Music Ennobles All It Touches
Some ignorant, fearful idiot scrawled swastikas on the walls of an institute of higher learning today. This is yet another bit of proof that our time has come. Those of us who decided, as I did as a child in the 1970s, that the bad old days of the Holocaust were behind us and that if … Continue reading Who Are We?
Inspired by Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt I’m standing on the shores of Llyn Tegid, where Cerridwen brewed the Awen. I, too, did that task, with a pack of Druids I’d never met. One of them was sent down to Sussex, where I was Called, though I didn’t know it. On his shopping list was … Continue reading Llyn Tegid #writephoto
We stand on the edge of the abyss. Humanity is the scourge of the planet, some say. The Earth will be better off without us say others. We are causing our own extinction. I think we’re the child, throwing toys out of the cradle, not caring what breaks as we rage at our own actions. … Continue reading Are We Part of the Problem, or Part of the Solution?
I know you’re angry. So am I. How could we not be? Children ripped from their parents, Concentration camps in Texas. “I can’t breathe” “I remember their laughter” A child-man throwing ugly decrees from his high chair. But from a high shelf in Europe come watercolor images a century on. French families fleeing destruction. Children … Continue reading Centenary
On March 20th, 2018, a circle of people stood in the rain, celebrating the day the genocide ended. The Ohlone had called us together with faith leaders from many communities to celebrate the vernal equinox on a parking lot that covers the last remnant of a shellmound complex that stretched for miles. At the ceremony, … Continue reading The Day The Genocide Ended
When does one wave end and another begin? I have always felt let down after Pantheacon. That first day back at my fairly colorless job, no one to share the insights, highs, and shenanigans of the weekend, my friends scattered to the four winds yet again, is always hard. This year I took the rest … Continue reading Nine Waves
The First Peoples of North America killed the Black Snake. They warned us all of the web of dark pipe, creeping across the Land, poisoning the Land, the Water, the Air. They had to speak, hoping that at last we would hear because death came once again for their lands, and because they knew that … Continue reading The Story of Now
Yew. Deep peace of the Grove. Silence in the back of my head. Like the Druid’s tonsure, forbidden at Whitby. When the Wild Celtic Church was tamed, Rome had its way at last. Or did it? The Yews still stand in churchyards. Ancient, filled with silence. The deep peace of the grave is not … Continue reading Yew
I ran across the One Million Redwoods kickstarter today. The thing that really brought me on board is that, besides the fact that this project is already underway, they are not just planting redwoods, but the whole forest community. They understand the difference between a tree farm and a forest, and they are doing the … Continue reading One Million Redwoods
Originally posted on Druid Life:
It may be as a Druid that your first instinct is to protect trees no matter what. It’s a good instinct, (I would think that, because I do feel it) but at the same time, it helps to understand the historical relationships between people, trees and the landscape. First up,… Continue reading Druidry and cutting down trees
