Crabapple Bread for Lughnasadh

We’ve entered the most dreadful month of the year and I had almost forgotten today is a sabbat.  August 1st marks the beginning of the harvest festivals, and this particular pagan holiday celebrates the “Harvest of the Grain.”  So instead of taking it easy and relaxing – as was my plan after I couldn’t bring…

Attempting “Therapy Tarot”

For the last day of July, I’m closing out with more mystic “food for thought.”   I came across this tarot spread idea on Facebook a couple months ago and considered trying it out. I’m very sporadic with using my cards, and yesterday I finally got myself to do it. It’s me we’re talking about, so…

A Little Witch in All of Us: The Sisters of Practical Magic

“Sometimes I feel like there’s a hole inside of me, an emptiness that at times seems to burn. I think if you lifted my heart to your ear, you could probably hear the ocean. And the moon tonight, there’s a circle around it. A sign of trouble not far behind. I have this dream of being whole. Of not going to sleep each night, wanting. But still, sometimes, when the wind is warm or the crickets sing, I dream of a love that even time will lie down and be still for. I just want someone to love me. I want to be seen. I don’t know…maybe I had my happiness. I don’t want to believe it, but, there is no man, Gilly. Only that moon.”