Some ramblings about depression and religion

What do I believe? I find this question more and more confusing, and its answers more and more nebulous, the longer I dwell on it. Tomorrow is the Spring Equinox in my neck of the woods, marking my seventh year as a Pagan of some stripe or another. My very first Pagan ritual was Ostara … Continue reading Some ramblings about depression and religion


Brighid and Me

Light me as Your lantern, Play me as Your harp, Keep me in Your mantle, Guide me to Your hearth. Brighid has been part of my life in some way, large or small, since November 2010. I had just been diagnosed the month before with dysthymia and started medication for depression for the first time … Continue reading Brighid and Me