The Robin was in a bush on one side of the lane making a series of distressed alarm calls.  In one hand I held a jam jar containing a featherless Robin chick. In the other hand I had Miss Chivers.  Miss Chivers is next door’s cat and even though I had her by the scruff of the neck she was doing her best to scratch and get free.  Beside me I had two rather shocked 8 year old girls, Katya from next door, who is the owner of the cat, and her friend, Phoebe.  Katya had a second slightly more feathered chick in a gloved hand and Ann had several small worms they had dug up in an attempt to keep the chicks alive.

“I won’t be long.” I said to the Robin “I have to deal with this cat first otherwise she will take your chicks again.”

 

 

I’ve been asked three times in the last month what a sigil is. We had our Movement Medicine medicine wheel printed on material so that it can be part of the alters at our workshops and I was trying to describe it to some of our crew of wonderful workshop organisers. So, I looked it up and this is what the dictionary has to say on the matter:

 

Sigil: an inscribed or painted symbol considered to have magical power.

• archaic a seal

• poetic/literary a sign or symbol.

 

Mmmm, well, interesting. In this context, I would take magical to mean a symbol that has the power of intent behind it and the power to tell a story.

 

 

 

This is the story of a vital, mortal battle. It happened many years ago, when I had only just started wondering if I was a child. Somewhere deep in South Wales, in a hostel for extreme sports youth groups, it began. It was past my bedtime and my body had just finished the toughest week of its life. Everyone else was at least six years older than me, and light-years more cool and confident. They had done this before. They knew how to do it, and, more importantly to me, they knew how to do it with style.

 

Hello chaps,

Well, Susannah… there’s no stopping the woman! As well as running workshops (I just did Awakening and it did wake me up rather a LOT) she’s managed, with a bit of tuition to turn herself into a computer geek too in her spare time.

So in practical terms what this means for you is that there are now some of the music clips I mentioned in my last article ready and available for your listening pleasure, or displeasure which at least will be clarifying…