Wordsmithing Magic from the Crossroads
Tonight, those who are counting down only to Christmas, as well as all who are counting down to Solstice now join together. United at last, from every continent around the globe, we are simultaneously all in the eternal Circle, in our own liminal moment, as evening sweeps across the Earth.
For my readers who are unhappy with the “political” material in my posts and newsletter, I offer a manifesto of my beliefs and purpose. I hope it will clarify my position as we navigate this unprecedented time.
Poem for the sabbat of Lughnasadh.
This Feb. 14, let us reject the patriarchal cult of dead martyrs and reclaim this day of love, honoring the divine gift of all love, all pleasure.
Nature is an antidote for much of what troubles us. Learn how to meet and work with the sacred herbs, flowers, and plants who bless you your whole life.
It’s one of the MOST magical threshold times of the year: Midsummer’s Eve! Read all about why it’s so special: history, lore, and lots more!
This Feb. 14, let us reject the commercial cult of dead martyrs and reclaim this day of love, honoring the divine gift of all love, all pleasure.
We’ve come to the last Sun Day and the final candle before Solstice and Christmas. Happy Chanukah, blessed night, we bring now our fourth Light.
I am writing a long overdue love letter to someone I have thought about nearly every day of my life for many, many decades. Today is her birthday.
You were given a gift at birth you might not fully understand. But you can learn to connect to it, polish it, and love it. I’ll show you how.
Copyright © 2025 — Beth Owls Daughter
