Category: Inspiration

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The Ancestors Were People. Some of Them Were Assholes.

Every year as Samhain approaches, Pagans begin talking about honoring the ancestors. The veil grows thin, the beloved dead draw near, and we prepare our altars with photographs, candles, flowers, offerings, and other reminders of those who have gone before us.

It’s a beautiful tradition, and one I have practiced for decades. There is something profoundly moving about setting aside time to acknowledge the people whose lives touched ours, whose blood runs through our veins, or whose influence helped shape the people we became.

There is also something about the approach of Samhain that seems to convince people that everyone who has ever died has become wise, benevolent, and deeply interested in helping us navigate our lives.

I have some reservations about that.

The ancestors were people. Some of them were extraordinary people. Some were loving, generous, courageous, and remarkably wise. Others were stubborn, selfish, dishonest, manipulative, or just generally unpleasant to be around.

Some of them were assholes.

And as far as my experience has shown me, dying does not automatically cure that condition. Continue reading The Ancestors Were People. Some of Them Were Assholes.

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Apparently, the Earth Is Going to Bed Without Me

We’re approaching Samhain, the final harvest is drawing to a close, and the dark half of the year is preparing to settle in. The days are getting shorter, the nights are growing longer, and the natural world is beginning its annual process of withdrawing, conserving energy, and preparing for the quieter months ahead.

Meanwhile, I have seventeen things on my desk that needed to be finished yesterday.

I find this inconsiderate of the seasons. Continue reading Apparently, the Earth Is Going to Bed Without Me

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The Trouble With Being the Witch in the Family

There comes a point in every openly practicing Witch’s life when the family stops regarding your spiritual path as an unusual personal interest and begins treating you as a specialized service department. You may have spent decades studying magical traditions, developing your practice, working with clients, and cultivating relationships with Gods and spirits, but none of that quite prepares you for the moment someone sends you a blurry photograph of something they found in the backyard and asks, “Is this witchcraft?”

I don’t know, sweetheart. It looks like a piece of a sprinkler.

Continue reading The Trouble With Being the Witch in the Family

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Does Everything Have to Be So Dramatic?

I have some concerns about the veil. Not just “the veil,” but “The Veil.”

Apparently, it has been thinning for several months now. Possibly years. Every Samhain, certainly. During eclipses. Around full moons. During various astrological events. On numerologically interesting dates. Occasionally on Tuesdays.

At this point, the veil has been thinning so frequently that I am concerned about its structural integrity.

Somebody should probably call maintenance. Continue reading Does Everything Have to Be So Dramatic?

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New From Moon Books!

Few publishers have embraced the sheer breadth of contemporary Paganism quite like Moon Books, and this week’s Pagan Bookshelf demonstrates just how many directions that breadth can take us. We have dragons and ancient lore, Irish mythology in fresh translation, the enduring presence of Herne the Hunter, and Witchcraft steeped in the color, fragrance, history, and magic of lavender.

These four books range from scholarship and folklore to devotional and practical magical work, but all share an interest in looking more closely at the stories, beings, traditions, and natural allies that continue to shape Pagan practice. Whether your interests run toward Celtic myth, legendary creatures, the wild forest, or the Witch’s garden, there is quite a bit here to explore. Continue reading New From Moon Books!

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Yes, I Talk to Things

My first husband once explained that part of the reason he divorced me was that he couldn’t respect me because I “talk about things that aren’t there” and went to my “meetings” wearing a bathrobe.

The bathrobe was my ritual robe. It’s not like I stopped by the Piggly Wiggly on my way home–in my “bathrobe”–to buy milk and oreos.

The things I talked to that weren’t there were considerably more complicated.

Continue reading Yes, I Talk to Things

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That’s Not an Altar. It Just Sort of Happened.

I have built a lot of altars in my life. I know how to do it deliberately. I know how to choose a location, cleanse the space, select the objects, arrange them according to purpose, and create something that clearly announces, This is an altar.

Those aren’t the altars I’m talking about.

I’m talking about the ones that appear when nobody is paying attention.

Continue reading That’s Not an Altar. It Just Sort of Happened.

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I Have a Rock for That

There is a particular sound a Pagan makes when encountering a good rock. It isn’t quite a word. It’s more of an oooh. The rock may be lying beside a creek, embedded in the dirt along a trail, sitting at the edge of a parking lot, or minding its own business somewhere completely unremarkable. This does not matter. Something about it has caught our attention, and now we must pick it up.

