Suzi Edwards-Goose

Artist. Ritual tattooist. Poet. Drummer. Feral woman. The older I get, the wilder I become.

Diary 2018

This is for the ones we call our sisters...
Circles of trust, and honour and love...
This is for the wise council... and the good company...
The dancers to the drum...
The warriors of the heart... the keepers of the code...
The blessed woman kindness...

This is for the warrior women.
The shield-maiden sisters...
The Protectresses...
This is for the ones who have each other’s backs...
The strong women, the wild women...

This is for the warrior women.
The shield-mother sisters...
The Protectresses...
The ones who hold each other up...
The nurturing women, the kind women...

This is for the warrior women.
The shield-crone sisters...
The Protectresses...
The ones who mend each other’s tears...
The teaching women, the wise women...

This is for the ones who went ahead,
Over the wall, into the fire for us...
This is for the ones with buzzard sight...
The watchers at the edge...
The defenders of honour...
The keepers of justice...
The fighters unto death and beyond...

The Protectresses © Suzi Edwards-Goose 2015

Diary 2015

As beekeepers, we keep the magic and tradition of our craft alive by "telling the bees". Any important news going on in our lives is politely told to the hive when we visit.

In August 2012, just before the honey harvest, my then fiance and I went to book our registry office wedding, and later that week went to see the bees and prepare the hives for the honey harvest. We of course told them our news, that we would be getting married on 30th October 2012. Imagine our surprise and wonder when we returned a few days later to take the honey from the hives, and found the bees had made us a perfect honeycomb heart! No other part of the frame of honey was capped - just the heart shape. We took no honey from it as uncapped honey isn't ripe, and will ferment. We just photographed it and replaced it in the hive. The bees didn't touch it - they left it completely as it was for weeks.

We feel our joining was blessed by our bees, with their very own magical message of love. It's something neither of us will ever forget.