REAWAKENING OUR MAGIC
We are called by the Moon, Our Cycles mimic that of the Earth in its journey around the Sun. We honor our Transitions and Transformations, and Witness each other in Ceremony. Our magic is of acorn becoming oak, of starlight and prayers given to water or seeds left in bobcat tracks, of blood and bone, plant and stone...
Forest Womxn, Wild Witch
The Way of the Wild Witch is for witches old and witches new, womxn called and womxn remembering. It is an exploration of a deeper, older, darker, wilder magic rooted in the Wilds and the role of Witch as Mediator, Edge-Liver and Hedge-Rider, and Protectress of the Wildwood, of the Earth. This Path + Offerings is based in and will explore primal myth + folk magic, ancestral + traditional European witchcraft, Northern Traditions Shamanism, Celtic Spirituality, and others. We are not afraid of Blood & Bones or the dark of the New Moon, we Tenders of the Witches' Plants, we Keepers of Familiars, we who Dance with Spirits.
Though the majority of our inspiration and study revolves around European Traditional Witchcraft & Shamanic Practices, we are not exclusive to this nor are we closed to those who come from other traditions. The Way of the Wild Witch is for anyone of any path who resonates with our work, regardless of race/ethnicity/lineage/tradition/personal practice/sexual preference/gender identity, etc.
We have a few Mystery School courses currently in the works, as well as a virtual and local Coven~ We also provide ceremony facilitation, official ordination for events such as Handfastings and baby Namings, and lead circle and ritual.
I knew, like a snow goose knows the way home, who I was.
What I was. I was wild, I was fierce, I was magic. I was Witch-kin...
More and more of us are hearing the calling. Remembering an older, wilder way. We are the ones who have always found ourselves on the outskirts, in the hedgerow, living and moving through life in the liminal places, the in-between. We are world-crossers, walking through life with one foot in this world and one in the spirit world. We were soul-called, and when we fell down, down into the Underworld, and we let ourselves be devoured and torn assunder and re-born in fire, we became Witch.
We are the ones who whisper to plants, and know their ways-- of curing, of poisoning, of life and death, of magic and medicine. We are the ones who see spirits in the corners of our eyes, or hear voices brushing against our ear, telling us things to come. We are the ones who look into the depths of our tea cups or at the movement of birds in the sky and have a Kenning. We are the ones who like the Hedgerow, mediate between the wild and the tamed, the natural world and the human world. We are Witch.
We are the ones who place crystals in the sunlight and dance with our sisters on the Hill under a Full Harvest Moon. We are the ones who ride the drum-horse up and down the World Tree, who go Sitting Out to receive messages from the Land, who tend to spirit and body and mind and the Wild. We are the ones who hang rowan crosses above our doors and burn blackberry and mugwort and dance our prayers. We are the ones who came from the ones before, in a land and time before. We are Witch.
COME LEARN THE MYSTERIES...
Mystery of Blood & Bone
Of Mountain River
Of Gold Veins Buried in the Stone
Mystery of Badger Den
Of Winter's Cold
Of Flowers in the Valley Glen
Mystery of Seed & Womb
Of Mating Rites
Of Final Rest Within the Tomb
Mystery of Spinning Nettle
Of Story Told
Of When to Roam & When to Settle
Mystery of Sitting Out
Of Soul Flight
Of Calling Rain to End the Drought
Mystery of Mother Bear
Of Mending Wounds
Of Braiding Wild Windswept Hair
Mystery of Earth & Sky
Of Returning to
Of Creating With the Earthen Dye
Mystery of Fire, Water
Of Reflection Deep
Of What You're Leaving for Your Daughter