No one thinks to make the goddess a cup of tea; they just ply her with useless perfumed oils and impotent carved fetishes.

God designed each one of us for His purpose-and God doesn't make junk.

I have called on the Goddess and found her within myself

In art and mythology, the Goddess appears in three forms. White represents the virgin, red the mother, and black, the crone, or the death-goddess.

The smoke rolls along the low ceiling and pours up into the night - a reverse waterfall - like when the kettle boils beneath the plate cupboard.

There are four key pillars holding you up that you can re-ground yourself to. Your responsibility. Your power. Your Compassion. And your sense of unity. This, is your foundation.