Imbolc: Our Beginnings Never Know Our Ends

Thoughts on Imbolc and the Perseverance of Hope In this last six-ish weeks of Winter, known as Imbolc or Candlemass, there is a feeling, an impulse rustling at the edge of crocus buds jutting, verdant, out of the frosty ground. You catch it in the sudden song of returning starlings, something offbeat, upbeat, swift. Like … Read more

An Actual Witch Revisits The Sonics’ ‘The Witch’

The Witch has always been a scapegoat for the festering guilt and shame in any community. She is seen as the foreign element, somehow disturbing the status quo with her very presence. Does that woman inspire lust in you? She must be a Witch. Did the widow with the nice parcel of land turn down your advances? Absolutely a Witch. Does she claim to heal, can she make a man fall in love, or tell your future?

Witch. Witch. Witch.