lost her daughter

March 27, 2018

yoni steaming

So much sorrow! Demeter has lost her daughter! And to lose this daughter is to lose the joy of life itself. Kore was the scent of flowers. Kore was the green and growing. Kore was the one who brought vitality to her mother’s garden. And when the first chill met the summer air – we knew that we had lost her once again.

The girl must awaken to the woman within. Kore journeyed far beyond her mother’s garden, and into the arms of her lover. Lord of the Underworld, god of the dead, ruler of the darkness beneath the earth… Hades…Pluto. He called to Kore and she answered. And she became Persephone, Queen of the Underworld and Healer of Souls. Light met Darkness. Life met Death. And Demeter, not knowing where her daughter had gone, grieved for the loss of innocence. The world froze.

River Roberts
The Courage of Spring
Between the Worlds, spring 2009


Anyone who can put together a sentence of three words is a writer. Perhaps for this reason few writers, or persons ambitious to be writers, trouble to serve an apprenticeship. Among the world’s famous painters a few have been self-taught ; a few musicians in the course of centuries have been gifted with the prodigious talent to write music at the teething stage. But for most painters and most musicians, as for most sculptors, there are long essential years of hard apprenticeship, severe courses in the actual mechanics of their art. These courses are expensive ; the equipment necessary to them is expensive. On the other hand, the writer needs nothing; for sixpence he can set up shop. His models are on the library shelves, and his free material walks past the windows of his house. There is no need for him to study anatomy, counterpoint, composition, the use of the chisel. “ I should rather like to write,” he says, and begins.

H E Bates
The Modern Short Story


March 27, 2018

Language is a poor enough means of communication as it is. So we should use all the words we have.

Caitlín R. Kiernan
The Drowning Girl

Don’t worry about saving these songs!
And if one of our instruments breaks,
it doesn’t matter.
We have fallen into the place
where everything is music.
The strumming and the flute notes
rise into the atmosphere,
and even if the whole world’s harp
should burn up, there will still be
hidden instruments playing.
So the candle flickers and goes out.
We have a piece of flint, and a spark.
This singing art is sea foam.
The graceful movements come from a pearl
somewhere on the ocean floor.
Poems reach up like spindrift and the edge
of driftwood along the beach, wanting!
They derive
from a slow and powerful root
that we can’t see.
Stop the words now.
Open the window in the centre of your chest,
and let the spirits fly in and out.

Selected Poems
Translation Coleman Barks with John Moyne

the Great Goddess

March 25, 2018


One of the most revered and most powerful Goddesses of all time is Kali. Her worship and unbroken Hindu lineage stretches back into antiquity. She is the Great Goddess in her destroyer aspect, balanced and counterpoint for the Goddess in her creator aspect, yet she is also the three in one. In her emanation as Anath, she ruled the Middle East back to Neolithic times. In Central America, she is the Lady of the Serpent Skirt, her skirt an apron of severed phalluses.

Aryll Argon
She’s Back
The Beltane Papers winter 2009/2010

Strange days…

March 25, 2018

The Meaning of Anam Cara

March 25, 2018

moon and trees

In the Celtic Tradition there is a beautiful understanding of love and friendship. One of the fascinating ideas here is the idea of soul-love; the old Gaelic term for this is anam cara. Anam is the Gaelic word for soul and cara is the word for friend. So anam cara in the Celtic world was the “soul friend”. In the early Celtic church a person who acted as teacher, companion, or spiritual guide was called an anam cara. It originally referred to someone to whom you confessed, revealing the hidden intimacies of your life. With the anam cara you could share your inner most self, your mind and your heart. This friendship was an act of recognition and belonging. When you had an anam cara your friendship cut across all convention, morality, and category. You were joined in an ancient and eternal way with the “friend of your soul”. There is no cage for the soul. The soul is a divine light that flows into you and into your other. This art of belonging awakened and fostered a deep and special companionship. In his Confessions, John Cassian (360 – 435 AD) says this bond between friends is indissoluble. “this, I say, is what is broken by no chances, what interval of time or space can sever or destroy, and what even death itself cannot separate.”

John O’Donahue
Mysticism from the Celtic World

the most poetic thing

March 25, 2018

a supernova remnant

Every atom in your body came from a star that exploded. And the atoms in your left hand probably came from a different star than your right hand. It really is the most poetic thing I know about physics.

You are all stardust.

You couldn’t be here if stars hadn’t exploded. Because the elements, the carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, iron, all the things that matter for evolution weren’t created at the beginning of time. They were created in the nuclear furnaces of stars. And the only way they could get into your body is if the stars were kind enough to explode.
So forget Jesus. The stars died so you could be here today.

Lawrence M Krauss
A Universe from Nothing

repress revolt

March 25, 2018

Man enjoys the great advantage of having a god endorse the code he writes; and since man exercises a sovereign authority over women it is especially fortunate that this authority has been vested in him by the Supreme Being . . . the fear of God will therefore repress any impulse towards revolt in the downtrodden female.

Simone de Beauvoir
The Second Sex

How do you like your eggs in the morning?
I like mine with a kiss
Boiled or fried?
I’m satisfied as long as I get my kiss –

From the film “Rich, Young And Pretty” (1951)
(Nicholas Brodszky / Sammy Cahn)