I know I wrote a book on monastic contemplation, based on my own practice.   But my partner, my love, my anam cara, died. And that changed my entire world. I went from the duad, the two who are one, the one who is two, to something else entirely. I'm still not sure what. Especially... Continue Reading →


In my recent book, A New Monastic Way, I mentioned in the section on Our Monastic History that I recommend continuing independent research into Celtic Christianity and their take on monastic practice, prayer, and community. That appendix, while robust, did not format well when I tried to go from word processor pages to formats that... Continue Reading →

Rote prayer has a bad rap. Whether that is because we associate it with being trapped in the Sunday school classroom with a felt board complete with a felt Noah’s ark while uncomfortably reciting the Lord’s Prayer in unison with other seven year olds or because it’s just really hard to memorize sixteen lines of... Continue Reading →

This is a much belated post for October, Samhain, remembering the dead, and honoring the queer/LGBT dead in particular. This has been on my mind since attending a conference/workshop in September when we discussed the importance of the LGBT dead when we honor our ancestors. The post is late because I have been working on... Continue Reading →

I was a pagan before I transitioned. I wasn't a pagan for a long time after I did. I might be queer, that may be true, but I was probably just dealing with years of repression and needed someone to lead me through my gender and sexuality. (I did not.) I might be confused because... Continue Reading →

Faith for the Gender Non Conforming

Earlier this month I attended the Philadelphia Trans Health Conference in Philadelphia, PA and, in particular, I had the privilege to attend a panel and participate in a discussion called Transforming Traditions: Trans People in Contemporary Pagan Culture. I took notes during the panel discussion and attempted to assemble my notes on the discussion that... Continue Reading →

“The kingdom, fearing attack from their enemies across the sea, took the fairy flag out of the chest high in one of the towers. It had not been flown since the days of her grandmother’s grandmother, but everyone knew that it was a powerful gift. If they flew it from the rampants during their time... Continue Reading →

On Reading

Speaking especially for those of us working within the Celtic word view, because that is my world, we need better books. We need books that are honest, pluralistic, anti-imperial, and open to mistakes and revision. We need books that are not rehashing of what has been written, but ones that plumb the depths of philosophy... Continue Reading →

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