Ugh. I did it again. Opened my mouth and said something I didn’t mean to say.
I have a boyfriend. In the spirit on continuing the Rapunzel metaphor, let’s call him Flynn. 648 more words
Image: Andreas Ritcher
“The symbol of Goddess gives us permission. She teaches us to embrace the holiness of every natural, ordinary, sensual dying moment. Patriarchy may try to negate body and flee earth with its constant heartbeat of death, but Goddess forces us back to embrace them, to take our human life in our arms and clasp it for the divine life it is – the nice, sanitary, harmonious moment as well as the painful, dark, splintered ones. 1,307 more words
A slowly building theme in my witchly desires lately has been to study herbalism. At first I just wanted a better understanding of how to create teas and incenses for ritual use, but now I am investing in herbs as a way to prevent and treat ailments physically and psychically, alter my consciousness, increase balance and overall holistic health in my life, and nurture my relationship with nature (see what I did there?). 722 more words