[originally published on Anima Monday, a collective blog about re-enchanting your world (https://animamonday.wordpress.com/) on May 4 2020, by Mark Devlin] The last few years have brought great changes in my life. Nearly six years ago now, my wife and I had our first child, a boy, and three years later, Continue Reading
Nature
The Summerhouse
It stirred in me as soon as we rounded the final bend in the narrow road from Cahirciveen, as the sea and sky swung into view, vast and deep dark blue in the gathering evening. An old feeling like a tingling half-heard tune far off played through me, and I Continue Reading
DREAMS FROM THE END OF THE WORLD : REFLECTIONS ON FASCISM AND OCCULTISM, CULTURAL APPROPRIATION, AND THIS MESS WE’RE IN
It was mid 2019. We were all talking about the End of the World. Like many other people I spoke to, I had been having crazy dreams as well. I had been on a Writer’s Retreat a few months earlier, and while there, overlooking a stormy bay on the West Continue Reading
Josephine and the Witch
[image: Nymphe de l’eau, Wilhelm Kotarbinsky, 1901] Once upon a time, there was an ugly, smelly old witch who lived alone in a murky pond. She got up when she wanted, and went to bed when she felt like it; she had frogs and toads and bats and rats and Continue Reading
THE WHITE LADY & THE PARLIAMENT OF OWLS
THE first time I saw the Ruined Tower, it took me by surprise, for it was in Summer, and the crown of oak-trees on its motte of earth were in full leaf; it was only very close by that I could see the fallen, ivy-covered building within. But I have Continue Reading
BOOK OF QUESTS
I EARTH WORKS Our four-fathers came from North and South and East and West And our mother, and her daughters, Seven Sisters, Came from everywhere, I think. And our one father, from the North, With hammer and tongs Arrived with his ships, and his silver, And they heard his roar Continue Reading
Leabhar Draíocht – The Grimoire Diagrammaton
These are the collected Diagrammaton of the Hollow Collective, from 2000-2012. There are others, of course, and in due course, as we excavate the archives of the Hidden Library, they will be added au fur et à mesure. Venus in Furs, Mars to Measure. DIAGRAMMATON : appeared as one of Continue Reading
LEAVES FROM THE LEABHAR DRAÍOCHT : SAINT SWITHIN’S DAY – HIGH SUMMER, 15 July 2012
We had come to the Lost Domain, leaving as the last of the night leaked from the sky under the last wedge of the Waning Moon. I carried with me a glyph of Will-Working, charged in an intense ceremony in which the Dark One-Eyed Wanderer stood before me, covered me Continue Reading
A PAGE FROM THE LEABHAR DRAÍOCHT – PILGRIMAGE TO CLOCH NA CAILLÍ BHÉARA – THE HAG-STONE OF BEARA
Morning 7 March 2019 There’s a great soft sweep of pink cloud in the Western sky ; the sky is someway clear otherwise, after the storms and the wild wind of the night – the Dark of the Moon. Yesterday I went to meet the Cailleach. In the morning after Continue Reading
PHYSICIAN, HEAL THYSELF
There is a sickness, and there is a gift. There is a power to heal, and there is a hurt that never heals, a wound that never knits closed; are they one and the same? Among many traditional shamanistic cultures, there is an idea of the “shaman sickness”, a preparatory Continue Reading