This is the story of Orpheus, as shaped by my own liberal interpretations and intuitions during my study of the myth.  He was the man whose song could stir gods and spirits. A companion of Jason and the Argonauts. He was something like a celebrity of his age. His music, so powerful it could influence fate itself. Married to Eurydice, he seemed the very picture of joy. Then, tragedy. A serpent’s bite ended her life and shattered the image with it.  Orpheus sang a lament so bea

The two-of-stones. Challenges, duality, balance. Representing both the suffering,   and the learning, from struggle. In Wildwood Tarot, it presents imagery of two hares engaged in a forever conflict. For me this seems most reflected right now in my identity as a writer. I began writing a blog in 2021. A number of entries followed until things went dormant and a long hiatus followed. This year had me coming out of my writing cocoon. I decided yesterday, to look through my old

Tears fell down Carla’s face, pinched and contracted into what looked like fear. She was terrified. She was exhausted. And she was just coming around to the idea that she was furious . Her husband was available and helpful, but only if she asked for specific help. SHE DIDN’T KNOW WHAT SHE NEEDED. Carla was six months into motherhood. She was being drowned out by a beautiful little creature that seemed to be devouring every bit of energy she possessed before asking for more. I

Influenced largely from my mythology discussion group.  I sat with Jane as she shared about her feelings of anger and grief regarding her husband. They had gotten into another fight over Christmas because he forgot to buy presents and didn’t want to hear about Jane's hurt because “work was too stressful right now.” I listened to Jane with interest as, over the course of the session, she convinced herself that her anger was actually selfish and that she needed to “be the comp