The Weavers’ Wyrd Wonders

Mightily wove they | the web of fate, While Bralund’s towns | were trembling all; And there the golden | threads they wove, And in the moon’s hall | fast they made them. ~ Poetic Edda, Helgakvitha Hjorvarthssonar I, Verse 3 Weaving has been an integral part of human civilization for millennia. Though I’ve known…

Calling Up Courage

In the wee hours of a day in late March, I caught a glimpse of a horse, a spear, and a beautiful bronze shield. In an instant, I was in a woman’s presence standing in a temple that was partially open to rich, green fields. The woman’s red robes caught my eye. She smiled warm and…

Mari Lwyd’s Weird Cousin

“Mari Lwyd, Lwyd Mari A sacred thing through the night they carry. Betrayed are the living, betrayed the dead All are confused by a horse’s head.” — Vernon Watkins, excerpt from Ballad of the Mari Lwyd In late December I wandered into my living room, heading for the kitchen to get a drink of water….