The Witch lives at the edge of the forest so she can get shit done.
Starting in January, I will be doing rune readings at Journeys of Life in Shadyside - you can call 412.681.8755 or email to schedule a reading. I will also be doing a forum discussion on runes at the store on January 13 - more details coming soon!
I describe one of my favorite runes, Othala, as being all the things that come up when one thinks of their home - it is a rune embodying the gifts of the ancestors, the immovable wealth that is our land, our inheritance, our history, and our bloodlines. As I love this rune, it makes sense... Continue Reading →
My magic lives at the intersection of intention, action, and reflection. My magic lives at the edge of the dark forest. Image: Growing Through Grief by Natalia Drepina
My hubby and I are in our way home from Madison and Chicago - we had a lovely time seeing my family and exploring two wonderful cities.
"How dare I be discouraged in the work by anything so trivial as the fear of personal failure?" - Paul Williams I am a white cisgender woman. I will mess it up. I will do it wrong. I will have good intentions and they will sometimes translate into shitty actions. I will be thoughtless sometimes, selfish... Continue Reading →
My husband surprised me this week and gifted me these three lovelies: Sarah Anne Lawless writes: These books themselves are mind-altering — you must change your perception of a book to read them — and you do not come away from reading them unchanged. I consider this series essential to those who would be green... Continue Reading →
Ehwaz/The Horse by Amoret BriarRose I approach her slowly, bit of apple in my hand, hoping to coax her? Befriend her? I'm not sure either is truly possible. I know in my heart: she is a wild thing though the path near the fence is deep and worn and her warm breath fogs the air... Continue Reading →
I have never been a witch that worked with plants. I have been doing this witchy thing for almost 17 years, and I was never a witch that gardened or grew herbs. It just wasn't my thing. But one of the fun things about being a witch is this: over time, your practices, interests, and... Continue Reading →