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 first blooms of spring always make my heart sing.” ~ S.Brown “The beautiful spring came, and when nature resumes her loveliness, the human soul..
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..
When you’re trying to reach a new point in your life, keeping your momentum going is one of the most helpful things you can do..
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..
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..
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,..
The pods I plant now are engorged with the ruby red heirloom seeds of dissent and shielded by razor-sharp, scaled skin tattooed with my wedding..
Becoming a Mother is pure magick and from the moment of conception magick begins brewing deep within our dark womb, in the cauldron of the..
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