These bones of mine were restless, and I was half-dreaming of an eyeless crow gnawing away at my storyteller’s lips. I woke with a quickening..
The Forest is not a place to visit, nor where witches abide.Instead the Forest is where we live inside. The Forest is us… The tangled..
You’re sure to meet a cackling hag who sits on her highest ribs, dangling her legs and skipping stones in her blood. She’s a trickster,..
Come, pilgrim. Rest here in my garish summer garden. I’ve just poured fresh moon-blood on rosemary in the name of the Cailleach, and I’ve nothing..
Ah, yes. I remember now. This righteous May moon is swelling between my ribs as it always does, lifting these aging breasts a bit higher..
Magick is self-care Witch is a loaded word in modern society. It has both good and bad connotations. But at its root is means ‘Wise-person’...
What lies beneath the surface of the peaceful and still lake the colour of an azure blue sky? Or a meadow beneath the heat of..
“Tenderness and kindness are not signs of weakness and despair, but manifestations of strength and resolution.” Kahlil Gibran Lately I have found that I..
“Perhaps it is time to go to the sea For there always was too much of the dreamer in me With a heart of sand..
Self love is an interesting concept. It’s something that we’re all aware of but how we approach it will look differently for each of us...
The House of Twigs
