Eliza Daley ~ Wordcraft & Musing on Home & Hope
I do not hold with private meditation as a path toward insight. It may quiet the stream enough for you to corral your thoughts. Perhaps you can better see into the corners of your mind, what might be called subconsciousness if that wasn’t such an abused and now meaningless term, but they are still your… Continue reading The Flow of Wisdom
A Way of Life for Earth Bodies Headline News... We interrupt this meditation on being good to note that being good has responsibilities — including civic, maybe mostly civic, as relation to others is how good is defined. And today is showing that we have quite a lot of work to do. It's time to… Continue reading Religious, Not Especially Spiritual
A Way of Life for Earth Bodies In my continuing examination of life and meaning and ways of being in this world, I have determined that I am the inverse of “spiritual but not religious”. I am religious, but I am not particularly spiritual. Or at least I do not think spirit has much bearing… Continue reading Religious, Not Especially Spiritual
gracious mother glorious creator generous progenitor we remember this day in gratitude in humility in wonderment we give heartfelt thanks for this being for these bodies for this magnanimous bounty no promise broken no necessity denied no love withheld even to these your wayward children is selfless solicitude bestowed and though in bottomless want we… Continue reading canticle for earth day
thirteen life lessons, a year of moon praxis, that we, the younger kin, may learn from relation. strength from the hummingbird no obstacle will be barrier to your will confidence from the squirrel all endeavors will be accomplished in your hands trust from the salmon the way home is always written in your heart patience… Continue reading life lessons
throughout time throughout place the wise proclaim all is divine and we nod in acquiescence hmm yes, all divine we intone in sage murmurs all divine, but… but not the rocks we say surely there is no divinity in mute mineral stasis still, all is divine… so say the wise but… but not the rivers… Continue reading all is divine
I am an odd witch. Most would not consider me one at all. This is just fine with me, because most witches in history have not named themselves in that manner either, and not merely because it was rather bad for one’s health to claim the title. Most simply had no use for titles. They… Continue reading Magic as Wisdom: a Winter Spell
By My Solitary Hearth 