It’s no accident that we are here at this time. We are witness to the turning of an aeon, and are the seed-keepers for the promise of tomorrow.
Wordsmithing Magic from the Crossroads
It’s no accident that we are here at this time. We are witness to the turning of an aeon, and are the seed-keepers for the promise of tomorrow.
The Solstice Sun Wheel Advent Ceremony returns for Year 17. Join us, for you and I are the necessary, awaited ones who tend the Light’s rebirth.
My annual tradition of marking Samhain includes sharing much of its magic and lore with you, my readers. May your rites be blessed.
Wordless Wednesday: Our altar honoring our Ancestors and beloved dead for Samhaintide.
Blessed Equinox! May you reap sweet abundance and goodness of every kind. May you and your loved ones stay safe, protect one another, and thrive.
Blessings as September arrives. She begins with Summer still pulsing brightly, but will end with the deeper colors and poignant gifts of Autumn.
Blessings of Lughnasadh! Today marks the cross-quarter celebration of the Turning of the Wheel, when Summer begins to relinquish to Autumn.
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