I don’t think anyone needs me to be their gauge and tell them how rough October was; I also don’t think anyone needs me to..
Sit beside this slow-cracking harvest fire with me, pilgrim. The business of that swelling blood moon is to nudge our nightdreams toward our majestic dead,..
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..
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