I have a strong working knowledge of stones. I can usually identify what I’m looking at, and I’m familiar with the magical and metaphysical properties traditionally associated with many of them. This does absolutely nothing to prevent the ancient instinct known as Good rock. Must have. Continue reading I Have a Rock for That

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Apparently, I Have More Shadow Work to Do

By Katrina Rasbold

I miss the days when being irritated with someone meant I was irritated with someone. These days, apparently, I need to examine why this person triggers me, determine what they’re mirroring back to me, identify the unhealed wound they’ve activated, journal about my response, pull three Tarot cards, take a cleansing bath, and investigate whether the whole mess originated with my maternal ancestors.

I was hoping to just call them an asshole and get on with my afternoon.

Welcome to shadow work. Continue reading Apparently, I Have More Shadow Work to Do

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The Middle Way of High Summer: Finding Balance Between Action and Rest

By Katrina Rasbold

We are sitting squarely in the middle of July. The excitement of the Summer Solstice has passed, the intense alchemical heat of the summer crucible is blazing all around us, and yet, the first harvest of Lammas is still just on the horizon. In this dense, shimmering stretch of the year, a strange kind of spiritual exhaustion can creep into our circles.

Our agrarian ancestors knew that this was a period of tense waiting. The crops were in the fields, baking under the solar furnace, but they weren’t ready for the sickle. If you pushed too hard, you ruined the yield. If you did nothing, the weeds took over. Survival depended on mastering a delicate, high-summer equilibrium.

For the modern practitioner, this mid-July station offers a profound lesson in the Middle Way—the art of balancing fierce external action with deep internal restoration. Continue reading The Middle Way of High Summer: Finding Balance Between Action and Rest

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The Radical Act of Independence: Claiming Your Sovereign Landscape

Two hundred and fifty years ago, a group of flawed, complicated radicals sat in a humid room in Philadelphia and did something entirely treasonous: they signed a declaration claiming absolute sovereignty over their own lives, their own fortunes, and their own sacred honor. They drew a hard line of non-encroachment against a distant, dominant tyranny.

Today, as our backyards fill with the scent of charcoal and the concussive boom of fireworks, it is easy to let “Independence Day” dissolve into simple consumerism and passive nostalgia.

But if we look at the state of our world—if we hold up a mirror to the heavy, pressing realities of our current political climate—we quickly realize that independence is not a historical event we inherit. It is a radical, ongoing act of spiritual warfare that we must wage every single day.

As earth-centered practitioners, true patriotism has nothing to do with blind allegiance to a flag or a state. True patriotism is an allegiance to the land itself, to the diverse community that inhabits it, and to the fierce defense of the sovereign spaces we possess.

Continue reading The Radical Act of Independence: Claiming Your Sovereign Landscape

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Whose Sabbat Is It Anyway?

By Katrina Rasbold

Modern Pagans love a clean calendar. We dutifully mark our planners for May 1st, June 21st, or October 31st, preparing our rituals and gathering our supplies to match the rigid grid of the standard solar year. We stress over perfect timing, worrying that if we miss the exact hour of a planetary alignment or a solar peak, the magic won’t quite take root. Continue reading Whose Sabbat Is It Anyway?

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Ink, Identity, and the Pentagon: Erasing the Minority Faiths

By Katrina Rasbold

On paper, bureaucracy looks sterile. It moves in the quiet rustle of memos, the dry language of administrative updates, and the clinical scrubbing of data fields. But earlier this week, a pencil stroke at the Pentagon sent a shockwave through the global Pagan community.

The U.S. Department of Defense officially slashed its list of recognized religious affiliation codes from over 200 faith traditions down to just 31.

The administrative axe fell heavily on minority belief systems. In an instant, designations for Pagans, Wiccans, Druids, Heathens, Asatru, Unitarian Universalists, and Humanists ceased to exist in the official military tracking system. In their place, a heavily streamlined list emerged—one where nearly two-thirds of the remaining codes represent specific Christian denominations. Continue reading Ink, Identity, and the Pentagon: Erasing the Minority Faiths

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Standing at the Gates of June: The Magic of the Threshold

By Katrina Rasbold

Tomorrow night, as the sun dips below the horizon, we bid farewell to May. We stand precisely at the threshold of June, a cross-quarter transition that carries a distinct, powerful shift in the energetic landscape.

If May was the month of raw desire, frantic planting, and the ecstatic, chaotic growth of Beltane, June is the month of illumination. We are moving out of the shadows of the soil and stepping directly into the full, unyielding light of the sun. The time for hiding, planning, and whispering in the dark is over. The season of visibility has arrived. Continue reading Standing at the Gates of June: The Magic of the Threshold

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When the Universe is Just Being Loud: The Fine Art of Pagan Over-Thinking

By Katrina Rasbold

It starts innocently enough. You are sitting on your porch, sipping your morning coffee, when a glossy, jet-black crow lands on the railing. It tilts its head, fixes you with a bead-like eye, and lets out a solitary, booming “CAW!” – the crow sound “caw,” not the Church of All Worlds “CAW”.

