‘A violet by a mossy stone half hidden from the eye; Fair as a star When only one is shining in the sky’ ~William Wordsworth..
Living a nomadic life is exceptionally freeing but it has it’s disadvantages; especially with some of my spiritual practices. I am fortunate enough to have..
I have sat for three days trying to write this piece, trying to put into words how I feel about Pomba Gira and my experience..
I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes. Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new..
To me, the moon is the embodiment of the sacred feminine, the keeper of secrets and the reflection of our inner selves; a metaphor for..
Narrow winding roads lead up and down the steep hillsides that are ever threatening to be washed away. The hollers that they lead to are..
Every Quimbandeiro you speak to has a different description of Exu. For those of you who aren’t familiar with the cult of Quimbanda, Exu is..
At the end of the year we have the final turning of the wheel. Our lessons learnt, the experiences we’ve had and the wisdom gained..
My Consulta had arrived. I was in the middle of Guanajuato, Mexico alone, a week before my 35th birthday when I decided to stop ignoring..
My fingers slip on the wheel of the lighter as I light the second and last candle and it feels like sandpaper to my already..
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