Blog o’ Gnosis

Today as I was walking along the beach, I tossed around in my head the word “witch,” also the word “Witch.” These words have been familiar companions since I began thinking of myself as maybe possibly sometimes a witch, well over twenty years ago. Since then it has been at various times an albatross, an inspiration, a dare, a tired relic, an embarrassment, a shocker, a battle cry, a statement of fact, and a clever diversion.

Okay, well I guess I am now collecting poems having to do with dreams. I spent some time this evening browsing through a friend’s poetry collection, and came up with this beauty that I had to share. I don’t know whether Reya is doing her Poetry for Brigid blog this year, but here’s my first contribution anyway.

I’ve spent most of my life thinking about different kinds spirituality and what my spirituality is. I don’t think I’ve spent any time at all until today with the question of what exactly spirituality is. What makes a person leading a spiritual life different from a person leading any other kind of life?

I absolutely love the Winter holidays. I’ll take all of ‘em, I’m not picky. The tree, the lights, the darkness, the candles, the food, the staying up late and drinking too much, the days in between one bash and another where I get to just sit around and reflect. My dreams at the end of [...]