by Francesca Aniballi We are a web of words A knot of arms A chain of holding hands Around Planet Earth. Women of the World We are seers in the dark Healers, creatives and wise ones Vision holders Carrying the fruits of our truths In our arms Rippling like the Ninth Wave Between the ocean…
by Carrie Anderson The brown, tan, and russet hues of autumn are still present. It’s now past the solstice, and this part of the world is awash in swirling colors of mud and leaves. Traversing a trail, the fallen leaves are inches deep. In various stages of decomposition, the crunching under our feet makes our…
by Aurora Moon Beam The point of my story is to show how someone like me, coming from a conventional, patriarchal, and military (read heavy masculine) background, found her way to the Divine Famine, the Magic Isle of Avalon, and the 9 Morgens. It was a journey led by magic and other energies, but only…
by Courtney Earl My name is Courtney Pearl. I am a Healer. In that, I don’t mean I fix anyone, for we are not broken. A healer is a guide to integrate body, mind, and soul back to the center. I am a witness to the process and priestess of the Goddess of balance. I…
by Rev. Rachael Wright I walk in sands Far from the land of my birth Far from the shores of the Holy Isle The fog rolls in and enrobes me “Welcome back,” it whispers For the Water Remembers These misty droplets, once part of the oceans, the rains that nourished the first trees and mosses….
by Raven Winters My journey along the Mystic Path of the Goddess and Avalon began when I was about sixteen years old. I had begun digging into my Celtic ancestry and simultaneously looking into Kabbalah and Gnosticism, where I learned about the Gospels of Mary Magdalene and Thomas. Discovering the Shekinah (Sophia) and Mary Magdalene…
By Jan Muse I am darkness, I am light. I am grounded, I take flight. I am the hottest summer day, And the coldest winter night. I am the deepest of Oceans, The highest of stars. I’m a little bit Venus, And a little bit Mars. I’ve been a leader, I’ve been led. I’ve been…
By Reshmi Haque Winter nights so long and cold. The wind howls outside, so bold. The sky is dark, the stars are bright. Whereas the moon casts a silver light. The snow is falling, softly, slowly. A blanket for the earth below. The world is quiet, hushed and still. A peacefulness that can’t be filled….
by Kate Brunner Once, She and I stood together, on a slate bank, humming with bee-laden heather. Once, She turned Her sharp skull towards me and smiled wistfully through bleached sockets. Once, I smiled back, my own sharp eyes filled with glistening dew drops of confidence. Once, I was ready, I was sure. Buzzing, dizzy…
by Seer Matron Elisa In the Avalonian Cycle of Revealing, each of the Goddesses has domain over one or more of the full moons of the yearly cycle. The Yearly Cycle always begins with the holy day of Calan Gaeaf and Ceridwen, and we celebrate the first four moons of the year with Her. This…