September 2010

Yesterday, my husband told me I should clean the house. No, I did not get offended. I knew just what he meant. It’s so great that he sees exactly what I do and why I do it. I hadn’t done a thorough energy cleansing of the new house yet because it was still such a mess. But yesterday, I assessed the situation: humans vs. boxes: I figured the odds were acceptable and that our space was truly livable and our own. I’m not saying that we are all organized (please don’t look into what should be my office, if you can even get the door open!) But we are set up now and the kids have really taken in the new house as their own. So, it was time to seal the deal with a good energy cleansing.

I first did a tour of the house, putting things away, swept the floor and wiped the sticky fingers from the breakfast table. The purpose of cleansing the energy of a house is to make the energy nice and even. Whatever is messy generates chaos and works against your efforts to stabilize the energy. So, a quick run-through is a good time investment.

In a house, there are areas that accumulate energy and others that our energy deficient. There are energy leaks sometimes, especially in strategic entry points, like windows and doors and everywhere there is more traffic. There are also strategic points that work more than others, so they use up more energy. These are areas such as the roof, supporting beams, foundations, pipes and electrical systems. Those are the things that are most likely to break in a house, because they work so hard. I like to make sure that these key points are stable energetically to ensure the good health of a home.

After my quick clean up, I prepared myself. I evened out my energy by washing my hands, face, arms, body and feet. I picked up my smudge stick and walked up to my altar. A smudge stick is a bundle of herbs that is used to fumigate energies and it is mostly used in Native rites. Mine is a mix of sagebrush and lavendar. I held it up to the icons of my Lord and Lady. I then lit it up until the herbs were smoldering and the smoke was rising in the air. I walked the whole house, leaving a trail of sage smoke at all the strategic points. I let it trail over the seams between the wall and the floor and between the wall and ceiling. I circled the frames of all doors and windows. On the top floor, I used my smudge stick like a paintbrush and painted the whole ceiling with the smoke, willing it to reach the top most part of the roof. In the basement, I painted the whole floor, willing the energy to seep into foundations. I let the smoke trail the beams and the water pipes, went to the utilities room and cleansed the water heater, the furnace, the electrical panels. I also took time to cleanse our new furniture and appliances.

I came back, closing my circle, at my altar. I stopped a moment to smudge the medicine wheel that we put up in our living room, a gift from our friends up north. I came back to my altar and flicked my smudge stick in all four directions: north, east, south, west. I then bowed to my deities. This task was done.

It feels like home now. It’s nice and stable, like the house got warmer all of a sudden. Home is a place of refuge, a place to grow as a family, to celebrate life with friends. When it is strong and solid, it makes you strong and solid. As within, so without… Well, it works the other way too. Sometimes, it’s just easier to work on the ‘without’. The waning moon is the best time to cleanse anything. A few more days left if you want to get this done!

Merry cleaning!


I’d like to announce that I have just created a group called ‘The Christian Pagan Fellowship’ on Facebook. This is as an answer to numerous requests for a place to network and to meet others. It is open to all and everyone is free to post on the wall and on the discussion panel. I’d like to put up a sister web site eventually where people can post articles, poems and artwork. But, one thing at a time, right?And if you have suggestions and comments, please share. I am not a leader of this movement. I am simply a co-creator.

There are many of us out there who live by the teachings of Jesus and who live in the embrace of the Goddess. Many of us live in rythm with the earth and feel its energy. We weave magic and walk the spirit world. We are who we are and we call ourselves by different names: witches, pagans, sophians, norvicensians, druids, celtic christians, mystics, gnostics… We are all connected by this bond of faith and love of Life. I hope we can share that fire and make our lives and our world better just by being who we are. It is my greatest wish.

In love and light,


I hope you all had a beautiful Mabon feast. We celebrated with a feast of roast meat, grilled vegetables and apple pie. I got the kids together around a nice big pumpkin and we drew on the pumpkin all the things we harvested this year: a new house, new city, smooth daycare transitions for the little ones, new adventures in school for my husband, the publishing of the book and the great years we spent in Chisasibi. Of course, you give a marker to pre-schoolers and it looked more like vegetable desecration, but they had fun and it gave us a chance to get together. We also had friends from Chisasibi over last night to bless our house with their good wishes (and more food!)

