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Her Wrath Is Holy: Fury and Verses for the Witch-Activist.

You are the medicine woman unleashing a banshee’s cry at the old men marching outside of the abortion clinic. You are the Maiden dancing a body-prayer for clean water, and you will not rest. Your wrath is holy, and you won’t stop howling.

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The Dreadful Shadows of the Wild Woman: A Necessary 3-Course Nightmare.

She can accept the ugly shadows as parts of her but not this cosmic blessing kneeling before her. Still, she does as she is told, nourishing herself with the Shadow of Divinity; she tastes like sacred nectar and ceremonial chocolate. She tastes like holy water and the body of the Magdalene.

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The Wild Rising: A Seven-Sealed Humanifesto for the Apocalypse.

I don’t know who started the chant, but soon there were millions of voices crying out into the night, "We are taking back our children, and we are rising! We are rising! We are rising!" The clouds started parting, and when we saw the moon, we knew we were fulfilling a sort of planetary destiny.

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Secret Recipes of Wicked Women: Wild Matrilineal Wisdom for the Mabon Bride.

And this, my love, this is the hearty bread of fem-fire; it has been baked in the blazes of our funeral pyres, smoked in the houses they burned, and seasoned with the ashes of the holy healers burned at the stake. This is the taste of righteous rage. Don’t eat this before bed, or you will not ...

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Reaping the Seven Selves: A Wild Woman’s Harvest Moon Parable.

A strong September wind tosses her untamed hair, and she knows it is time. This is the night of her soul-reaping, and she will be covered in the Witch’s war paint of dirt, sweat, ash, and blood before it is all over.

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The Three Wild Ghosts of Autumn: A Harvest Carol for September’s Soul Retrieval.

Tonight, you will be visited by three spirits, my lost creature, my kin. Together, these wild ghosts will bring you home.

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Lilith’s House Rules: Here We Brew with Lust, Rage, and Holy Water.

Here, we wake every morning knowing our role in the Holy Feminine’s return, and we pin the scarlet letters of unabashed sexuality to our bare chests. We need no absolution, for our very blood is blessed, and we will stand up for those who cannot stand on their own.

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Three Sacraments for Women Returned from Hell: Re-Wilding for the Soul Bride.

Pure electric prana erupted in her guts, a volcano of soul-renewal, and her spine arched as the foundation of her sex-spirit bridge was thickly poured by the She-Gods themselves. She pulled her hood down, letting the first raindrops fall on her knotted hair and scratched cheeks. She was ready.

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What’s All This Fuss About White Privilege?

There are a lot of things I don't have to worry about, simply because of the color of my skin. This is my unearned and ever present white privilege.

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Oh, You’re Just A Stay-At-Home Mom.

I’m not slamming working mothers -- I would not want to bring a fellow sister down for her choices in her life, much as I would like the same respect -- but it is important to me to be there with them for the day-in and day-out life that makes up the fabric of their childhoods.

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