MUSINGS FROM THE OTHERWORLD
My current writings and musings on Celtic feminine mysticism and soulful living now find their home on Substack. I invite you to join me there but I’ve also preserved an archive of my previous writings (2021-2023) below.
Strange Solstice Seeds
The last time I wrote to you, I was writing winter letters to my grandmother who is long passed, now I’m writing love letters to the universe in the form of strange seeds.
A Letter Writing Ritual
These letters were given to me after my Gran passed 15 years ago, they were found among others that I wrote in a treasured box she kept. She is now a well and wise ancestor who I feel as deeply connected to as when she was alive. And so this winter, I am continuing to write to her sharing about my inner and outer landscapes.
Mythical Disrupter
A culture’s mythology is often located within the traditional. And where you have a racialisation or othering of the mythic or folkloric beliefs of a peoples like in Ireland under colonial rule, the obsession with modernisation can intensify because we have to be seen to be progressing, to be rational, to be intellectual, to lose our “backwardness”. It’s a survival tactic.
Sacrifice of the Goddess
Here, we can see an allusion to the death of a Great Mother, the Goddess of Vegetation and the Harvest presented in a way that was necessary for human evolution as the rising masculine consciousness symbolised by Lugh, was now the way forward.
A Dream of Sinéad
Sinéad never went into the shop of my dream in fact, she was always the one pulling us out of it. Some of us would falter like a lost sheep and wander back in, and she’d pull us out again. But she did much more than that, she sought to demolish the shop altogether.
We all have a Mythical Lineage
We all have a mythical lineage. But what happens when we are severed from our mythical traditions? How do we dream the myth onwards? How do we go walkabout in the cultural dreamtime to regenerate our mythical lineage in service to our lives, our families, our communities, and our world?
Goddess Gobnait & Her Nine White Deer
Gobnait (Gub-nitch), once a living Saint and a pre-Christian goddess. A Sister-Saint of Brigid, the holy woman and goddess of poetry, healing and smithcraft. Both are venerated at Imbolc, the awakening time, both women lived in the 5th and 6th centuries. This is my retelling of Gobnait’s story.
Mythical Arts Practice: The Morrígan’s Tresses
This image of the Morrígan’s nine loose tresses became a source of fios for me. Thrice the sacred triple, nine is a mystical number in Celtic mythology. The nine tresses of the Morrígan unbraid themselves and flow outwards to other sacred nines…
“I know this path by magic not by sight”
I write this from the space between. For a time I have been in the unknown. I feel like I don’t know who I am losing—what parts of me are crumbling—nor do I know who I am yet becoming.
Awakening to Brigid’s Time
We are moving away from the dreaming time of the Winter Solstice and awakening with the land as life unfurls to a lengthening of days and the promise of the lighter half of the year to come at Bealtaine. And so, Imbolc encourages you to ignite these questions in your body…
Solstice Blessings from the Breast of the Goddess
At Newgrange, the masculine sun enters the vulva of the goddess penetrating the birth canal with light until it reaches her womb. There, the dreaming remains of our ancestors would have been regenerated with the life of the sun. The goddess’s tomb womb an intermediary between life and death.
Unearthing the Goddess in Leadership
Mythic images have a tremendous impact on our cultural psyche. The cult of the warrior has filtrated down through time into modern leadership. To lead from the feminine we have to be able to dream, to imagine from a feminine place.
Kate Bush and My Tears
All of a sudden, I found myself in a pit of despair about the state of our world. Because some days, grief leaps from the shadows. My heart crumbles into smithereens, obliterates. It all feels too much.
A Powerful Question I Asked Myself
Today, I wonder, well what if I had been told as a child that I was created in the image of the divine feminine? In the image of the Great Mother? In the image of the Goddess?
A Lughnasa Ritual
August is a divine time to acknowledge your journey so far, to harvest what you have learned. And as the god Lugh did, to honour your mentors.
Activating Ancestral Embodiment in Business
Feminine Business School podcast with Ainslie Young where we explore how connecting to your mythical ancestors can fuel your business.
Bealtaine (Beltane) Magic
Ireland is an anglicisation of Éire, which is the official name for Ireland. We were gifted it at Bealtaine from the Goddess Ériu of the Tuatha Dé Danann. It means 'earth' or 'soil', 'fat land', 'land of abundance'.
Witches and Women’s Wealth
Your relationship with money is about power and your right to economic power. I believe that because we’ve been conditioned not to hold economic power within our own bodies - that this is a form of disembodiment for women.
Making Crosses on Brigid’s Eve
In Ancient Ireland, Imbolc came to honour the Celtic Goddess, Brigid. Brigid is originally referenced in our mythology as a Goddess of the Tuatha Dé Danann, Bríg (“BREEJ”); then as a triple Goddess - Brigit of the Filí (‘Poets’), Brigit of Leechcraft (the art of healing), and Brigit of Smithcraft. And later, an equally magical Saint Brigid.
Self-Love on St Dwynwen’s Day
St. Dwynwen’s Day might be a celebration of romantic love, but through Dwynwen’s story, it is also a reminder of the blessed life women lead when we take space for ourselves and our own pursuits.