witchcraft
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Every year, about this time, the unnerving drive to start a homestead hits. I crave being outside and with animals and planting things (even though I have a black thumb). I don’t know if its the nature aspect or if its the self sufficiency craving. Maybe its both. Maybe its Mayb………. Nevermind I don’t wanna…
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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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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,…
