Author Archives: Veronica Varlow

Tonight, under a waning crescent moon, in a Brooklyn warehouse, three friends made magick together in the name of art. When I found myself beside them, I was covered in the mud of my land. The dirt from the mountain, … Continue reading →

The moon is a milky crescent cradle hanging over the sky tonight. I was driving on my way back to our temporary home a few hours ago, but found myself hypnotized by a perfect moon. I was enchanted by her … Continue reading →

On June 24th, in NYC, an amendment was passed that allows all people to marry in NYC. We are celebrating equality. Today, I’ve had five people say to me that they wish they could march in the NYC Pride Parade, … Continue reading →

I married this man five years ago today. Best. Decision. Ever.

The sun was shining. The birds were singing. And I was there in the middle of the garden getting slammed in the face over and over by my practice sock poi while trying to learn an advanced move. It was … Continue reading →

I took this photo on Sunday morning at 8:15am, inside the Church of the Traveling Gypsies, aka Grand Central, NYC. The glow of the pure opal faces of the center clock beckoned to me. That pulpit of numbers and time … Continue reading →

This Memorial Day weekend…when I got my wings again. I am the phoenix. My life for the past month has revolved around the fire. And though I try not to talk about it in conversation in my regular life, it … Continue reading →

I’d give my blood for you… (my Red Cross blood donation picture that kicked off the Vampy Volunteers contest last year). Thank you for all the comments and emails that I received from you regarding my last entry, “Can a … Continue reading →

I woke up feeling thankful this morning. I woke up feeling connected. Even if we have never spoken, even if we may never meet, I had this sense of friendship out there in the world. There are many people whose … Continue reading →

She walked through the flames and survived…me as a little gypsy girl with a golden turban…. We have not had internet in a week – we have been digging through ashes, mourning physical losses of pieces of memory and trying … Continue reading →