As for the full moon, I got a sudden urge, like a small child to reach up and tell my mommy to hold me. And that’s what I did.

A little present from me to you for this sabbat. Here is the Ode of the Christian Pagan, the Canticle of the Sun of St-Francis of Assisi. For those who know it already, enjoy a moment of peace. For those who have never heard it before, you are in for pure bliss!

Blessings on you all!

Canticle of the Sun

Most high, all powerful, all good Lord!
All praise is yours, all glory, all honor, and all blessing.

To you, alone, Most High, do they belong.
No mortal lips are worthy to pronounce your name.

Be praised, my Lord, through all your creatures,
especially through my lord Brother Sun,
who brings the day; and you give light through him.
And he is beautiful and radiant in all his splendor!
Of you, Most High, he bears the likeness.

Be praised, my Lord, through Sister Moon and the stars;
in the heavens you have made them bright, precious and beautiful.

Be praised, my Lord, through Brothers Wind and Air,
and clouds and storms, and all the weather,
through which you give your creatures sustenance.

Be praised, My Lord, through Sister Water;
she is very useful, and humble, and precious, and pure.

Be praised, my Lord, through Brother Fire,
through whom you brighten the night.
He is beautiful and cheerful, and powerful and strong.

Be praised, my Lord, through our sister Mother Earth,
who feeds us and rules us,
and produces various fruits with colored flowers and herbs.

Be praised, my Lord, through those who forgive for love of you;
through those who endure sickness and trial.

Happy those who endure in peace,
for by you, Most High, they will be crowned.

Be praised, my Lord, through our Sister Bodily Death,
from whose embrace no living person can escape.
Woe to those who die in mortal sin!
Happy those she finds doing your most holy will.
The second death can do no harm to them.

Praise and bless my Lord, and give thanks,
and serve him with great humility.

Like I said in my previous post, I’m trying to keep it positive. Things are looking good. We are settling in our new house and reconnecting with old friends. The kids are doing great. The biggest challenge is adjusting to our new jobs: work for me and school for my husband.

I don’t know if it is me who changed or the city (likely it’s a lot of both), but I find it hard to re-adjust to the way people think and feel in the city. It’s not just the rush, although I feel that too. I was wondering why I felt so stressed (not like moving, finding new jobs and re-adjusting to a new life isn’t enough), but I realized yesterday that it was more than that. Up north, the pace of the energy flowed at the same pace as my breath. I’ve realized that I can’t pace my energy (and don’t want to) at the same pace that I’m living my life here. I’m going to have to be really careful to keep my natural rythm in spite of the rush. Nobody can live in their natural energy state while going crazy with everything. It’s just not healthy.

I’m not about to go on a spree of ‘city bashing’. Positivity, right? But I can’t help but make a comparative study of what I observe since I’ve been back. After a week back at work, it seems that my experience of the city so far can be summed up in one principle:

‘What are people going to think?’

It seems that this is the number pre-occupation of people nowadays. OK, you might think it’s cliché, self-help stuff, but believe me, it’s not merely an obvious statement. It’s a real consideration. I arrived at my new job, I am asked to dress a certain way, to act a certain way, to ascribe to company protocol in terms of contact with the clients, etc… They want me to be a certain way. I understand that: the clinic has a reputation to uphold. But, one of the greatest lessons that I have learned up north is to give of yourself. You reach within and you give your gifts as a token of your love for the world and for the other that is standing in front of you. There is nothing else that matters. Of course, up there you get points just for showing up to work, so right off the bat, I’m hitting a major culture clash. But when you do show up, you give what you have to offer, the best of yourself. It doesn’t matter what your position is or what you are paid to do. You give of yourself! Imagine that! That is how a community works. When everyone gives their special talent, the whole community thrives. It’s not about ‘Is my image preserved?’ Who cares about your image! Give that sacred gift and let the world become better.

