Seánfhocail
Perspectives of an animist herbalist, poet, and priest on things new and old, human and wild
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Dún Chroí (Shelter of the Heart) (opens the original)
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Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when published Let the wind and the rain wash away your footprints as you wander through Bramble and Bracken across the river of milk and the river of blood and the river of tears to find me among the Alders where I wrap you in my green mantle and hold you close while we watch the stars come out as dark descends and sing the songsof their turning that carry us through the night far from the cities and the smoke and the electric hum in the
Bare branched in autumn (opens the original)
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Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedBare branched in autumn, the Oak who stands long after the forest is gone, still shelters the Raven weary from flying through the storm that shook his own crown too, still sinks his root into the earth deeper than the frost can reach, drawing up the waters from below he will replenish with the rains he calls down in spring—-I rarely paywall articles or poetry here, and am unlike
Mourning the Elfdock (opens the original)
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Aldo Leopold wrote that ““One of the penalties of an ecological education is that one lives alone in a world of wounds.”I have felt this awareness sharply since childhood — long before I ever heard the word “ecology,” I wept for the deaths of Ospreys and Humpback Whales, for the poisoning of waterways, for the felling of ancient forests. I felt and feel their loss as acutely as any human loss.I suspect most of you reading this have yourself shed tears for vanishing species and vanishing habitats
Neurotransmitters for Herbalists and Magicians (opens the original)
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“Consciousness was always implicit in the scenario.” – Stephen Harrod BuhnerThe biology of our consciousness did not arise in isolation. Our nervous systems are variations on roots and mycelia which are variations on the structure matter and energy arranged themselves into in becoming the arrangement of galaxies in the known universe.On Earth, that structure is connected with carbon-based life (though we see it also in patterns that emerge in ice and stone and river systems) -- and within the re
The Way and the Wanderer (opens the original)
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Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedMugwyrt dances in the wind in the wake of the Wanderer, Wayshower revealing the green and silver path the Wayfinder, the Wand-Wielder, the Wizened One, has taken away from the road, beyond stone walls and fences. Behind him the storm and the calm, the song and the roaring. Behind him the doors that closed to the weary one in mansions and hovels where the cold now forever finds its way through every crack he sang into the sto
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