“Your growing antlers,’ Bambi continued, ‘are proof of your intimate place in the forest, for of all the things that live and grow only the trees and...
The Obeah Woman Whispers
The Obeah Woman Whispers
Nature looks dead in winter because her life is gathered into her heart. She withers the plant down to the root that she may grow it up...
This garden and every living and dead thing within it. The earth, the grass, the trees, the soil, all alive and filled with spirit and as I...
The deep, dark wild woods, mysterious and magical, have an almost mythic status amongst Pagans. Indeed there is something so alluring about losing oneself beneath the canopy...
Finding a teacher, a witch to share her knowledge, isn’t an easy thing to do. Wouldn’t it be lovely to find an old crone to guide you...
Is it a cliche if I were to tell you that you will indeed face fear on your path? It might, I concede, but like all cliches,...
”The first blooms of spring always make my heart sing.” ~ S.Brown “The beautiful spring came, and when nature resumes her loveliness, the human soul is apt...
“Caring for myself is not self-indulgence, it is self-preservation, and that is an act of political warfare.” ~ audre lorde As I write this I’m snuggled up...
‘A violet by a mossy stone half hidden from the eye; Fair as a star When only one is shining in the sky’ ~William Wordsworth My garden...
I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes. Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new things, learning,...
My fingers slip on the wheel of the lighter as I light the second and last candle and it feels like sandpaper to my already sore fingertips....
“We’re all ghosts. We all carry, inside us, people who came before us.” ~ Liam Callanan, The Cloud Atlas The darker months are here and I welcome them...
An ointment made from the leaves is cooling and repelling ~ Culpeper’s Complete Herbal Datura, oh Datura, my favourite of all the poisonous plants! Whilst belladonna is...
”It helps a weak memory and quickens the senses.” ~ Culpeper’s Complete Herbal Can a herb garden really be called such if it doesn’t include rosemary? This...
”Sage restores natural heat, comforts the spirit, helps the memory and quickens the senses.” ~William Turner (English Herbalist), 1551. Sage is perhaps one of the most widely...
It’s warm even as evening descends, the sun sinking ever lower, the sky shades of pale pinks, blues and purples. A breeze caresses my warm skin and...
On Saturday 1st June, in the heart of London, something special, some might even say magickal took place: the very first Magickal Women Conference . To think...
Unless you are lucky enough to have Pagan or witchy parents or family members, chances are that you never really knew that what you felt, what you...
Loveliest of trees, the cherry now Is hung with bloom along the bough, And stands about the woodland ride Wearing white for Eastertide. Now, of my threescore...
With all of the constraints placed upon us today; work and family pressures, financial worries, or even issues of abuse and poverty all work to take our...
Within modern witchcraft and Paganism there’s always some discussion or other about cultural appropriation, whether or not to mix pantheons, who can worship what and so on...
Our paths are ever ongoing, and as such, it is not the destination but rather the journey itself that is important. It is not until time has...
Anytime the festive season gets too much, anytime you feel yourself losing your connection to the natural cycles this winter solstice, let Elen of the Ways lead...
I love the woods at this time, the tail end of autumn when the world, or at least the northern part, is readying itself for its winter...
As the leaves deaden and fall, their death a vision of beauty, and the cold seeps across the land, and it is easy to feel the...
Or in this time of balance, the calm before the dark, scry your own soul in the mirror of your heart. Build a fire out of doors...
Witchcraft and nature go hand in hand. So much of my own practice is drawn from nature and one thing I love to do is to go...
”Lovers and madmen have such seething brains.” ~A Midsummer Night’s Dream, William Shakespeare ”He who grasps the mental nature of the Universe is well advanced on...
As I write this, the sun has just risen on this Summer Solstice day. Everyone else besides the dogs and me are in bed and the street...
“Well, the Romans and the Greeks,” said the old man, “used to call her a ‘Dryad,’ but we don’t understand that word. Out in New Town, where...
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 a summer...
Step off the beaten track, dear witch, and discover secret worlds, of poison and love and all things in-between. The darker months are mine indeed, but these...
The time of awakening is upon us, fellow witches. The spring equinox, Ostara, has been and gone and the dark of night recedes a little more each...
Witchcraft: What do you think of when you hear that word? Perhaps you think of the malevolent fairy tale hags, or the love and light of a...
She sits in her chair, with her darkened glasses, always with those glasses, and asks about my life. What am I up to, how are the boys,...
“A witch ought never to be frightened in the darkest forest, Granny Weatherwax had once told her, because she should be sure in her soul that the most terrifying thing in the forest...
I have always felt a distance between myself and others, even as a small child, as far back as I can remember. At first, with my child’s...
When she comes for you, you cannot hide, for she knows all of the secret places. When she comes for you, you cannot deny her, for in...
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My name is Emma Kathryn, my path a mixture of non-Wiccan Traditional British Witchcraft and Obeah, a blend that represents my heritage. A Devotee of Hekate, my witchcraft is what is needed when needed.
I live in the middle of England with my partner, two teenage sons and two crazy dogs.
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On Fear In The Craft
“A witch ought never to be frightened in the darkest forest, Granny Weatherwax had once told her, because she should be sure in her...
Enter The Crone
She sits in her chair, with her darkened glasses, always with those glasses, and asks about my life....
The Magic Where You Live
Step off the beaten track, dear witch, and discover secret worlds, of poison and love and all things...
Life, Light, Death, & Darkness: How Brighid Became Maman Brigitte
Within modern witchcraft and Paganism there’s always some discussion or other about cultural appropriation, whether or not to...
What Lies Beneath
What lies beneath the surface of the peaceful and still lake the colour of an azure blue sky?...
