Two needles

The All gave me a pearl,A great treasure for all my days And They gave me to her. A wedding procession carried usthrough the Heavens Before we even knew how to speak. An awen was given to me, A beautiful daimon, To own my breath and sooth my body,To speak to me whispers and harvest

A gray day in November

Wandering through the city of Borås in western Sweden. There is so much amazing public art here, these are just a fragment, but they’re two of my favourites.

Here is the word dragon

I’d been thinking about buying a new laptop for probably a year and a half. The one I had kept getting slower and slower but I put up with it because I’m the type of person who only buys new stuff when I really need it. But in the last months, my old laptop was

The web beneath my skin

The Lady knows all secrets,All fates are weaved before Her eyes.Yet, She tells none,Not even Her husband,Whose thirst to know fills the universe. The Lady knows all secrets,Morning, noon and nightShe sits at the spinning wheel and hums,Sings while She feels the threads of life pass between Her fingerstips. The Lady knows all my secrets,For

Ingwaz – Blood into Ink

There is a wound in me,One of manyBut this oneRuns deeper than all others There is a well in me,Which stretches down into the earthAnd from which the waters of my blood flow Who can stop the rushing tides?Who has the power to halt the currents from continuing their course?There is One. But She said:”Child

‘Last Words of The Sage’ is officially published!

It can be found here for free.