Hello everyone. I know it’s been a while since I’ve posted anything new. Just wanted you all to know that yes, I’m still alive and kicking. I feel as if I have been on vacation since I suspended my cards of the day. For some reason it has caused a feeling of relaxation, and dare
A long-practicing witch told me she was an avowed skeptic. She went on to say she required tangible evidence before she believed in anything. How could this person be a skeptic? How do you produce such magick and still be such a skeptic. Does skepticism belong in Witchcraft?
Death – Tarot Card of the Day: The destruction of a piece of your current ideology is imminent. You have outgrown this dated, no longer relevant, concept. Certain things will come to light today that will cause it to be torn to shreds. But do not worry. This destruction is a necessary part of your
The Hanged Man – Tarot Card of the Day: Changes continue today but instead of circumstances , it is YOU that has the opportunity to change. This may not be easy, but anything worthwhile requires work, dedication, and a pinch of luck. Relax and let yourself move into and through this process. With spirit beside
So many changes throughout the years. So many ideas, beliefs and styles picked up, discarded or rearranged. I suppose I like my Witchcraft shaken, not stirred.
In our last two installments we planned our garden and then planted our seedlings and sowed our seeds. In this, “The Witches Garden: Part Three” we will be discussing how to maintain your newly planted garden. Our first step in maintaining our garden is to thin our newly sown seeds. If you’ve planted nursery plants,
Spring is finally here and in the California Central valley it is planting time. Part Two of our “The Witches Garden” series will discuss some of the ins and outs of planting our garden. From soil and amendments, to placing our seeds and tender plants into their pots and plots, let’s get our witches garden
Witch envy is alive and well in this psyche. It shouldn’t be, but it’s there, lurking in the shadows. But why is it there? What is this crazy witch envy that sneaks up on me from time to time?
With the light returning our minds stir and stretch, sloughing off the hibernation mode of deep winter. It is during this time of growing illumination when we may find ourselves seeing our own shadows.
It is a cold, dark day here in California’s Central Valley, fairly typical for December. We’ve had a bit more rain than normal, so soon the yearly fog will drop down, blanketing the valley in endless murky gray. It is the kind of day when I want to do nothing more than grab my favorite