Hecate’s place, Te Henga

  HECATE’S PLACE, TE HENGA, APRIL 1983   It is April 1983. I am drawn to making a large pit in the sand, big enough to lie in. I dig a deeper hole within it; add shells, seaweed, sticks and a feather. It feels like a shrine, something secret. I add water to...
Season of release

Season of release

    Autumn is a season of release. Leaves fall, light fades, crickets slow down then cease their song, the days shorten, and flowers drop into the earth.   I’m in the flow of the season, letting go of small things (and some big), taking stones to...
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...
Aligning with the season

Aligning with the season

    How do you bring yourself into alignment with the season?   Which season? If you are in the northern hemisphere you will be in autumn right now, and approaching Halloween, Samhain, the festival of the dead, at the end of October. So here’s...
Samhain Remembrance

Samhain Remembrance

    Outside the dark, noisy café, a woman sat on the pavement. ‘You’ve caught the sun,’ I said, as I stopped to talk.   ‘Yes’, ‘it’s sweet autumn’, she replied. I agreed. ‘These fine days feel as if they could last forever.’ ‘But they...