She sat in her cave. Her cave was actually a room she had painted deep indigo and filled with fairy lights, books and a fluffy rug. It was also the smallest room in the house, so the most cave-like in it’s ability to hug you. There she sat, burning white sage, a Tissane of sageContinue reading “Sage and The Moon”
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The moth and the moon
Once upon time a soul knew she needed a shift. Others spoke to her of a flame that was violet that could burn away anything from body, mind or soul. All you had to do was invoke it, they said. She considered this. She knew fire to be incredibly powerful. The stuff of dragon spiritsContinue reading “The moth and the moon”