Introduction

Welcome, you heathen, to the companion course for Seasons of Moon and Flame: The Wild Dreamer’s Epic Journey of Becoming. This is a five-lesson course that is entirely self-paced; move through the lessons as slowly or as quickly as you like, allowing the practices and the poetry to weave and dance with you as life allows, to inform your way of being in this wild world of ours.

You are welcomed and encouraged to participate in the course portal by commenting on each lesson or asking questions, but it is certainly not required. Each lesson contains a 5-15 minute video along with recommended practices for integrating the work and questions for reflection.

Course Overview

Lesson 1: Witchcraft and the Wounded Miracle Planet

Lesson 2: Ancestral Magick and the Darkness of Birth

Lesson 3: Gratitude as Rebellion and the Magick of the Activist

Lesson 4: Good Grief and the Swelling Shadow

Lesson 5: The Wonder of Our Longing

To Begin

When you are ready to begin, gather a blank journal you can dedicate to the course that will be your “Book of Moon and Flame” along with a candle, a writing utensil, and your copy of Seasons and Moon and Flame: The Wild Dreamer’s Epic Journey of Becoming.

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The Hag’s Song

I fell into sleep and dreamt of a hag

She leapt like a youth and crouched on a crag

I know you, I said. Her face was my own

I’ll show you, I said, and ran for the crone

Just look! I am you, you wild-boned thing!

She shook and turned blue, then started to sing

Her prayer was so old, bewailing the trees

A keening so bold, for rough times like these

I licked a tear from her eye, the salt from her hair

Then she was I, her hymn mine to share

My bones — how they ached! But my songs were so rich

My voice, how it quaked with the howl of that Witch

I sang for the elders, the dead, and the snow

I moaned for the yew trees, the wolf, and the crow

In time, I grew soft, a soul sopped in song

A Cailleach lost in a rhyme gone too long

I woke in the dark, nudged up by a ghost

The song left its mark, but the hag I loved most.