art - Natalia Drepina Beautiful soul who sits on the ledge, Their voice cracked at what they need to express, But feel the icy grip...

art - kindranikolephotography Shadow priestess, Walking that space where liminality weaves, Lighting candles from the pain in your...

image original -Jojopostfashion "Singing to the lost That is the thing I am not a shining beacon I do not guide Thudding of blackened...

Image- wallpaperwide Puncture marks punctuate Torn from bullet wounding points A cage of overgrown weeds Deep breaths filling lungs...

Remember when I blog posted about the archetype of the Story teller? This is the extension of that message. The obligation to write our...

“…I hear her scream Guttering The pitch black chord of night I am her and She is me…” – Joey Morris Woad Warrior Never in human...

I am Her And She is me The guardian in woad A story screams Across the void Marked in battle lines I hear her scream Guttering ...

Image – Olivia Rose Photography All her own work “Blood to the Hedge, Prick of the finger, Lightning in our veins, It’s not wise to...

Image –by Shi-Nya-Nya The Songs Were like Dust In my Bones Aching Yearning to be released Blood stained fingertips Becoming...

Image from Tumblr A thousand waves descended And yet I did not drown Don’t ask me to lie Don’t ever expect me to lie down Warriors...

Can’t lie to the seer who dreams in Crow tongue Can’t take back the future when it’s already done Can’t shade the soul whose sound in...

“In the Spring Kissed Woodland Dances bare a Maid Young and pure and lovely Strong and unafraid She speaks of Birth and Promise Of...

Image – Jenny of Omnia The gentle breath Of a Moth’s wing Winds of change In everything The world quiets There is no rush The...

They’ve tried to break me Since I was a child Told me to behave Be quiet and mild The truth is I’m broken And proud to be so For...

I bear my teeth and howl I let my soul dance bare The running wild wolf I am not your harbour I am the storm The crashing ocean wave...

★ In the mist where secrets dwell Lies a story I shall tell What lurks beyond that Woodland Fell The tolling of the Faery bell… ★ –...

Art by – Dan Burgess I stand by the gate Clad in Starlight Howling deep into the void There is a map somewhere In the Cosmos A reciting...

Mother Morrigan Tuck me into the folds Of your midnight Teach me to sink And count the stars Teach me to die well So I might live ...

Original art by Daniel Vazquez Badb I see you stalking through my dreams With Birch wizened teeth And howling Chords I see the...

There has been something in the atmosphere lately that seems to lead many spiritual folks to wish to separate themselves from, and loudly...