
I don't write about spells or magic very often. Rarely, truth be told. I do practice these things though. Every day it's likely I have candles, incense or both burning. I light, I murmur incantations, I salute and I invoke. I think that my words, my intent and energy will be carried by the smoke on the wind. That wind will go places I never can, from the upper reaches of the atmosphere to the thin drafts under doorways. It will whisper my wishes as it encircles the earth in … [Read more...]



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