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Come Darkness, Come Light

In the predawn darkness I am awake, snuggled in a warm cocoon of blankets, hearing the small, insistent voice that tells me to get up and go outdoors to greet the dawn—or the darkness, on this longest night of the year. Rising from the bed and pulling on clothes, I nudge up the thermostat in

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Tea Leaves and Transitions: Finding Grace

Seated on an upholstered chair near the fireplace, I stare into the depths of the porcelain cup cradled in my hands, contemplating the patterns of broken tea leaves. I adore this Asian-style vessel, simple and unadorned, round without a handle, with a ceramic infuser that rests inside and removed when the brew has steeped. I own two

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Singing the Pagan Moon: All Hallow’s Eve

Continuing with the season of reflection and looking back to older posts these past weeks, and in honor of the pagan sabbat of Samhain (Halloween), something from my England archives (2010): All Hallows Eve. It feels as if the entire day has been lifted from a spooky, storybook tale with ghostly trees draped in mist

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Offerings from the Heart: Four Years of SAJ

Outside the front windows of my cottage, a small juvenile Anna’s hummingbird perches at the red glass feeder that hangs by a slim chain, his emerald feathers and fuchsia-colored head nearly incandescent in the soft morning haze of clouded light. Observing him from my chair in the living room, my heart lifts in a quiet song

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The Blessing Bowl

Elsewhere in the northern hemisphere summer is arriving, yet beyond these walls I encounter only a realm of cool, swirling mist as I open the front door in the early morning. It has not rained in over a month, yet the wooden boards of the deck glisten darkly like smoky glass and the marine air is

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