The Wildwood Wanderer

I call her the Wanderer. She resides in every single one of us. She knows no fear for she has faith. She needs no possessions to feel safe. She enters the Wildwood with courage and curiosity. She loves life. She begins each day with a sense of adventure. She doesn’t need anyone to take the plunge with her – for this journey is hers and hers alone.

The Queen of Wands: a throne of watered-down fire (Part 1)

How many women are encouraged to be the Queen of Wands? When we decide to be independent – marry late (if ever), make our own money, and go after what (and who) we want in a straightforward manner; people of both genders label us as aggressive and call us all kinds of nasty names. Both men and women seem to have a vested interest in forever dousing the fire in our hearts with water. 

Meditation: a disk clean-up of the mind

Most of us are actually seeking the meditative state. Have you ever been so utterly, completely involved in something that brought you great joy or a profound peace and when it was over, all your problems and pain shrank to manageable proportions? Maybe you feel it in a nice bubble bath or massage or while playing with children. That, in a nutshell, is what meditation does to you but without the extra props of scented water or a spa, or chocolate ice-cream.

Seppuku, Samurai and the Suit of Swords

Cutting the belly – seppuku or harakiri – is a form of Japanese ritual suicide originally reserved for the samurai: the medieval military class. The purpose of Seppuku was to achieve an honourable death. The practise was sometimes used to die voluntarily rather than fall into the hands of their enemies – and likely suffer torture. At other times, it was used as a form of capital punishment for samurai who had committed serious offences or had brought shame to themselves.

Kyudo: the Wildwood Archer

At over two metres tall – the bow is heavier and more imposing than I thought it would be. It isn’t the first time I’ve held a weapon in my hand, but there’s something about the kyudo experience that scares some primal part me. I’m wearing a three fingered glove on my right hand. The yugake is a glove with a hardened thumb and a pre-made groove that’s designed to pull the string.