I was cycling to work this morning, feeling a bit down in the dumps and miserable and thinking about my blog and how I really should write something. Then something happened. I noticed the sunrise. I often see the sunrise on my morning cycle, but today it was a particular golden one full of autumn … Continue reading The Green and burning tree
A couple of years ago I wrote “The Modern Mabinogion” some modern mis-tellings of the ancient tales. The other week I thought I would have a go at writing a version about the Arthurian tales and legends. So with this in mind I re-read Le mort d’Arthur, and some other sources of the Arthurian tales. … Continue reading Questing Questing 123 – Is the chase better than the catch?
When you come to paganism, it is not too long before you are presented with the wheel of the year in some format. Maybe you are bombarded with information about the eight sabbats, festivals, ritual dates, celebrations, cross quarter and quarter days. Different people refer to the points by different names too.. Auutumn Equinox … Continue reading Reflections on the wheel
No musings this time. Instead here is a short story, that like so many of my poems and stories, got its first telling at the Long Man of Wilmington A few of years ago. It was written as a companion piece to my "giants treasure" story as an origin tale for white horse hill figures. … Continue reading Ride a white Horse
Many years ago when I first set foot on this path, my view of the Goddess and the God was much simpler. Back then, for me, there was the one Goddess with her many names and facets and her consort the God (who had but a few names; the Horned God, Cernonus, Herne or the … Continue reading An Isle of many Gods
I have been thinking about what it is to be a man in today's world. There is much pressure these days to conform to societies view on what is normal for a man. Phrases such as boys don’t cry, man up and grow a pair are bandied about all too regularly and we are bombarded … Continue reading Boys Don’t Cry
Stonehenge… That word conjures up so much to so many people. Some instantly think of Solstice and the Druids, Some think of free festivals, Some of the desecration of a national site of spiritual / historical interest, Some may shudder at the mention as it brings memories of raw conflicts within the pagan community. Some … Continue reading The Sun is the same in a relative way..
Who are you? This is a question that I have been asked a few times in my life and one have I have rarely answered in much depth. But there have been occasions when I have had to really think hard on this question. I would love to join Ancestory.com or something similar and have … Continue reading Who are you?
When I started on this path and particularly as a Bard, I was advised that to read the old tales, The Matter of Britain, Tales of Arthur and the Mabinogion and the like. So that’s what I did. Now I cannot pretend that I understood all of the tales after the first read, or even … Continue reading Old tales, modern tellings
"The land rolls away behind me The sky arcs high above me The sea rolls out before me And my feet are planted in the ground Of this, the land that I love" Ever since I moved to Sussex some 17 years ago, I have had a desire to walk the South Downs Way. I had … Continue reading Let me sit beside you