My first book, THE SHAMAN'S DRUM, was published a few years ago and is now unfortunately out of print.
A poem of mine has been included in the Anthology, HEKATE, HER SACRED FIRES, introduction by Sorita d'Este.
I have also had a short story published in ELEN OF THE WAYS – THE HORNED GODDESS AND HER SISTERS by Caroline Wise.
I am a Priestess of Hekate, Sekhmet and Elen as well as a Devotee of Lord Ganesha. I do however, speak to many other Gods and Goddesses from time to time. To tell you the truth, sometimes they speak to me first!
If I could put my philosophy into just a few words, it would be that knowledge is not only for the young, but like a tree we must continue to grow and send out new shoots, because even in later years we can bear the fruits of latent talents.
Around a gnarled old tree.
Although the air is stifling hot,
It thrives as all can see.
How can this ancient withered thing
Have leaves on twig and bough?
And how can it somehow survive
Where nothing should grow now?
I know that if a thing’s unseen
Does not mean it’s not there.
And many things may come to pass
To those who trust and dare.
Beneath the sand is water sweet
But none above can know,
This water kisses thirsty roots
Which causes sap to flow.
How like that tree can be a Crone –
Her life was shaped by care,
Inside still beats a youthful heart –
Take time to look – it’s there.
Her hair is grey, her face is lined
Her step has slowed its pace,
But ancient wisdom fills her now
She blooms with love and grace.