A normal person might think, Oh, a crow.

But you are a Pagan. You don’t do “normal.” Everything is magical and everything means something and mostly, it does.

Continue reading When the Universe is Just Being Loud: The Fine Art of Pagan Over-Thinking

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The Cost of Silence and the Weight of Hope

By Katrina Rasbold

I feel hopeful today because of a hard truth I am finally seeing clearly: we are learning the cost of silence.

I’ve been reflecting on a line from Philippa Gregory’s Boleyn Traitor, a novel about Jane Boleyn. As she nears the end of her life, Jane realizes that Katherine Howard is destined for the same fate as those before her. Speaking of the tyranny of Henry VIII, she speculates that they all should have said “no” when the first innocent fell—to the axe or the rope—so that someone would have been there to say “no” for them at the end. It is a chilling reminder: if we do not say “no” now, there will be no one left to say “no” for us later.

Continue reading The Cost of Silence and the Weight of Hope

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Magic in Movies: Is Hollywood Reflecting Our Soul or Just Selling Our Skin?

By Katrina Rasbold

In the half-century since Green Egg first began chronicling the Awakening of Gaia, our community has moved from the shadowy fringes of the “Occult” section to the glittering center of the global marquee. In 2026, you can’t swing a ritual cord without hitting a streaming service featuring a teenage necromancer, a kitchen witch with a podcast, or a reimagined folk-horror deity.

But as the Witchy Aesthetic becomes a billion-dollar industry, we have to ask: Is Hollywood reflecting our soul, or just selling our skin?

As Pagans and Witches, our relationship with the screen is a complex one—a dance between the thrill of being seen and the sting of being distorted. Continue reading Magic in Movies: Is Hollywood Reflecting Our Soul or Just Selling Our Skin?

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The Bright Fire and the Deep Moon: Beltane 2026

By Katrina Rasbold

We are exactly one week away from the Great Fire Festival. The Maypoles are being prepped, the ribbons are being dyed, and across the Northern Hemisphere, the sap is rising with a ferocity that feels both ancient and urgent.

In the popular imagination, Beltane is often reduced to two things: a bonfire and a license to express our sexuality. And while we at Green Egg will never turn down a good fire or a celebration of sacred sensuality, to stop there is to miss the marrow of the Sabbat.

Beltane is not just a party; it is an expression of the eternal regeneration of life. And in 2026, as we face a rare alignment of the Sabbat with a Full Moon in Scorpio, the message of Beltane is deeper—and more necessary—than ever.

The Sacred Marriage of Force and Form

At its heart, Beltane is the celebration of the “Sacred Marriage”—the union of the May Queen (the Earth in her peak fertility) and the Green Man (the vital life force that surges through the wild). This isn’t just a metaphor for human romance; it is the fundamental physics of the universe. It is the moment when Potential meets Manifestation.

When we dance the Maypole, we are weaving the red and white ribbons of blood and bone, of spirit and matter. We are reminding ourselves that we are not separate from the Earth’s lust for life. Our desires, our creative projects, and our physical vitality are all part of Gaia’s own “quickening.”

Continue reading The Bright Fire and the Deep Moon: Beltane 2026

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Beyond the Blue Marble: Earth Day 2026 and the Partisans of Gaia

By Katrina Rasbold

April 22nd is right around the corner. In the secular world, Earth Day is often reduced to a few hours of picking up litter or sharing a “Blue Marble” photo on social media. But for those of us whose altar is the soil and whose scripture is the wind, Earth Day 2026 feels different. It feels less like a celebration and more like a summoning.

As we stand in mid-April, the scientific reports tell us we are at a crossroads. We are exiting a period of relative oceanic stability and entering an El Niño cycle that threatens to bring record-breaking heat and drought to much of the West. While the world debates policy, the Earth is already making her move. Continue reading Beyond the Blue Marble: Earth Day 2026 and the Partisans of Gaia

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Artemis Rising: Lunar Frontiers and the Sovereign Soul

By Katrina Rasbold

In 1969, we landed on the Moon under the banner of Apollo—the Sun God, the Archer of Light, the bringer of logic and solar clarity. It was a conquest of distance, a triumph of the straight line. But as we stand in 2026, the banner has shifted. We are returning to explore the lunar surface under the name of his twin sister: Artemis.

For the modern Pagan, this shift from Apollo to Artemis is not merely branding. It is a theological pivot. If Apollo represents the light of reason and the mastery of the external world, Artemis represents the wild, the nocturnal, and the fiercely autonomous self. As the Orion spacecraft orbits the moon, it isn’t just carrying astronauts; it is carrying a mirror to our own collective Sacred Self. Continue reading Artemis Rising: Lunar Frontiers and the Sovereign Soul