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Magiddah Cassandra Sagan
Writer, Musician, Artist, Story-teller
Yearly Archives: 2014
Kabbalists Receive Light in Autumn
Mechanisms of Rectified Influence
Tell the Story backwards:
In Spring the mysteries
of Autumn reveal themselves
Each Bird Must Carry Her Own Light
“We must gather and carry the sparks of Birdlight, OrTzipor, into the future. And when that big bird’s nest in the heaven-sky is filled with light, there will be peace in all the worlds, shalom be-khol ha-olamim!” Quote from the…
Broken Glass Ukulele Blues
After creating a Tree of Life shower, a mosaic fire window, and a swirling bathroom countertop, I wanted to do something reasonably sized, like an ukulele. Yet somehow, in an extended moment of temporary insanity, I purchased enough scrap glass to build…
Teshuvah for Vampires
My grandson said, Bhaju, you’re definitely an old hippie.
I said, Yeah, but what do you mean?
Rainbow everything, he said. Peace love and joy.
My Mother’s Kaleidoscope
My mother, Pesa Brahna bat Shaindl v’Mordchai was a priestess, albeit a broken one. I inherited her kaleidoscope— the way the shattered world rushed towards her in brilliant sparks and slivers of light multiplied by mirrors, multi-dimensional moments of exquisite…