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The Crystal Skull Journey
13 CRYSTAL SKULLS Legend And Prophecy As a High Priestess within the Magdalene order my call from the crystal skulls…
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Poems For The Magically Inclined
A thank you Every so often I will discover a beautiful poem that appeals to my inner child – one that coaxes it…
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High Priestess Ceremonies – Handfasting
Since graduating as a High Priestess I have become well versed in the leading of various ceremonies. It has taken…
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Finding Your Path – Witchcraft 101
Newly awakened witches often come to me confused and lost because they’re overwhelmed by the sheer number of directions that they could potentially take their craft. They see talk of green witches and kitchen witches, hedge witches, sea witches and so many others and they have a completely human reaction to being confronted with such…
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Choosing A Wand – Witchcraft 101
As a little girl, you will run around the garden with a plastic wand with a star on the end, shouting ‘abracadabra’ to try and turn pebbles into chocolate buttons. Wands are fun and the ultimate magical tool though they also come with responsibility. A wand is a living entity and much like the Harry…
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My Poppet Magic
People are sceptical about poppet magick and why I am so obsessed with bringing these babies into the world to help people achieve what they want quickly and long term. Poppets are awesome tools that make spells more powerful and more personal When people see poppets (or any other folk-art doll) they think voodoo doll….
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Face The Shadows
Stop running from your darkness. Stop letting your fears blind you to what desperately wants to be seen. Look into your shadows and remember they are only as strong as what shines on them. Find your center and remain still. Stay present. Stay brave. Stay aware. Stay true and wait. Just as the sun will…
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A Beautiful Dawn
In the pre-dawn hours, I drink in the last glow of a tiring moon, to the flat sound of my footsteps on quiet streets. Those same streets today are lined by ancient oaks so strong, and a sky so heavy and low, it’s as if they’re holding it up until it can find its blue…