Welcome to Serenity's Pride

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

"Oh - I guess it was Imbolc this weekend?" I couldn't guess how many times I've said this over the years in my time as a solitary practitioner. It's much more difficult - at least for me - to put much effort into really making sacred the Sabbats, when I'm the only one in the circle. Perhaps that's why the conclave of three branches of the Spiral Tree tradition all gathering in our home and covenstead this weekend was so powerful. It isn't just the eight people, or the combine