THE SOIL IS FERTILE. THE HEARTHFIRES ARE WARM.
THE WATER IN THE KETTLE IS SINGING.
WELCOME TO CANCER SEASON.
We meet in the early days of Summer to perform the most archetypal of cancerian rites: rebirthing ourselves…..to the land, to the stars, to the primordial elements….
…to the raw powers of creation that we repress and distort to fit cultural and familial molds….
…..would you like to own your animalistic shadow and fuel your creative prowess?
….would you like to accept the inheritance of divinity that is your birthright?
….would you like to walk the liminal spaces between realms where true art and magic is born?