"The soul of the sorcerer should be kept lithe and youthful in elasticity by constant pleasurable effort. If you find that some parts of you have become jaded, that your perceptions of miraculous or wonderful events have been dulled by contact with the charlatans and the deceptions of the world, or because you have seen … Continue reading The Bundle
Bittersweet Nightshade
Solanum dulcamara berry Small, bitter, green, yellow and red berries cling to the vine all Summer- shiny and alluring, almost good enough to eat, but they are poison. Enough could kill a curious child. But still, they are not as deadly as Belladonna, the true murderess of the family. All the same it is best … Continue reading Bittersweet Nightshade
A Bitter Brew from The Yaga
I've been sat down, bitter wormwood tea in hand, in the Yaga's hut many times before, but this time was a bit different. She had a canny look in her eye and a sly grin, her sharp teeth gleaming like ice-covered thorns. "Just remember, in all things there is a price to pay". I felt … Continue reading A Bitter Brew from The Yaga
Three Weeks in the Underworld
The devotional "Host of Many: Hades and His Retinue" has been released on Kindle with many interesting and beautiful contributions. I created three illustrations and a poem for this devotional during May last year, each reflecting at the time my own feelings surrounding death and depression. While I was waiting to share these as part … Continue reading Three Weeks in the Underworld
The Little Things
Sometimes we get so swept away by the majestic, exotic and the wild that we forget the spirits on our doorsteps. Perhaps it is because they are so common that we tend to ignore them as we do everything else in our day to day, the way most people just drift through life never noticing … Continue reading The Little Things
The Yaga’s Garden of Death
I planted Hellebore on Salem's grave. It was meant to be Belladonna, but the soil was calling for something and the Belladonna was not ready, and Hellebore was. And so my other love, the other poison went in. She is protective too and a bit less malicious than Belladonna, so perhaps it is right. The … Continue reading The Yaga’s Garden of Death
The Magpie King
"One for SorrowTwo for JoyThe Magpie King has comeAnd in the hollows of his heartThe gleaming of the sun.He stole the light which touched the moonAnd kept it wrapped in vineAnd when they thought that hope was lostHe let the light untwine. One for SorrowTwo for JoyThe Magpie King is hereUpon his head, the Devil's … Continue reading The Magpie King
Midsummer Magic in the Yaga’s Garden
It is summer and it is time to go back to go back to the hidden paths, back to the Yaga's hut and garden. Summer is a season of overflow and sensuous abundance, something I have struggled to maintain during the darkest hours, with all the death and heartache, but which I am fully preparing … Continue reading Midsummer Magic in the Yaga’s Garden
In The Devil’s Name- Endless Night, Community, and The Poison Path
"You will find the witch at the end of a pointed finger"- Peter Grey Apocalyptic Witchcraft A sad business really when witches turn on each other, sad, but unsurprising given the collective shadow of our community. Witchcraft holds no dogma, there are as many different kinds of witches as there are people who claim to … Continue reading In The Devil’s Name- Endless Night, Community, and The Poison Path
A New Journey Down an Old Road…
I have not felt like writing in a while. Losing Salem all but cut up my thoughts and left huge dents in mind that made it hard for me to think, to properly string together a couple of sentences and paragraphs. Her death still rocks me, not because it was sudden or unexpected like Delilah's … Continue reading A New Journey Down an Old Road…
