Sophia Bonnie Wodin

  An Honour and a Delight!   Also Gratitude! It has been nearly a year since I wrote in these pages. And what a year it has been! We supported the birth of a new granddaughter who joined her older brother, completing their branch of the family. We had our first real pawpaw harvest from our mini Food Forest here in SW Ontario. Did you know that pawpaw ice cream is to die for? That was a first! We also had a bumper crop of hazelnuts that we harvested before the squirrels got them. And I gotta tell you, shelling those delicious but slippery little nuts is quite the chore. Perhaps we’re growing them for the squirrels after all. But high on my list of exciting things that happened during this year is that Priestessing Your Life, the 13 month training that I developed when I came to live in Ontario nearly 15 years ago, has risen from the ashes of the Covid years. I feel delighted. At the beginning of December I had the honour of being interviewed for a new Reclaiming podcast,...

She senses a stirring deep within the Earth that rouses her and calls her name, “Brid….. Brid!” She roams frozen meadows, over hills; through fields lying dormant; traverses streams barely trickling amidst patches of ice.  She spies a clump of snowdrops sending up their tiny shoots at the edge of the forest. Eventually She encounters the Old One, The Calliach, weary from Her labours of winter, Her tending to the mountains and dales, the boulders and very stones beneath our feet: weary from long nights of stories around the never-ending fires. The Calliach looks up, “The time has come. You have arrived!” “Yes Grandmother, I have come once again, as I must. The Earth calls, the year turns, I have come to tend the springs and wells, the fires of the forge, the lifting up of hearts and minds towards the spring that comes!” “You have come in good time, beloved one!” “Yes, Grandmother. It is time. Go to your rest. Your labours of winter are complete. The time has come to welcom...