Whither Druidry

A deliberately provocative title for an article draft destined for the Imbolc newsletter of The Druid Network, just prior to its annual gathering near Birmingham. Lots of links - have fun exploring! "Whence Druidry" has become incredibly well 'documented' in the twenty or so years I've been associating with Druidry as a spiritual practice. For... Continue Reading →

Bellway Homes in Charfield

If you've been reading anything from me recently you'll know my village of Charfield has been selected as sacrificial dumping ground - sorry, a strategic development location - for another 1200 homes. And you'll know I feel strongly that this cannot be made a sustainable choice because of the road network in the area being... Continue Reading →

The WECA JSP and Charfield

If the title mystified you, don't worry, just move along. 🙂 Not a blog post as much as a public copy of some correspondence between me and my MP. Dear Luke I have seen a copy of the letter you recently sent to Tim Bowles, chair of WECA, regarding his election promise as to development... Continue Reading →

Funerary rites for the solitary

Paganism is an old path, and the old gods have been reverenced for, well, a long time. But in a largely book driven monotheist culture, those walking the experiential ways are still disparate, and nowadays as likely to be connected to community through the Internet as in any physical sense. Yes, we have groves and... Continue Reading →

Peace

Within my heart, and within my home, may there be peace. To the four corners of the World, may peace come. Over land, under sea and in sky, may peace reign. In the face of chaos and crisis, may peace prevail. Where it is not to be found, may we bring peace. Peace to find... Continue Reading →

Chicken Diary – the final chapter

It was a few years after we arrived in Charfield, perhaps 2004, when we started keeping chickens. Today, for now at least, we've stopped. Last night unbeknown to us, Mr Fox paid a visit and murdered our remaining three chooks. He dug in under the chickenwire, crossed the run and got into the coop (through, it... Continue Reading →

Paperbark Writer

Newspaper curls in the heat of the vitriol Steaming like ordure; a ranting tirade! Perhaps we should not take the wording as literal but Jesus is banned from the Easter parade! The eggs that he laid are no more to be Christian, The hare and the springtime fertility rite. The National Trust has defied all... Continue Reading →

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