Come Out Of The Dark And Write With Us

For this equinox writers circle (March 7), we will bring seasonal themed prompts for you to weave more spells: let’s write together and continue co-creating a world worth living in.

image of a painting of a person sitting at a desk at the shorline of the ocean wiht the desk on fire

“Everything is an exchange for fire, and fire for everything…” — Heraclitus

Hello CAW friends! 

How are you? Yeah, we get it. We too are feeling like we can’t even begin to answer that question, at least not in any new or helpful way. Besides, there’s so much to say and even more to do. The extraordinary number of folks in the streets resisting and fighting like hell,  and more and more people meeting each other in their neighbourhoods and keeping care alive is what keeps us all going, keeping the embers burning. It’s truly inspiring (yet not surprising) because it’s who we are. 

Sometimes, though we can only meet online, which still connects us and often helps us do more.

One way we are communing virtually is by hosting some pretty fun writing circles and we have a new one coming up (more below!). The last gathering was generative and inspiring, and it was held around the Winter Solstice—we are thrilled to share a few pieces from the gathering (also below).

NEW SPRING EQUINOX WRITING CIRCLE

carla and Dani are hosting another Corvid Anarcho Witchcraft writing circle for paid members!

As we approach the Spring Equinox, thoughts of balance and equity tend to come to mind... but is anyone really able to find balance right now? While things in the world may be tipping rapidly and wobbling on the edge of what might feel like doom, the days are still growing longer, the time of blossoms is quickly approaching, too. And don’t forget Beltane and May Day, the worker’s holiday! There are—even in these dark times—at least a few things to celebrate. For this equinox writers circle, we will bring seasonal themed prompts for you to weave more spells: let’s write together and continue co-creating a world worth living in.

In this two hour (virtual) circle, we will provide an optional reading in advance, and in-group generative and thought-provoking writing prompts with options to share and connect with others in our CAW community. Where will you offer reciprocation? How will you celebrate the balance between the dark and the light?

What: Writing Circle

When: Saturday, March 7, 2026; 10 am- 12 pm (pacific time)

Where: Virtual! Outer space! Under the sea! From your future Beltane Fire! Anywhere you have an internet connection!

Fee: Free to paid subscribers

Who: You! Also: carla joy bergman and Dani Burlison

How to sign up: email us at CAW.ShinyThings@proton.me

Other info: We are capping this workshop at 20 participants, with sign-ups closing on March 2, 2026

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Writings from CAW’s Winter Solstice gathering

​​What to plant in these dark days?

By Jake Lyon

Today, I’m planting my

feet

In hopes that rebellion might grow

Rooted into the ground,

I could find you, comrade and

intertwine our tendrils

So that if–when–

They grab us by

our throats and pull, to pluck

us from the earth

a long string of

our friends will flow out

To succeed, they’ll have to keep pulling

forever, or

die trying

Mischief!

By Jake Lyon

Getting into trouble is not always a bad thing.

Throwing wrenches in a machine made for killing is a benevolent act.

Mischief: that holy seizure of life in all its guerrilla antics–

taking one more cookie from the jar;

sneaking out at night to scrawl onto the town messages of rebellion;

breaking arbitrary and violent laws to feed and clothe your neighbors.

Of course, to miscreants, ne’er-do-wells, and rabble rousers mischief is just business as usual–

it’s the Parent, the God, the Cop that paint it in such an unholy light.

Who can blame them for embracing it? It’s their nature.

The nature of the child in every person, tip-toeing outside the bounds of permission and snickering.


A love letter to the Dark

–Alana L.

Dear Darkness and Cold,

they could never make me hate you.

I won’t fall for the propaganda anymore.

True, I am a Spring baby, Heat-lover, Day Person—birthed in the tropics, viscerally warm blooded.

I LOVE the Light and the Heat!

But I am polyamorous after all, and I love you too,

No one gets everything they need from only one

season

So thank you for making me slow down,

making me think,

giving me permission to be sick

and fatigued

to escape

into my inside world.

I love you for supporting my shadow self, for enveloping me, keeping me close

Thank you for giving the Light and the Heat a break, for letting them rest and recuperate too.

You bring a good out in me.


###The Dog Laugh

Nicol Darling Udy

Human voices are not much higher than the strutting of the rivers

Who wash the rhythms of the year

If you spend time listening

With no background in the meaning

You will hear nothing more than bird tones, sonar calls, shrill shapes in the wind

Torn by a passing truck who offers nothing new

Just the sound of another river

Shrill shapes with their own intent and will

Make the face of a dog in your mind. Speak. Can you, with enough sympathy, give that speaking dog’s barks your own rhythms? Your personalities and opinions? Your voice, as bayings and chirpings and barkings and whimpers. Or does the dog’s laugh play you like an instrument?

Come back. Look at me. Imagine me as a human being. You know my features, my meaning. You know my language. Listen to me.

Hear in my voice the dog’s little joke – you are too far from your roots to be understood.

###Follow the sunset line

Nicol Darling Udy

Follow the sunset line

Where the light shatters

Into mercurial lamina holding

Light cast too long ago

To hide from you or I

Bleeding gallantly wounded colors

That endlessly bends to night

Then turn around bright eyed

To take it all in again

An all shimmering gemini

Quivering with sweaty labor

As it forms the next day’s horizon

featured image is a painting by Luca Ponsato