A ritual is like cooking: sometimes, you have the resources to make a three course meal. But it's likely that you may only have the time and ability to scramble eggs or grill a cheese sandwich. If every meal had to be a three course meal, you probably wouldn't cook very often. Read more
Our intentions are good. We really mean well. Yet some of the most common offerings are damaging to the environment we honor as Divine. Here are five common offerings that can hurt the planet, along with five easy, eco-friendly alternatives. Read more
We equate desire with sex and food. Yes, desire can mean those things and often does. But what if many desires are simpler? A touch, a breath of fresh air, a moment of quiet, a place to cry? Read more
Magick is never perfect. The astrology will never be exactly right. The herbal blend will always be one note off. And that's a good thing. Read more
Like so many, I’ve felt anger, sad, horror, terror, powerlessness over the separation of families at the border. I’ve wanted to smash my computer with a brick. I’ve struggled to concentrate on work. The sounds of weeping babies stays in my ears. I want it to stay. I don’t want to forget. I don’t want to normalize. I’m not alone. I shouldn’t say, “I feel powerless.” I should say, “We feel powerless.” Yet, we are not without power. An Irish friend... Read more
The Morrigan has a sense of humor--one that is sick, twisted and kind of mean. Who would expect otherwise? Read more
As a Witch, nothing is ever just a “thing.” A scrub brush can quickly become a wand. Soapy water becomes a brew. Angry thoughts become spells. Read more
“When will you spend a day with Me?” She’d kept asking. Things like work and travel schedules, family obligations, and occasionally having a date with my husband were likely strange to Her immortal ears. She wanted me all to Herself for a day. She must not have known how difficult that was for a modern, over-scheduled person like me. Perhaps She did and didn’t care. I didn’t know how I would do it–offer an entire day to a Goddess–but the opportunity blossomed.... Read more
The old spell was wedged between dried corsages and yet another envelope of prom photos; its vehicle a crumpled old lunch bag containing four torn slips of paper. Read more
Oh…”evil.” Back again? Today was weird. Here’s the synopsis (courtesy of a Tweet I wrote this morning). Hahahahahahahahahahha. I’m so clever and awesome. Look at how much I’ve grown over the years! Look at how nicely I handled that! Look at my clever Tweet and all the love that came with it! (Thanks for that, all, by the way….) Yeah. It happened to me today. Again. Yes, I get strange emails offering me salvation if I would take down my... Read more
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