witch
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So to preface this, I don’t live in a “small town” now. I grew up in one. I now live outside of a big town. It would be the perfect location for a homestead, but not so much in support of a coven. So on top of all the terrible judgment of small town religious…
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Some days my home feels like an extension of my brain — messy, scattered, and overwhelming. When the laundry is piling up, dishes are threatening to stage a revolt, and my altar is buried under yesterday’s mail, practicing witchcraft can feel impossible. But here’s the thing: your practice doesn’t have to stop just because your…
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t’s that time of year—the Autumn Harvest has finally arrived!My day has been spent chasing a naked toddler and battling piles of dishes. Honestly, I didn’t think I’d even have time to light a candle today. For the past few days, I’ve been flipping through my spell books, searching for different Mabon rituals, and two…
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Welcome back to another chaotic blog.I am so exhausted I can’t see straight. So, I quit my job at the bar and have been mostly stay-at-home-momming. I’m still working for my dad part-time while running the Etsy shop, maintaining this blog, and working on my other side business. Let me tell you what — the…
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Life becomes a special kind chaos when both parents in the house work full time and you’ve only got a small handful of family members to help out. The mornings start out faster than a a flash flood – packing lunches, driving to three different schools, finding a sitter before work, and still trying to…
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To be honest—and maybe a little horribly negative—there isn’t a lot of peace in the violence. The world never stops spinning. The kids never stop going. The laundry never stops piling up. What matters, though, is how you handle all of that. If you only focus on the negative, it will absolutely eat you alive.…
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Lets just paint a picture really quick. I’m working until 2:30/3:00 AM. Waking up at 7AM with my kid, and I’m just trying to enjoy a cup of sugar (aka my coffee which is more like a milkshake but ya know). I see projectiles flying at me from behind a couch. To my utter surprise,…
