Collecting and collating the memories and experiences of Pagans from all paths, traditions and identities
My Journey – My Crooked Path In the summer of 2018 I was asked to present a talk at the Nottingham Pagan Network Moot. I was given only two parameters. The talk was to be no more than thirty minutes long and on the subject of Paganism. Now thirty minutes isn’t very long and Paganism …
THE ELVASTON CASTLE PAGAN PICNIC IN THE PARK – Looking Back Over Ten Years of a Free Community Event From the point of view of recreational open space, Derbyshire is able to claim three important firsts. The Derby Arboretum opened in 1840 as the first publicly owned, landscaped and urban recreational park in England, the …
I was born in Ipswich, Suffolk, in 1953. My Dad was a bus cleaner, and I was the youngest of four children living in a council house on a rough council estate. This became a problem when I passed the 11+ to attend Northgate Grammar School. Kids who had known me on the estate at …
Silverhill gained its name from the silver birch forest which at one time, grew abundantly in the location. Now known as Silverhill Country Park – I am glad it retained its original name, despite not many silver birch remaining, sadly. Silverhill sits on the edge of Teversal Village on the border between Nottinghamshire and Derbyshire. …
My journey started a long time ago. In many ways, it’s all I can remember truly believing in. I feel that Paganism, to me, is a celebration of the old ways before organised religion was introduced. I felt as a child that religion was about population control. I also feel it is about honouring the …
I would describe myself as a hedge witch, a solitary practitioner, definitely in my crone stage. I work with essential oils and herbs and candles. I pick up hag stones and fossils and twigs. To reach this point has taken probably near on 50 years and until the last 10 to 15 of those years …
Albatross A long time before I had any association with (or knowledge of) Druidry, I’d admired those enormous seabirds that soared on the winds above the Southern Ocean. They mate for life, raise only one chick every two years, live for fifty years and more, and travel thousands of miles every year facing whatever storms …
MY PAGAN JOURNEY My experience of being Pagan has been like many people’s experience of being gay – it was not something I decided to become; it was what I came to realise I was. My first memory of any spiritual thought was in primary school when a teacher answered a question about a picture …
Me So I began my journey as a very young child aged 4/5 I was very aware of energies outside in the weather in the plants with the animals and I’d sing a talk to them. See and feel things when I did so and always feel safe and protected as a child by these …
I’ve been a pagan all of my life without being conscious of it but I do remember how my interest began. From a very young age I watched my mother practise Yoga. She used to put her legs behind her head and twist her body into all shapes; her breathing changed like the air in …