The Goddess House

My beloved Divine Mother   Dance with me     under the soft moon shining     in the wide open fields       far beyond the toil and troub...

A poem by Viviane Crowley I am the Waning Moon, the Goddess who is fading from the land In the Springtime I sought my Lord and mated wit...

When we choose that which is not best for us, there can be a deep seated part of us that does not want to heal. In almost every case, we k...

Nearly all creative possibilities are related to the Muses that inspire us. Inspiration is an intangible yet inseparable part of the creat...

As it was at Memphis, So be it now! Hear me, I beseech Thee, O Powerful One! Lady of Rekht, Lady of Pekhet, Lady of Set, Lady of Rehesaui,...

A plant is a weed only within a certain context; one person's weed is another person’s wildflower. Simply expressed, a weed is any plan...