember and something… Read more Metaphor’s End
Some things cannot be unseen. But why would you want to?
I’m a part of what weaves my story, but there are sudden bursts of searing insight which remind me that… Read more Gods and Radicals
The night before I left Seattle, my brother-in-law brought me two glasses of mead which we’d brewed together, a Methyglyn,… Read more When Gods Come Back Around….