The Crone’s Door )O(


The crone’s door is open Night and Day The crone’s heart is open All the way Oak tree legs and mossy hair Fat soft arms that hug with care She dances deep within the night She sings and conjures till the light Silver charms upon her weeping tree Roots and tinctures all for thee The …

Embrace The Witch


Embrace the Witch She is real and warm Truth Her pots bubble before dawn Simple She is intimate in charming ways Bewitching/enchanting/sensual She has ripened beneath sun, wind, clouds Wise She cares for tender things Compassionate She croons the rampant babes; she holds the frail hands of the dying Vigilant She binds, bends, splits, weaves, …

Soul Mate Summoning


Before anything else, let me acknowledge this day. Thirty years ago today, I fell in love with Poppa, and Poppa fell in love with me, we are true soul mates. This posting is given in honor of our sacred journey together. No matter who we are, at some point in our lives, most of us …

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. …