Beneath the canopy of the Stars of Heaven and the Moon’s almost full shimmer, I shiver from the cold trail of death’s wake and the chi...

There is a metaphorical place that is really a state of awareness in which those of us practicing Traditional Craft attempt to achieve. Th...

It was on a Beltane roughly a decade ago when I first looked through the eyes of the whole of the universe as my own. This mystical experie...

I wrote this recently. It was an exercise into a form of writing I don't usually play in... it was fun, and hopefully the spirit of it ...

There comes a point when the Witch knows. They know what they need to be doing in the work, they know what resonates with them, and they kn...

Today is the first step for this blog into a next round of hundreds, with 200 posts written and published. Seriously though this blog is my ...

I wrote the following as an exercise of sorts: By Three Drops The sorrow of death spins suffering into fabric, The moon illu...