Joyous, pleasurable, a little transgressive, and underneath all that, sacred.
That’s May Day to me.
Historically in Europe, May Day was the beginning of summer–the time when freezes were generally over and spring foliage was leafing out. It was the time of the custom of “going a-Maying”, w...
What I know is this: the gatherings are lovely. Good people, good humor, intelligent conversation, kind values. The kind of people I am proud to call friends.
The Atheopagan Society has now produced two in-person events for Atheopagans: the Suntree Retreats, in Colorado Springs, Colorado, USA...
I have a predilection for watching trees sway in wind.
Understanding that under the hypnotic dance, swaying resiliently against the buffets of air, there is extraordinary chaos mathematics: that the raised arms of the trees as if to pray to the Sun–for, after all, isn’t that what they are doi...
It’s a natural impulse: what, right now, is the damned point?*
What’s the point of spirituality, of religion? What’s the point of personal rituals and seasonal celebrations, of rites of passage?
With things as they are, why bother with things like mythopoetic expression?
And I am here ...
The cruelty will be the point. The incompetence, we get for free.
Today is the last day of the Joe Biden Presidency in the US. By all factual accounts, Biden has done a sterling job: orchestrating a “soft landing” for the US economy after the plunge of the pandemic, shrinking unemployment and...
The longest night is here (in the northern hemisphere)! May your celebrations be warm and joyous, filled with love and comfort. Good wishes to you from me this holiday season!