Persephone Writes to Her Mother


“Mother, he is a gentleman.

He is a builder with bricks of moonlight.

He knows the secret places of the earth.

He washes the sleep from the eyes of the souls.

He lets them look on beauty.

He lets them tell him they hate him.

In the mornings, I gather berries and apples.

I scrub his back with rind.

I weave spider-spit, eyelash.

He talks in his sleep: pudding, fire, discus,

the things he misses.

He breathes, Your body is my orchard.

I am undulating grass.

I am a field of wheat he parts with his fingers.

Poppies bloom in my veins.

When he kisses me, he tastes pomegranate.

The night crawls nearer.

The moans of the dead roll and swell.

Mother, we are well.”

Tara Mae Mulroy, “Persephone Writes to Her Mother”
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Here we go again.


So I won’t lie, and I won’t make excuses. Life has been different, it has been challenging but if there’s a will there’s a way. Sometimes life gets in the way of things you truly enjoy, and where as I truly enjoy writing and reading I haven’t had any time to do any of the things I love. I’m rambling. I have written countless blog posts for this blog countless times before becoming stuck in a rut, or distracted by graduate school work, or caught up in the hum drum of life, but I can’t let that happen anymore. This blog is me, its my free time, and its my spirituality, and most of all, it represents everything about me I’m neglecting. For some reason, as most of us do at one time or another, I had disillusioned myself to believe that my mundane life was what was most important to me, and whereas the mundane is extremely important… so is my spirituality. Thus, here we are. It may be slow coming, but this blog is now active again, and I am spiritually active again. If its a poem, an image, news, or anything that strikes me as important to our spiritual well being, I will post it. I need this, and I want to share this. This blog has been here for almost four years now. It has documented my frustrations, my trials and tribulations as well as my epiphanies, my life changing moments, and my successes. So, once again I ask you dear reader, grab a glass, and sit a spell with me. I’m back and better than ever.

 

 

~ Morgana

Okay, I gave in…


I decided for the new year, I’d try something totally different, something that would re-invent myself for a higher cause, and while I’m at it, why not connect myself to a higher being? After a lot of soul searching (and a lot of booze over the holidays) I decided I would go paleo, and exercise more. This won’t be to hard! Hell, it will be down right easy! Wrong! I think I would do some really horrible things all for a Mt.Dew right now, or a hot buttery yeast roll… but I want to get healthy, I want to shed weight and feel better, I want to feel sexy and not so weighed down by all the junk I eat. Today marks day 10, and I am still crazy craving the foods that I want. Have I slipped up some? Hell yea I have! But, I’m trying so hard. I have not had a soda, but I am still drinking fruit juice (baby steps) and giving up salad dressings like ranch are really hard for me as well. All of this considered, I really feel like this is a good way for me to learn portion control.

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Maw’s Corn Casserole


Well, with holidays rolling around, I wanted to share with everyone a really easy recipe to bring to office parties, family potlucks, and any other event you might have. This is one that has been in my family for generation, and was a big hit at our office party this year. My grandmother used to make it for every event, and every time I make it, I feel a little bit closer to her despite her crossing over in 2000. Is it healthy? Probably not, but southern cooking wasn’t made for anything but to make you feel good. It is fast and easy, and can be made just as spicy as you want it. Those at the office party compared it to a jalapeno popper casserole. I like it because with so many vegetarians in my office, its something I can make that’s from home and everyone can enjoy it.  Continue reading