I also think that the north has given me a lot of time to feel energy in a surrounding that was devoid of ‘noise’. I could really attend to everything that was coming through and give it my attention. I knew that it would not be possible in the city and I knew that I would have to filter out a lot of noise. What I wasn’t prepared for was the augmented sensitivity that I feel for people. Those who have read my book probably remember the exercise where I sensed hidden objects, to discover that I could identify most of them just by feeling. I’ve been getting a lot more information from people as well these days. Here I am, all of sudden, surrounded by new people, and I feel what they are not saying. I was thinking that I was imagining things based on my own stress. But now I really feel that I am reading people’s impressions and non-verbal the same way that I can read objects. What I read is so different from what I am used to! I grew up in Montreal and have been gone only 5 years, but these people feel like strangers to me. I’ve been meeting people non-stop up north. There are a lot of travelling professionals and we meet new people every single day. I have learned there to get interested in people. People have stories and interests and if you ask a person what jives them, you will get a treasure of interaction that you can never get with the usual niceties. Well, I am back at niceties and it took me a little by surprise.

After a week of stress at work, trying to fit in with people I don’t quite understand and wearing clothes that don’t really ‘fit’ me, I realize that my journey is taking me on new challenges.

To sum it all, I’m planning to tap deep, deep, deep within and really tap into all those lessons and work hard against the current to make sure I don’t forget what I have learned. I’ll have to ground like I’ve never grounded before and breathe more consciously and steadily than I ever have. I feel like I’m gearing up for a peaceful battle. Let you know what happens! Thank you all for giving me this little place to reconnect with my spirit!

Peace be with you always!

My dear friends,

I have missed all of you terribly. Positivity brings about positivity, so I’ll say that I have had many opportunities for learning and growing in the last couple weeks! Just to sum it up: We travelled 2 days from the north on the 25 and 26, packed our Montreal apartment, signed the deed to the house on the 2nd, painted on the 3, 4 and 5, moved in on the 6th (labor day) and started daycare and school on the 7th. I was fortunate to have an extra week off to put away the 170 or so boxes that stood in the living room and organize basic living necessities like cooking space, putting away clothes and arranging the laundry facilities. But there are still about 20 boxes in the living room and we are still trying to figure out how we are going to organize our lives around our new schedules of work-school-daycare. I’m not saying that I did not have a couple complete meltdowns. Like I said, lots of opportunities for learning and growing….

One thing that became apparent to me is that you cannot do magic in the midst of chaos. I thought of blessing my space, doing some ritual to help with the organization of the new space. But it was apparent to me that I shouldn’t bless a mess. What kind of message would that be sending? Instead, I’m focusing on myself, making sure I’m staying grounded and shielded and hopeful that we will get through the turmoil and figure out how best to deal with all the little things that need to get done. The house is beautiful, we are all healthy (physically, anyways!!!) and we have great adventures ahead of us. I just need to focus on that.

On another topic, I was asked to participate in the Magical Blend’s anniversary celebration this past Saturday. I co-paneled a discussion with my great friend and teacher Arin Murphy-Hiscock. I saw old friends that I hadn’t seen since my days at Crescent Moon School. It was like coming home. And I met new people, had amazing discussions and really got into some deep philosophical points relating to Witchcraft in different forms. It was simply amazing! We talked about how to cultivate tolerance in our paths, about the responsibility that comes with being an author and about what it means to expose our beliefs publicly for all to see. We talked a bit about the reactions of people to Christian Witchcraft and how the symbols are really universal. We touched on the mystical traditions that unite us all at a deep level and how it is our responsibility as seekers to bring out spirit, no matter what practice we decide to ascribe to. Such priviledged moments to share with others. And I met people with that sparkle in their eyes at having found a path and a place to discover it in. It so reminded me of myself some eleven years ago. And there I was, back where it had all started! I’ve been asked to participate in more events and I can’t wait. It is such a treasure to talk to others! I sincerely hope that we can get together some time, maybe as a great Christian Pagan conference. Anyone up for that? What a great thing that would be!

Blessings of peace to you all!


Hi everyone,

Just a line to say that we officially purchased our house this morning and that I spent all evening contemplating whether there is a metaphysical lesson to be learnt from removing 1950’s wallpaper.