Sophia Burns on the implications and context of Sephora's "starter witch kit"
An editorial from Rhyd Wildermuth
“This forest, or another forest - forests without end. As faith retreats and reason sleeps those times shall come again.”
As I write this, the solstice is almost upon us. I always think that this time of year takes on an almost dreamlike quality, and time seems to warp into something else so that the New Year and Imbolc seem like distant memories and like yesterday all at the same time.
A course offering from Gods&Radicals Press and Academie Heretique
Today is Beltane. Today is Mayday. People are dancing. People are being shot.
We dream of space travel to distant planets, of the stars, all the while forgetting that the stuff that makes the stars, that makes the universe, makes us too.
From Anthony Rella