Welcome to Serenity's Pride

By Steve Six weeks ago, we honored the passing of the winter, and joined in happy celebration of surviving another season of darkness, enduring to begin a new year together. And, what only the very youngest and most innocent did not know was that soon enough, the time of pure celebration would pass as well, and the turning of the Wheel would bring us once again to the threshold of duty. For how is it that we endured this year, if not the success of the harvest of last year? A

By Steve A gentle, mild warmth beams through the trees to a land blanketed in bright green grass. Birds sing all throughout the forest amid the fragrance of new blooms. Indoors, the fire burns in the hearth, as it has for months, but nobody is huddled around it. They cannot remember the last time they feared the ice, the cold, the emptiness of the frozen land. The daydreams through Winter have now become the reality of this day... It is a new Spring. Ancient peoples who under

Steve playing the handpan in the covenstead By Steve It really is nearly 28 years since I first began practicing Wicca, so it's a little strange to think of myself as having just attained a first degree initiation. I consider myself to have long since become a third degree practitioner, if not of Wicca explicitly. I trained at Diana's Grove Mystery School for many years. I've traveled in service of teaching and leading ritual, I've created and taught classes, I've integrated