Content Notes: I do use the word "crazy" from time to time because I identify with that word as a mentally ill person. I also talk frankly about burnout, violence (in a dream), trauma, and similarly heavy topics. If there is something you need a specific content warning on, please let me know and I… Continue reading Tread Light and Run Through The Fire
The last leg of the drive to Raven's Knoll occurred in some of the thickest fog I've ever seen outside of the coast of Nova Scotia, and we could barely see three feet ahead of the windshield. I told my partner I'd blow the fog away, and he responded that he doubted my otherworldly abilities… Continue reading Spiralrunning at the Witches Sabbat
I've written about my first two Witches' Sabbats before—the first, which took place in May 2015, and the second, which took place in May 2016. As I was going through my notes and thoughts from the third Sabbat this past May, I realised I was drafting in my mind’s eye a text of a slightly larger scope than the previous two years’ retrospectives, as I revisited the past and reconsidered all the events that have led me to The Witches' Sabbat of Raven's Knoll.
The way that people stitch themselves together happensSlow slow slowMeklit Hadero The fire, the conifers, the constant chorus of cicadas, frogs, and toads. The pine needles that coat the forest floor, a soft tapestry soaked in cedrus deodara that protects and nourishes. I learned long ago that many conifers do indeed drop their needles (and… Continue reading Shady pine trees and rivers of light: The Witches Sabbat at Raven’s Knoll 2016