Mara Hollis’s coven

Anglican contemplative and choir alto. Julian of Norwich keeps reminding me that all shall be well. Centering prayer at 6am, mostly.

Raised without religion, now quietly curious. Reading everything, practicing nothing yet. Thanks for letting me ask the beginner questions.

Heathen, blacksmith, dad of two. Hailing the ancestors and the land-wights from a very rainy corner of Oregon. Mead is a craft, not a personality.

Sophomore, botany major, baby witch with an LED candle (dorm rules!). Learning the plants properly this time, Latin names and all.

Novice at a small Benedictine house. Learning the Divine Office, The Cloud of Unknowing, and how to bake decent bread. Here to listen more than speak.

Jewish, Kabbalah study-group nerd, competitive challah braider. Counting the Omer and counting my blessings, usually in that order.

Just wandering in. ✦

Parsi Zoroastrian. Good thoughts, good words, good deeds, and the best dhansak in Leicester. I tie my kusti and say my prayers before the kettle goes on.

Taoist the old family way: incense for the ancestors, tai chi in the park at dawn, Tao Te Ching on the bus. Water wins by yielding.

Astrologer, data analyst, recovering cynic. Mid-Saturn-return and documenting every lesson. I'll read your chart if you stop blaming Mercury for everything.

Lucid dreamer, dream journal keeper since age nine. Night-shift baker, so my night is everyone else's afternoon. Collecting dreams that feel like visits.