You tend to yourself, your life, and tend to me as you do.
He’s in the Quiet
He’s in the quiet.
The Chaos Is Just Right
The chaos isn’t too much. It’s just right.
Ghost Stories
Faith is terrifying. It’s horrific at times to hold space like that inside when all of reality as far as I can see tells me to never believe in anything like love or magic.
Sitting with Sigyn
I can’t touch Sigyn’s grief. All I can do is sit with Her and be nourished by Her presence.
A Candle for Mary
She listened with a discernment given by grace.
In the Pause of Breath
In the pause of breath, there is deep compassion.
Danger, Domesticated
Mistletoe, the kiss that killed. Arrow-sharp as love.
In Enjoyment
When I am enjoying myself, change is fluid, exciting, and natural.
The Threshold Ledger: Loki — What a Life Carries
This ledger records what remains.
Stara Esoterica 