White, Amber, Red

As I prepare to lead the installation rite for the Brighid Shrine at this year’s Three Rivers Festival, I’m focusing on three Brighidine virtues: piety, hospitality, and fertility, as represented by three colours. For this devotion, PIETY is represented by the colour white, symbolizing purity and connection. Piety can be something that we strive for,... Continue Reading →


What is my piety in the context of the household? I wrote this as we approached Imbolc, and this question has been in my mind since then, being turned over and over again as I seek the answer. What is a householder? What does that mean? I finally took down the Imbolc decor, put the... Continue Reading →

Dàir na Coille

Quietly, we stand outside and feel the darkness of the season around us. We have to use our imaginations a bit, because we're in a townhouse complex in the middle of the city, but it is dark enough and what snow remains is an insulating blanket pushing us to draw within. We hang the gifts... Continue Reading →

A Hearth-Centred Practice, Revisited

A long, long time ago, when this blog was just a baby, I wrote a post called A Hearth-Centred Practice, in which I explored what I want our home religious life to be. In that post, I posited that this practice would include: -         daily worship, performed by myself on behalf of the household -        ... Continue Reading →

Birth Altar

It's almost time for baby to arrive, so I thought I'd share the birth altar that I've created to take with me to the hospital. It's small and mostly fits in a box, as I won't have a lot of table space for it. There are three affirmation cards, a battery-operated candle, my prayer beads,... Continue Reading →

Our Lunar Calendar

Many Pagans are excited for Blue Moons in both January and March of this year, and no Full Moon in February. It's a rare occurrence, but not one that has any bearing on the lunar calendar that we use at our hearth. I've briefly outlined how our calendar works elsewhere, but haven't really gone into... Continue Reading →

Solstice Tide, Day Eight

We're both working today - and on opposite shifts - so we're unable to do my activity of choice for this day, which is visit the birdfeeder trail at a local conservation area. I'll have to be satisfied by watching the park squirrels through the window at work. Honouring the nature spirits is more than... Continue Reading →

Solstice Tide, Day Seven

The wren, the wren, the king of all birds On Solstice Day was caught in the furze Although she is little, her honour is great Jump up, O children, and give her a treat! Tonight we feast upon the body of the wren, so that we, too, may have the strength of a King!

Solstice Tide, Day Six

Christmas morning is a quiet time for the cat and I, as my husband is on night shift. I don't particularly feel the magic of this morning this year; we've chosen not to exchange presents and opt instead for seeing some Jays games next summer, though there are a few small things tucked away in... Continue Reading →

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