Category Archive: Mystery’s

The Quickening

The living flame within my heart, Dances and Whispers your many names. Ancient One, Goddess, Mother of All, Thank you for guiding me to hear your call.   I stand by the waters… Continue reading

The Void

Here I sit in Her Void Stirrings, Emotions, Grief Connection, Bliss, Devotion Cauldron of Potential This place of possibilities Deep, Deep Thoughts Rawness, Exposure Compassion, Love I sit on the see saw Of… Continue reading

Gratitude

I initiated my Tuesday by watering under the moonlight, attended by my feathered friends with the big clacking beaks, the kookaburras. They see so well and like me, they are the first ones… Continue reading

Preparing for Winter Solstice

I went for a small ramble this afternoon with the intention of eventually going to the elderly old pine tree on this property. I wanted to remove some pinion resin from its generous… Continue reading

Bones, Stones & Fog

Just 12 days out from the longest night and the shortest day, Mid-Winter, Yule approaches. Waves roll in of fog, faerie webs, and dew drops. It’s the weaving time, before the sun is… Continue reading

Morning Mist & Mud

The shadows of the morning mist, beckon me outside. I leave my desk and follow the mornings call. The softness of the rolling, falling mist meets my skin, refreshing, invigorating, I breathe it… Continue reading

Nightfall Magick

When you live in a place where there are no streetlights, the length of the sunsets, and the rays of the moonrise are lights that dance on every fibre of your being, Nature… Continue reading

Witch

KEEP CALM AND GET YOUR HORNS UP!

Working with the ancestors requires and appreciation of paradox, all potential and nothing exists simultaneously for as the old Witch saying goes. “Truth is most oft found twixt the horns.”