Journal

To Be Human It is well known that modern humanity is deeply alienated from nature in its many forms. Indeed for the first time in human history, the majority of people on the pl...

Finding Solace in Nature: My Journey from The Fens to Lewes Growing up in a small farming village in The Fens, I didn’t fully realize how much I thrived in quiet places, surrou...

If you take a deep breath in now, what do you feel? Can you smell...

Witchcraft is, I believe, the practice of entering into relation with the world, of exerting...

The choice, after all, is ours to make. If, having endured much, we have at last asserted our “right to know,” and if, knowing, we have concluded that we are being asked to t...

So now, as the Maiden form of the Goddess whispers to us of hope and new beginnings at the festival of Imbolc, it is on a cold February morning that you are invited to step o...

Its berries are red as a maiden's lip, Its leaves are of changeless green; And any thing changeless now, I wis, Is somewhat rare to be seen. The holly, which fall and frost h...

  “What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness” — John Steinbeck     With winter no longer a distant prospect, I have pul...

As the leaves begin to lose their grip and fall away, the autumn fruits of the hedgerows ripen and are ready to be found and foraged. Rowan, Blackthorn, Hawthorn, Elderberri...