On this cold, long night, the Full Moon speaks to me. Her super-sized, brilliant face beckons me from the comfort of my cluttered nest...
Call me Witch. Call me Magic Maker. Call me your Fairy God Mother for all I care. But remember this, sweet child of the Earth,..
Wild Sky Sister, You are so full of life and creative fire that I can feel the heat emanating from your sweet face, even on..
Witches and their rituals have long been associated with nature, wild animals and solitude. These elements are portrayed in fairy tales and legends as integral..
Well it’s been heavy. Anyone who is saying otherwise is joking or in denial. But I suppose I was a fool to expect anything else..