Land Emma Kathryn Land Emma Kathryn

The Descent of Autumn or Becoming Wild Once More

I feel at home on mornings such as this, want nothing more than to melt into the land, to glide through the woods unseen by human eyes, to breathe in that wood spice scent that only autumn brings. Even as my spirit craves this, instead I must retract my claws, disguise my wildness as I get ready for the day ahead, but for now, in this moment, this is enough.

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Gods&Radicals Gods&Radicals

We F°cked Up Church

From R.G. Miga:

Despite all the engineering prowess we've learned in the intervening centuries, nothing we build today can match the elemental power of light and space and sound and stone, joined together to put humanity in touch with the Divine.

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Community, Cultural Commentary Emma Kathryn Community, Cultural Commentary Emma Kathryn

An Ode To The Alehouse or The Decline of the Pub

Here then we can begin to see the pub not only as a place where people consumed alcohol and got drunk but also as a place that served the community. Many pubs and alehouses served food and provided lodging as well. More than that though, the pub gave those outside of the political elite and the ruling classes a place where they could exchange ideas and debate politics with their neighbours, and not only in an abstract way, but through the lens of their own lives and the issues affecting them.

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Poetry Gods&Radicals Poetry Gods&Radicals

Non-place

The city is haunted

by liminal shades that frequent

the empty bus station or unclaimed lot

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Gods&Radicals Gods&Radicals

There Goes the Neighborhood

Even if the literal floodwaters don’t come for us, the rushing currents of cultural and political instability will leave almost all of us washed out of our comfortable materialist worldviews.

From R.G. Miga

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Folklore Emma Kathryn Folklore Emma Kathryn

Dog Days of Summer ~ Foxglove Folklore

I like to go to the woods not long after sunrise, when the air is still cool and carries the scent of the night, like faded cologne on a lover's neck. It mingles with the wood spice scent of the dry forest floor, and you catch just a hint of it in the gentle breeze or as your feet kick up dust as you make your way along familiar paths.

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Poetry Christopher Scott Thompson Poetry Christopher Scott Thompson

Mountain Panic

Mountain panic appears to be an experience of the numinous, what Rudolf Otto calls ‘the terrible and fascinating mystery,’which he saw as the origin of all religion.

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Folklore Emma Kathryn Folklore Emma Kathryn

The Transformative Power of Folklore

We often think of folklore, myth, legend and stories as being in the past, a relic of history and indeed we can learn a lot about ourselves, where we came from and the land where we live by studying the stories that have been handed down to us. But they are more than that.

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Ritual Twm Gwynne Ritual Twm Gwynne

The Whale

“Pilot whales are incredibly social; as soon as one strands, they all strand. The matriarch will go to help, and they all follow the matriarch.”

My partner and I went out to a beach near the Spit a few days after, and on the way home we stopped off. As far as we knew the stranding was over, the whales had died on the shore and been removed.

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