Autumn in Pittsburgh

I love Pittsburgh in Autumn. Pittsburgh glows when the leaves begin to turn and the air gains a crisp edge. I love walking through my neighborhood, smelling the faint beginnings of decay, feeling in my very bones that the Autumn Mother has arrived.

Holding on to Hope

Black people are being MURDERED by police EVERY GODDAMN DAY and it is being sanctioned by the state while white folk turn a blind eye to blatant,systemic racism in the United States. Indigenous people are peaceably protesting to protect our water, which, when last I checked, is essential to the survival of life on our planet, and we…

Gwion finds gainful employment

I have my copy of Three Drops from a Cauldron’s Lughnasadh 2016 anthology in hand! Get yours here! Featured Image: Mushrooms by Amoret

Faery Doors

Waking the trails in Frick Park, I often come upon Faery dwellings…some Fae-touched soul likes to build them near the sides of the trails, and often little gifts are left behind the doors: magic wands, bits of magical earth-stuff, etc. It’s lovely to be walking along and to spot a portal to another world (or…


Reciprocity by Amoret BriarRose The Ancestors call. I pour the water, light the candles, sing the songs and suddenly legions are behind me, washing me forward on waves of blood memory. Image:  Birth the Dream by Amoret

Make it So

Sometimes you have to sew in your own silver lining. 

Ancestor Stories: Grandpa Clarence

Today is the anniversary of my grandfather’s death. Clarence Schirmer was a big man, a police officer, and a lover of music who played many instruments by ear. I don’t know much about him, as he died a little over a month after I was born. I believe that my musical nature is one of the…

Magic is Afoot

Magic is afoot, friends! November 4-6, 2016: Boneweaver and I will be teaching a new class – The Pentacle of Charisma: Invoking the Black Heart of Innocence in Community Leadership. May 2017: Planning is underway to teach a Community class (one of the Reclaiming Core Classes, the basic curriculum in the Reclaiming Tradition) in Virginia…

Ancestor Stories: Grandma Lorraine

Today is the anniversary of my grandmother’s death. Władysława Szaflarski (Lorraine, Lottie) had a dry wit, a talent for telling ghost stories and was one of the most spiritually powerful people I’ve ever met. Growing up, she was my best friend and the one adult that really “got” me. She taught me about safety and…