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.

I’ve been Pagan for a very long time, and one of the more entertaining developments I’ve watched over the years is the gradual escalation of our spiritual vocabulary. We have always had specialized language, of course. Every religion does. Words help us describe experiences and concepts that don’t fit comfortably into ordinary conversation. Language develops. Also a fact. Cultural influence and growth makes our language an ever-evolving, magnficient tapestry.

But somewhere along the way, it started to feel as though an ordinary mystical experience wasn’t quite enough anymore.

Now everything has to be epic.

To read the full article, go to the Green Egg Blog: https://greeneggmagazine.com/2026/09/25/does-everything-have-to-be-so-dramatic/

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The phone rang.

The payment arrived.

They finally answered.

You got the interview.

The troublesome neighbor suddenly decided somebody else was more interesting.

The opportunity appeared.

The road opened.

You did the magic and, damned if it didn’t work.

Excellent.

Now what?

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I have spent more than forty years studying and practicing the magical arts. I have taught people about energy, intention, personal responsibility, and the importance of examining their own motives before attempting to influence the world and people around them. I have counseled people through heartbreak, grief, betrayal, fear, and some truly spectacular examples of human foolishness.

I have studied countless tomes of spiritual wisdom, talked with gurus and mentors, written books and essays, spoken in standing-room-only lecture halls, and spent quality time with some of Paganism’s greatest minds.

You might reasonably expect that all this experience would have transformed me into a serene, unflappable repository of spiritual wisdom.

You would be wrong. So very wrong.

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And yet, the older I get, the less I think the Autumn Equinox is really about any of those things. Increasingly, I think it is about reckoning—not the ominous, thunder-on-the-horizon sort of reckoning but reckoning in its older and simpler sense of counting up, taking stock, and looking honestly at what came from what we planted. The harvest does not care what we intended to grow. It shows us what actually grew, and there is something profoundly Pagan about that.

To read the full article, go to the Green Egg Blog: https://greeneggmagazine.com/2026/09/20/the-honest-harvest-what-the-autumn-equinox-asks-of-us/

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There’s something about September that makes me want to take inventory.

Not necessarily the kind that involves counting jars of herbs, although I probably ought to do that, too. I’m talking about the kind of inventory that happens when the light begins to change, the evenings arrive a little earlier, and the year starts reminding us that we aren’t going to have endless summer afternoons in which to accomplish everything we intended to do.

The Autumn Equinox is nearly upon us, and with it comes one of my favorite seasonal questions: What am I taking into the dark? Because whether we’re ready or not, the wheel is turning. And we get to decide what we’re carrying.

To read the full article, go to the Crossroads Newsletter: https://substack.com/home/post/p-216236081

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I recently developed an unfortunate habit of expecting to drop dead at any moment.

Not in a particularly dignified fashion, either. I don’t imagine myself peacefully slipping away in a beautiful bed surrounded by loved ones, with just enough time to deliver a profound final statement that everyone will quote for generations. I particularly like Oscar Wilde’s supposed last words which were reportedly, “My wallpaper and I are fighting a duel to the death. One or the other of us has to go.” Then he did. Priceless.

No, my imagination seems to favor something considerably less elegant. Something involving an inconvenient location, an embarrassing circumstance, and the possibility that somebody will have to explain what the hell I was doing when they found me. Probably on the toilet like Elvis (the singer, not my late and sorely lamented dog) or collapsed in an undignified (and very heavy to move) heap in the middle of the living room. Maybe it will happen while Eric is away on one of his famous camping trips and his cats will eat parts of me before anyone finds me… not quite the weight loss I’d hoped for.

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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.

I have to admit, though, that he wasn’t entirely wrong about the talking part. In addition to the obvious talking to Gods, Goddesses, angels, elementals, etc, I also talk to things. I talk to candles while I’m working with them. I talk to my Tarot cards. I talk to plants. I talk to my house. I talk to animals, which is considered perfectly normal right up until you start behaving as though they might have an opinion about the conversation. I have spoken encouragingly to stones, sternly to electronics, affectionately to herbs, and in language inappropriate for Green Egg Magazine to printers.

To read the full article, go to The Green Egg Blog: https://greeneggmagazine.com/2026/09/12/yes-i-talk-to-things/

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Even the ones who insist they aren’t.

They knock on wood.

They cross their fingers.

They refuse to tempt fate by saying something is going too well.

They have a particular shirt they wear when their team plays.

They carry something that belonged to a loved one when they need courage.

They make a wish before blowing out birthday candles.

They throw salt over their shoulder.

They say, “Drive safely,” rather than “Goodbye.”

And they’ll do all of this while explaining that they don’t believe in magic.

Of course not.

Whatever gave you that idea?

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This is not nothing. Pick up a 27-pound bag of dog food and carry it around for a while if you need confirmation.

I am also at the lowest weight I have been in more than twenty years.

And as far as I can tell, nobody can tell. And that’s OK.

My clothes have noticed. My clothes are, in fact, extremely supportive of my weight-loss journey. Pants that once stayed exactly where I put them have begun requiring negotiation. Shirts hang differently. Things that once skimmed, stretched, or accommodated now have extra fabric with nowhere particularly important to go.

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

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

It begins innocently enough. You find a really good rock, and because we have already established what happens when Pagans encounter really good rocks, the rock comes home with you. You put it on the corner of a bookshelf because that’s as good a place as any.

A few days later, you find a feather.

The feather looks nice next to the rock.

This means nothing, of course.

To read the full article, go to the Green Egg Blog: https://greeneggmagazine.com/2026/09/04/thats-not-an-altar-it-just-sort-of-happened

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