agnosticism

Column: Hanging Garden

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The din had been loud inside the house, but outside, I felt like I was being buffeted by it, surrounded on all sides by argument. I felt a guilty weight in the pit of my stomach. I knew what the sound was now. I looked up and without any joy found what I expected to find.

There were exactly two black crows sitting in the branches of my tree, facing my house, yelling at me.

“What do you want?” I sighed. But I knew. 

Paganism

Column: Having a Voice – Ordination for Our Communities

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“Our clergy, our priests and priestesses who lead our small circles, covens, kindreds, groves, and groups, perform a fantastic job of helping to keep our traditions balanced. We share the reality that clergy of all faiths have during these turbulent times of mass shootings, the slow  disintegration of privacy rights, and the overall pandemic: we are needed more than ever.”

blindness

Column: Old One-Eye

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The folks I know who work with Odin, after a certain age, have remarkably similar medical histories. Eye trauma features heavily: cataracts, glaucoma, the sorts of illness that require long periods with eye patches or new, glass eyes to fill out empty sockets. The day my partner looked at me and held up their hand, covering one eye and nodding as if something made more sense, sits with me still on some nights.