Easter Vigil - the fire

Easter Vigil - the fire (Photo credit: Dean Ayres)

My dear friends,

How great to be sitting here and getting back on-line!

Sometimes when you take time away from yourself to give it to others, you end up on a journey of spiritual discovery unlike any other. It has been such for me over the last few months of winter. I gained spirit lessons the like of which I have not had in a long time. When I decided to put my writing on hold to give more time to my family, I was suddenly given time to find sacred space for my own soul. I read a book for fun. I did more shamanic journeys. I dreamed more. I made encounters that taught me great things. I took up yoga again. And somehow, I still had plenty of time to take care of the ones I loved.

This time somehow brought me back to the place I aught to be. I am a Witch. I bless my house. I ask the Spirits to guard us. I counsel others when they need me. I listen, I live, I learn, I become. And all these lessons that I learned, they belong to me and nobody else. I live a blessed life, even in the midst of hardship, this I cannot deny.

For those of you who are curious, I am happy to report that my son has done incredibly well since I have made the decision to put my ‘other activities’ on hold. We have gotten one very good evaluation result a couple of weeks ago which has given us much hope. We are scheduled for more tests next week which will give us a clearer idea of the situation. I don’t want to scream ‘Victory’ yet. I will keep you posted.

But for now, we are ready to enter our most holy time of the year. Every single year, without fail, a revelation is given to me, whether I seek it or not. It just enters my mind, like a Presence, and my vision is forever changed. This year was no exception. This is my own revelation, one that I must live with and grow with. I pray Our Lord to give each and every one of you such a blessed visit this week. This is the week to sit in silence, to slow down the pace, to move more slowly and to talk in measured tones. It is the time to listen to the story of our Lord’s passing and to ask ourselves: “What did it all mean? What does it still me to us now? What does it mean to me?”


May the blessings of the Paschal season be with you all


I’m slowly coming out of what seems to be a deep state of hibernation. I have been on vacation for the last two weeks, spending a lot of time sleeping, reflecting and slowing down from the fast, hectic pace that has been my life over the last six months. This time of reflection marked the end of my Lent and the celebration of Eater, which was marked with more simplicity than I have lived in years. Throughout this time, I went over my journey, trying to see what story I want to tell next. This exercise made it clear to me that for everything there is a season. The last couple seasons have been marked by the sigil of work. It was only when I stopped for a few days that I realized how relentlessly I was in pushing myself to produce more and more and to meet expectations that came from …. Not sure, actually.

So the lesson that came from this Lent was that I have to make place for Joy and Pleasure, Indulgence and a little Craziness. I’ve been neglecting these old friends. Yet, I feel that I will discover them in a new way. Not in the excess of old when I had all the energy in the world, but in that heartfelt place of a sudden burst of laughter, in the pleasure of creating something or baking chocolate chip cookies, in getting dirty and in jumping in the puddles with my son. For that was the dead giveaway: I realized that I wasn’t laughing as much as I used to. With the stress of the move, the hectic job, the lack of sleep (yes, my lovely daughter still wakes up every single night) and the worrying about my son, I just forgot to laugh and have fun. With the weather warming up, it looks like there are fun-filled days ahead!


Someone asked me a few days ago how a Christian Witch celebrates Easter. In response to that question I can only ask another: How do you want to celebrate Easter? What does it mean to you? How does Life manifest itself within you? What story does it speak, of what roads travelled?

As part of the writing process for a new book, I’ve been reflecting a lot about my role in the teaching of what Christian Witchcraft is. It dawns on me that I cannot say how a Christian Witch does anything. I can only say how this Christian Witch does. I cannot tell you how to be a Christian Witch. Only your Lord can do that. If you need a candle to sit by Him, go ahead and light one. If you need to take out symbols and do a complex ritual, OK. If He takes you by the side of a river, urges you for a walk, or takes you to a sanctuary, go there. He said: The kingdom of God is inside of you and outside of you. Trust Him. He’ll get you there.

So, this Christian Witch, this year, sat in her living room and listened to what her Lord had to tell her about her life. She spent time with her family, eating and laughing. For the first time in years, she didn’t even go to church. I just wanted to be alone in silence, without the pomp and circumstance of complex ritual. But that’s just this year… Who knows what Life will teach me next year.