Bean-Sidhe Drumcraft: episode 2

Bean-Sidhe Drumcraft: with Fiona Dove Things have moved forward a bit over the past couple of days – Fiona is in process of getting a 3-day workshop together for this autumn, the dates are the...

Bean-Sidhe Drumcraft – episode 1

Bean-Sidhe Drumcraft: with Fiona Dove Fiona will be doing this workshop later in the year, somewhere out in the wilds but not yet certain where. If you’d like to go on it please contact her...

Brisingamen

A taster from the novel I’m currently writing … Brisingamen The thirteen golden moons shone out in her memory. Where were they, what had her mad red-haired brother done with them? She lay back in...

Interview: Elen Sentier by Mabh Savage

Interview with Elen Sentier: British Shaman   Mabh Savage March 1st, 2017 Elen Sentier: British Shaman Elen Sentier walks in the Deer Trods of Elen of the Ways, and has written about this and many other...

Lady & Lord in Herefordshire

In what’s now called the Golden Valley are two little churches, either side of the Dwr river , Turnastone and Vowchurch. When the Normans arrived here sometime after 1066 they misinterpreted this Welsh word dŵr,...

Merlin & the Am Bodach

Who is Merlin? Hmmm … difficult question; he’s been hauled over the coals, translated, written about, told stories of, made pictures of, and is the root of so many legends and myths that they fill...

Blackthorn Ceridwen

Blackthorn flowers before the leaves come and may flower as early as Imbolc, especially now climate change and global warming are well underway. The two British thorn trees, blackthorn and whitethorn (otherwise known as the...

So-called Renewables …

This article set me off today, it begins … “Expansion of renewable energy cannot by itself stave off catastrophic climate change, scientists warned Monday.” Who, in their right minds (!), ever thought it would? I’m now about...

Imbolc

Says it all for me …    

Bridey’s Flower: a blog for Imbolc

In my end is my beginning … Eliot again, now at Imbolc as at Samhain. And now again, the story ends and the story begins, turning and cycling round the seasons. Hiding in the bushes...

Bridey’s Worm

Driving up to Cheshire last week we knew the moles had woken up, molehills everywhere, yards and yards and yards of them, in every field and even along the grass at the edges of the...

Shapeshifting for Writers

I enjoyed this blog. I especially liked “Surely it is the role of a writer to take that leap of imagination and empathy into another body and soul, and in doing so, show that it...

Robin Song

Sometimes the simple call of a bird transports me across worlds, to another time, a memory time … I’m suddenly back 50-odd years, walking a lane in deep midwinter, snow piled up along the hedgerows,...

3 Kings Night

Big day for us here today, with lots of biodynamics to do. We’ve spent the past 11 days stirring Prep 500 (horn manure) each day … one day for each month of the coming year...

Wassail Mullings

The word wassail comes from Old English was hál, meaning “be you hale”, be healthful, be healthy. The tradition of wassailing apple orchards is about asking that the “Queen of the Orchard”, i.e. the oldest...

Ancient Calendars

Today is what we modern folk call new year’s eve but that is such a new invention, indeed the Gregorian calendar which we currently use dates from 1582, a mere 435 years ago! The idea...

Wren Boys – the Hunting of the Wren

The Wren Boys are an old tradition and so is the Hunting of the Wren. Its later forms, in Ireland, included catching a wren, sometimes keeping it alive and parading it round the village and...

Night of the Mothers

It’s old, old, old. It’s the eve of sun-return, the 24th of December, that the Christians now call Christmas eve. It’s the night the mothers come together to rebirth the sun. I was thirteen when...

Midwinter: Telling the Bees

This lovely little piece comes from Save the Bees Australia. “At least twice in our short history #honeybees have attended their #beekeepers#funerals. In 1934, when Sam Rogers died in Shropshire, England, his bees paid their farewell at...