What the Water Gave Me

In honor of a new blog theme, the spring thaws, and the overwhelm that so often comes with the creative process.

“What The Water Gave Me”
Florence and the Machine

Time it took us
To where the water was
That’s what the water gave me
And time goes quicker
Between the two of us
Oh, my love, don’t forsake me
Take what the water gave me

Lay me down
Let the only sound
Be the overflow
Pockets full of stones

Lay me down
Let the only sound
Be the overflow

And oh, poor Atlas
The world’s a beast of a burden
You’ve been holding up a long time
And all this longing
And the ships are left to rust
That’s what the water gave us

So lay me down
Let the only sound
Be the overflow
Pockets full of stones
Lay me down
Let the only sound
Be the overflow

‘Cause they took your loved ones
But returned them in exchange for you
But would you have it any other way?
Would you have it any other way?
You couldn’t have it any other way

‘Cause she’s a cruel mistress
And a bargain must be made
But oh, my love, don’t forget me
When I let the water take me

So lay me down
Let the only sound
Be the over flow
Pockets full of stones

Lay me down
Let the only sound
Be the overflow

So lay me down
Let the only sound
Be the overflow
Pockets full of stones

Lay me down
Let the only sound
Be the overflow


Home Sweet Home


Yesterday afternoon, in the Hour of Saturn, the Day of Jupiter, with a waning Moon in Leo, I closed on the condo I’ve been trying to buy since August of this year.  The process has dredged up a lot of feelings, which I might get around to posting about one of these days, but for now, it’s good to know that by spring, gods willing, I’ll have not just a room of my own, but a whole apartment.

Many thanks to my neighbors, tribe, spirits and gods who got me through the process.  I love you all.

Back from Vacation, and…an Award!

After a truly wonderful, educational, and relaxing vacation, I return to my little corner of the blogosphere to discover the fabulous Nono nominated me for the Witchy Blog Award!  Thank you, Unca Nono, and now on to the rest of the award….

Seven Questions: (You may customize as long as they are still Wiccan and Pagan related)

  • How did you “discover” Wicca/witchcraft/Neo-Paganism? Interesting question. I guess you could say I discovered polytheism in 2nd grade when my godparents gave me their children’s well-loved copy of D’Aulaires’ Greek Myths.  Then I started building shrines to Zeus and Demeter in the backyard, and left offerings for the nymphs in the woods around the school grounds.  Then in high school, a friend lent me Scott Cunningham’s Wicca for the Solitary Practitioner. A lot of it resonated, some of it didn’t, but I kept what worked and continued to evolve my practice.
  • Do you grow herbs? Yes. And weeds. And vegetables. And trees. And chickens. I GROW ALL THE THINGS.
  • Are you “in the broom closet”? If not, share your coming out experience. Yes and no. My friends, family, and neighbors all know that I identify as a Druid. Personally I believe discussion of religion has no place at work, but I feel free to wear my gods’ symbols as I like. No one has ever commented and I never bring it up.
  • What tradition do you follow, if any? OBOD Druidry, Jason Miller’s Strategic Sorcery System, and my own spirit-taught wyrdness.
  • Do you consider yourself a witch, Wiccan or Pagan (or maybe something else?) A Druid and a squishy Polytheist.
  • How much of witchcraft/Wicca are you able to incorporate into your everyday life? Quite a bit. I do morning prayers/meditation, share a bit of drink with the Powers at breakfast and lunch, work on identifying new trees and plants when I walk around the neighborhood, and perform a final cleansing/thanksgiving in the evening. I also consider working in the garden and volunteering in my secular and Druid communities to be spiritually significant acts. And just taking the time to wonder at the beauty of this world–a simple thing, but one that often inspires the most witchy feelings of my practice.
  • Do you have a familiar? If you do, tell us how you meet him/her and how s/he takes part in your practice (if at all). Yep, that would be my rascal butch-dyke kitty, Jinx.  She doesn’t have all that much interest in ritual per se, but when I’m outside, she accompanies me everywhere–even when I hike a good half-mile into the conservation land. She’ll sit quietly until I finish meditating or whatever in my grove, then escort me back home. If you haven’t read her story, you can find it here.


The Rules:

Twitter Experiment

Welp, I went and did it.

I signed up for Twitter.

I’m finding that I have very little time for formal blogging right now, but I want to be able to keep my hand in and record some of the ideas that flit across my consciousness every now and then. So if you’ve enjoyed my rather sporadic ramblings, please feel free to also follow me on Twitter @TheDruidsWell.

What does a 500 lbs canary say?


End of Year Tidying


With only a couple of weeks left in 2013, I realize that my Pagan Blog Project entries are sorely behind. I’m going to be making a big push to get these done over the next few days. More likely than not they’ll be much more cursory that the previous entries, but I’m at the point where something done imperfectly is better than something left undone.


I’ve been thinking about congruency long and hard since John Beckett posted his article on becoming more integrated between his work and spiritual life. And I realized that many (though not all!) of the pagan authors whom I respect do, in fact, use their “real” names, or at least something approximating them.

I chose the name Alex Volundsdottir (or A.V.) when I was more heavily involved in Heathenry/Northern Tradition Paganism. Since then, I’ve settled comfortably into the Druid paradigm, which I had never really left although my gods and spirits took on a Germanic flavor for quite a while. But my worldview and ritual structure is Druidic, even as my perception of the Powers has become more in line with what Nicanthiel has set down for Waincraft.

For me, writing under my maiden name is the right choice. I understand that this is not the best idea for everyone, that there are risks associated with doing so. I do not judge those who continue to use pen names. But this is a needed change for me, and I feel more whole even as I write this.

Yours under the icy pines,

Catriona McDonald

Quick Update

I realize in the virtual world, failure to produce can be the kiss of death for a fledgling blog.


I hope this will be forgiven since I’ve been spending the last week or so learning how to become a mom.  That’s right, the little Tadpole has spawned and now it’s a race to feed the bottomless pit!

In any case, hopefully some sort of schedule will be resumed in the near future.  Until then, thank you for your patience and support.