"The path beyond the open eye, Swollen tides salt heavy and rich Traveller you are called home Meet me at the tail end of nowhere ...

I am Her And She is me The guardian in woad A story screams Across the void Marked in battle lines I hear her scream Guttering ...

Sensing the Shadow Silver Birch The Silver Birch Priestess speaks to us, telling us that “I am the First word, the breath of life, the...

“I stood in the Grove In a circle of Birch The wind was my Choir The forest my Church The tears came freely I fell to my knees ...