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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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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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Keeping the Boat Upright: Little Rituals of Grace

My musing started with toast and jam. An Asian-style, handleless cup of green tea sat beside me and a golden beeswax candle flickered within reach, while outside the morning sky shimmered with misty blues, but the scent and crackle of toast shifted my thoughts. Specifically, it was homemade spelt and emmer (einkorn) bread that I crisped under

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The Art of Slow Food: Duck à la Marlena

It was perhaps a bit extravagant. Certainly it brings new meaning to the term and culinary movement of “slow food.” Setting out to make a 9-day duck dish isn’t your everyday undertaking. It seems something fit for a holiday, and in our rushed and harried world, perhaps not even then. Overnight marks the upper limit

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Aromatherapy and Ritual: Bliss for the Creative Spirit

I wake to soft morning light, a pale glow on the worn linen curtains in my bedroom illuminating that dawn has just arrived. As I push back the fluffy duvet and emerge from a warm cocoon of bed, the rest of the household still sleeps. Even the dogs. I make my way to the bathroom and

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