Prelude

Adult
What happens when a woman meets a giant statue of a cat, two Volcano Goddesses, her ancestors, Spirit Allies, Elemental beings, and has a whole lot of really scary and weird adventures?
Part memoir, part Shamanic adventure, part guidebook, Prelude is the story of my quest to confront my monsters, uncover my true Name, and understand that I lived in just a tiny corner of a much vaster Cosmos.( More

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About Widdershins

About Me
I was born in England on a crisp autumn eve in 1958, emigrated to Australia at the tender age of two, and moved to Canada in 2004 where I married the love of my life. I left school when I was fourteen, and thereafter continued my education via libraries, books, and whatever Life decided to throw my way.
I’m a Shaman, a lesbian, a writer of Science Fiction, Fantasy, and Fiction. I'm a bicyclist, a feminist, a gardener, a crafter of clay ... I’ve been an architect, a seamstress, an athlete, a field hand ...
Being a Shaman is the Thread of my life from which all else is woven. Writing is one of my Great Passions, novels specifically, short stories occasionally, and always with lesbian characters.
I adopted 'Widdershins' as a username in the early days of the interwebz, and it stuck ... because I am, if nothing else, contrariwise. Also, it’s witchy, whimsical, and wild.
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Widdershins, as Writer:
One day, late in my high-school career, in order to avoid writing a very boring science essay, I turned in a short science fiction story instead. It incorporated the information in the essay, but in a much more readable form. (in my humble opinion)
When I handed it in I caught a glimpse of my teacher's face as she started reading it, she'd turned rather pale. I discreetly exited the room before her ability to speak returned. As I fled I heard a bark of what I hoped was laughter, but it could've been an incipient heart attack. Only time would tell.
Upon recieving the marked essay back I saw the following scrawled across the top. 'Don't ever do this to me again.' Somewhere in the middle was a, 'Well Done.' In the bottom left-hand corner was a very large red 'A'.
That was the moment my career as a writer began.
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Widdershins, as Shaman:
I always wanted to know the layers of ‘why’, about everything, and to see beyond the horizon, all the horizons. I found answers to most of my 'why's and wherefore's' about things of a physical, intellectual and emotional ilk, but the spiritual ... hmm ... that evaded me. So I engaged with the obvious first, but found far too many holes in traditional religion, and any practice that required genuflecting to a guru didn't do it for me either, particularly if there was some bloke at the top of things telling everyone else what they should or shouldn't do in order to achieve his vision of ... whatever he wanted.
I read everything I could get my hands on, and quested among New Age philosophies, and 'eastern' practices. (a good many of which, unfortunately, fell into the above mentioned 'bloke-at-the-top' category)
Then I discovered the women writing about feminist politics and spirituality from a woman-centered perspective. Women like Mary Daly, Colette, Kate Millett, Diane Stein, Starhawk, Monica Sjoo, Dale Spender, Vicki Noble, Clarissa Pinkola Estes, and many, many others.
After much searching I came to understand that what moved my Spirit was an Earth-based, Goddess Spirituality, the First Mother of Us All.
And so, my Journey to become a Shaman of Her Path began, with 'Prelude'.

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