As you’re reading this, I’m making magick far from home. I’m with beloveds of bone and spirit. I’m introducing myself to a land I know only by reputation. I’m making offerings. I’m anointing myself with local waters. I’m planning and facilitating containers of magick for others. And me. For the longest, and it is still a reflex, I thought being a public priestess was about serving outward (only). When I realized serving only outwardly is serving half-heartedly, I stepped into... Read more