Oh, hold me! You are my most steadfast friend, and I’ve just awoke from the most blissfully hellish of nightmares. Take me in your arms..
Join me, lover. I’m weaving stick-stars out of willow branches and drinking the thickest nog I could brew in my feeble cauldron. Tonight, the full..
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,..
Fire. Water. Air. Earth. The elements are witches’ tools- our raw creative materials and the source of the songs that come from the deepest parts..
I hear you knocking, and I’m coming! You’re my favorite glitter-winged, pink-pearl-wearing Priestess and, for that reason only, I will let you in. I just..