Midnight Brew


Tap down and gather together    all ye merry crafters   Gather the herbs and vines and hang them from the rafters Kick a boot cheerily and sway thou wicked hips Grab the wisest merry-man and kiss him on the lips Ring the bell and call the cat then spark thy candle bright Sip a witchy midnight brew on this winters night.

The Witch In Every Woman


“There is a little witch is every woman” No truer words were ever spoken. We are all daughters of the moon, born of fire, water, earth, air, and spirit.  We are sister witches one and all.  A woman is magickal by her natural design. We are intuitive, courageous, powerful beings.  We are the seductive temptresses, the givers of life, the healers, […]

On Being A Witch


Words are capricious little sprites. When I say to another soul, “I am a witch” there are any number of impressions one might embrace depending upon your background, your present and past realities, your geographic location, and, your personal emotional response to the word “witch” based on your educational exposure and perhaps your religious teachings. […]