Ancestors, Samhain and Matariki

Ancestors, Samhain and Matariki

  Every Sunday my Aunt Jessie would visit the graveyard. The graveyard lay on the other side of town, a little further out than our house, so it became a natural thing for me to join her at our gate and run alongside.   This is how I came to explore the...
Ritual for change

Ritual for change

    Do you resist letting go of a season once you have settled into it?   Here in Aotearoa New Zealand as autumn rains are followed by a chilly wind that rattles the dry leaves on the pathways, I am thinking of change. In the northern hemisphere as...