Walking was not merely a form of exercise. It was meditation and adventure. It was freedom. It was the worship of the untamed world, a baptism in the springs of eternity, initiation into the truths that lie beyond poems, sermons, and temples.
Maps visualize our place in the world, distill disparate facts into a single image, inspire adventures to new cafes or mysterious spots in the hills, and allow us to make sense of our home at a big-picture level.
Together, we thrive; in isolation, we wither. What follows is an introduction to a seven-part series on the why and how of practicing paganism in a group.
The task for us is not to reconnect with the land. We are already at one with it. The task is to cut out the cataracts that blind us to this fact. Then, we can see what always was, is, and will be: we are of one weft with the sea and the moon.
This article explores four evidence-based therapeutic practices that integrate the land into modern healing and their parallels in Celtic pagan culture.
From ancient Greece to Song China to Victorian England, music, not meditation, has been the go-to for focusing the mind and uplifting the heart. In clamoring after the false panacea of mindfulness, this thread of tradition and wisdom has been abandoned.
From ancient Greece to Song China to Victorian England, music, not meditation, has been the go-to for focusing the mind and uplifting the heart. In clamoring after the false panacea of mindfulness, this thread of tradition and wisdom has been abandoned.
In case you’ve been living under a rock...or you have a life and reflexively roll your eyes when you hear the name Kardashian, there was a big reveal this week: Kylie Jenner admitted she got her boobs done. Yes, yes, I know. You must be shocked. Who would’
How the #LazyGirl phenomena reveals delusions about how the world works and sets employees up for frustration and failure.
Patrick leans up against his chair and takes another drag. A long white exhale. The smoke twirls in the glitter of LA below. White and red rivers curve through the sprawl. A few crickets hum in the mountain bush. A starless sky above. “Have you figured out what you’re
