Somewhere in inner space stands a doorway. Cross at exactly the thirteenth hour and you may find your own everywhen home, exactly as you like it. This is mine, a woodlands cottage I retreat to when I hanker after my fireside, books, candles and the aroma of food cooked on a real wood stove. It is a real place somewhere on the globe and also above it...
Monday, April 16, 2018
New moon offering
Today begins the new moon and by the hearth a large copper bowl, big as a punch bowl, will be set. Inside, red wine which has been mulled with honey and cinnamon and a little saffron. Once cool, milk has been stirred in, rich Irish milk with its cream yellow and thick. An offering to the snakes which protect the home and the grounds. Monthly nourishment which renews our mutual bond and keeps fresh the link of mutual aid.
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