Update August 31st. The Return to Mago website is back up and you can read this article here.
It is clear to many feminists that the most important and challenging avenues for pursuing women’s liberation in the twenty-first century are elimination of poverty and freedom from violence. Violence and poverty are heavily gendered, with men the overwhelming perpetrators in these areas and both women and men the victims. As access to government has been achieved in Western countries while male violence and feminized poverty remain, the advancement of women’s rights has stalled and stagnated. A multi-pronged approach is rightly seen as the only way to break through millennia of patriarchal oppression. [article continues…]
I have updated the webpage hearthmoonrising.com and this page will be taking the place of the old website (hearthmoonblog.com). All of the material from hearthmoonblog has been transferred to this site.
You will find the latest blog post if you scroll to the end of the front page. There is a link to previous posts there as well. New material will be posted first to this front page of hearthmoonrising.com.
Why am I changing this website? The obvious reason is to make the page associated with me that is most accessed congruent with my name. There are other reasons, however. This new site is more mobile friendly and can be read more easily on a variety of devices. The new site allows more secure transfer of data, and so I have included a contact form. This is an integrated site that has everything related to my writing and work, and it will eventually replace all my other web pages, making it easier for people to find information.
It has been an intense months-long task to build the new site, and while most of the time and work was on my own computer, transferring the site rather than updating the old address has meant that there was no disruption in the blog.
An innovation that will not be directly obvious to my readers is that this site is designed to be easier to update. I can add and change data without going back and trying to figure out my own code. This should keep the site more up-to-date.
My surgery for a torn knee ligament happened last week and went well. I am walking without crutches and healing rapidly. I have been tired and sleeping quite a bit, but I expect to be truly on my feet again within a few weeks.
By the time this is published, I will be recovering from surgery for a torn knee ligament. It’s not nearly as big a deal as knee replacement, but I’m not sure what the time frame for my recovery will be. I could be blogging again next week, or I could be as elusive as this bittern.
At any rate, I am looking forward to happier trails. Blessed be.
Troubled by bothersome mold and mildew? There’s a god for that! Robigus is the Roman deity of rust and mildew. His honorary day is April 25. Implicit in the worship of deities who rule over things we find abhorrent is the recognition that these things do have a place — just not in our house, please. Pray to Robigus to keep rust off your ritual tools and mildew from you ritual spaces.
Early the other day, while I was reading the nature poet Pattiann Rogers, my pancakes got a bit scorched in the griddle. I probably should not mention my name in the same post as Pattiann Rogers, lest comparisons be made, but the incident reminded me of this poem I wrote at this time last year.
Breakfast at My House
I am eating poems for breakfast.
Giraffes, dragonflies, and polar bears stalk my kitchen. It is spring, it is winter, it is sunset, it is too late – another burned pancake goes in the trash.
I ponder food as a metaphor for wisdom while the cat chows down on the scrambled tofu. The poignancy of life’s impermanence hits home as the coffee grows cold.
You can’t eat poetry, said my mother, but I know you can, because I know what poetry tastes like. It is soggy cereal and scorched potatoes. It is charred polenta. It is over-steeped tea.
Millions of people are eating poems for breakfast, and it is the only meal that leaves you really full.