Mythogeology

Mythogeology

Those of you who’ve ever attended any of my workshops which are focused on place and the mythic imagination will remember that I’m always waxing lyrical about geology. About the need to know, and to understand, the rock on which our feet are planted.  The...
The land which loves us

The land which loves us

All the courses and workshops I offer in the mythic imagination have relationship with place, and with the land on which our feet are planted, at their heart. It couldn’t be otherwise; my ancestry is entirely Irish and Scottish, and these are the two countries...
Reclaiming our indigenous roots

Reclaiming our indigenous roots

Reclaiming our indigenous Western roots. Some days, that seems like a big ask. But it’s been the focus of my work for a very long time now. It’s the reason why I wrote If Women Rose Rooted, where I had this to say: In our own Western societies we are seeing more calls...
Finding the gods in our places again

Finding the gods in our places again

A couple of decades ago, when I was once again delving deeply into my roots in psychology and mythology, I discovered the writings of Kathleen Raine. I’d long admired her as a poet, but hadn’t really grasped the extent of her scholarship in the realms of...
Becoming the land’s apprentice

Becoming the land’s apprentice

Not so very long ago, I spent four years living on and working the land in one of the wildest, harshest and most remote parts of the UK: on the farthest western shore of the Isle of Lewis in the Outer Hebrides. The place where the road ran out, and there was nowhere...
Love Letter to a Bog

Love Letter to a Bog

This article was originally published at Caught by the River, in 2016, when I lived in Donegal. I am a lover of bogs. There: I’ve said it. I’m a bog-woman through and through. I can lose myself on the long, pale edges of a sandy island shore; I can enchant myself in...