Paganistan: Notes from the Secret Commonwealth
In Which One Midwest Man-in-Black Confers, Converses & Otherwise Hob-Nobs with his Fellow Hob-Men (& -Women) Concerning the Sundry Ways of the Famed but Ill-Starred Tribe of Witches.
Meditation in a Time of Plague
Stand before it, the Life-Tree: of all trees, biggest and best.
Step in beneath those Branches.
Lie down beside that mighty Bole, beneath those spreading Branches.
Lie down, look up, and see.
See the Bole beside you.
See the Branches above you, raying out in each direction.
See the Circle of Branches around, the great round rim of twig-tip.
Bole, Branch, Circle. Do you see?
The Great Wheel: can you see it?
Can you feel it, wheeling?
Wheeling?
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