
Suzy Jacobson Cherry
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Writer. Artist. Educator. Interspiritual Priestess. I write poetry, fiction, nonfiction, and thoughts on stuff I love.
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10 Reasons Why Witches Love RenFaire
Any Renaissance Festival, Medieval Faire, Scottish Games, Viking Fest, or other gathering of that ilk will bring out the local Witches en masse. I’m not saying everyone who attends or works at these faires are Witches, nor am I saying all Witches enjoy said events. I’m just saying it’s a place beloved by practitioners of many magickal modes and mystical mythologies.
By Suzy Jacobson Cherry3 years ago in Humans
5 Things You Likely Won’t See at the Renaissance Festival
Renaissance Festivals are outdoor gatherings that provide entertainment, food, drink, and fun for visitors. The faires usually take place in imaginary Renaissance or Medieval villages, most often intended to be set in England, though there are some that are set in different eras and locations. There are many such events around the world.
By Suzy Jacobson Cherry3 years ago in FYI
7 Wild Creatures I’ve Seen in My Neighborhood
I don’t live in the country, but I don’t live in the city either. Our house is just about half a mile from the nearest freeway, so we have traffic noise. The housing in my neighborhood is mostly manufactured homes that were set here in the 1980s as winter homes for the snow birds from up north, so there’s a little space between us, but not as much as there would be if this were a rural area.
By Suzy Jacobson Cherry3 years ago in Earth
My "Medicare" Birthday
I turned 65 on Saturday, March 18, during this year's Arizona Renaissance Festival run. It turns out that there’s a birthday tradition among Rennies (i.e., RenFaire workers) that someone gives you a couple of dollars to pin to your garb so everyone knows it’s your birthday and maybe gives you a little more of the good green stuff.
By Suzy Jacobson Cherry3 years ago in Longevity
House to Haven
It is just past midnight and the moon is not yet full. I am surrounded by houses in the small Maricopa County pocket that is considered East Mesa, Arizona. It’s a corner lot, yet there is no sharp turn, as the road gently passes in a rounded curve. In the not so far away distance, I can hear the rush of traffic on U.S. Highway 60. It is 2007, and I am but the toss of a stone away from my old modular home, yet I might as well be standing atop a Tor in ancient Briton.
By Suzy Jacobson Cherry3 years ago in Longevity
Glamour — The Apprentice
It was the day before the New Year according to the calendar on the wall, though just a couple of months past there had been great parties for the ancient celebrations of the turning wheel. Now a week past the Yuletide solstice, Wendy was ready to move into the coming days according to the society in which she lived. First, though, there were a few tasks to be completed.
By Suzy Jacobson Cherry3 years ago in Fiction
Ten Poems in Honor of Female Japanese Poets
Full description of the photo above “Court Woman at her Desk with Poem Cards,” Woodblock print (surimono); ink and color on paper by Kubo Shunman, Edo period 1795. Made available by the Metropolitan Museum of Art under its Open Access program for CC0 unrestricted use
By Suzy Jacobson Cherry3 years ago in Poets











