A Former House

December 11, 2015

Santiago Caruso “Spectral House”

We had no mirrors in that house because
There were no faces there for mirroring.
We were the last of an incestuous line
Who raised the dead by looking at each other
In table tops and spoons, a family
In love with its own ghosts and origins,
Homeless at home with nowhere just next door.

Robert Nye

endurance and provision

December 11, 2015

Magical Ring_AngelaJayneBarnett

This is the time of Spiritual Paths.

The Earth tides are turning and it is time to reach out to friends and family, the lonely, and the needy. This is the month of death and renewal. Spells should be aimed at endurance and provision.

The Full Moon after Yule is considered the most powerful of the whole year.

This ritual is a light festival, with as many candles as possible on or near the altar in welcome of the Sun Child.


Give him a suprise Xmas morning


Sea Salt: purification and cleansing
Sage: sacred purification herb, used to banish negative energies, and consecrate magical tools and spaces
Black Pepper: banishing negativity, warding off evil, and protection
Thyme: invigorates the user and inspires them to move on to new things- good for getting over losses
Rosemary: cleansing, purifying, and matters of the heart
Chamomile: money and luck, reversing hexes, and representing masculine energy
Bay Leaves: psychic powers and divination, success, money, and granting wishes
Basil: domestic harmony, home protection, purifying, and warding off negative influences
Parsley: divination, and psychic advancement, protection
Cinnamon: high levels of spirituality and psychic ability, lust and love
Cloves: drive away negativity, cleansing, and bringing prosperity
Ginger: adds strength to any working, and draws new experiences
Oregano: joy, strength, vitality, and energy
Peppermint: cleansing, peaceful sleep, bringing change, abundance, and wishes
Spearmint: healing, sleep protection, wishes, and vitality
Vanilla Bean: love, lust, passion, and restoring energy
Poppy Seeds: pleasure, heightened awareness, luck, and relief from insomnia
Cayenne Pepper: dealing with separation, speeds the effect of magical workings
Orange Peel: love, divination, money, luck, and emotional peace
Paprika: adds an extra boost to any magical working


towards orgasm

December 11, 2015


Many lovers are ‘off to the races:’ Hurtling towards orgasm, they miss the excitement of sensual meanderings along the way.

Alexandra Katehakis
Mirror of Intimacy: Daily Reflections on Emotional and Erotic Intelligence


December 11, 2015


Unlike fantasy magic, real magic is not completely effortless; but, on the other hand, it is completely attainable.

Judika Illes
Pure Magic: A Complete Course in Spellcasting


Santa’s Coming very soon…

December 11, 2015


Saturday toys

nothing inside…

December 11, 2015


Lucy was calling for her from the patio again, and without another word, she turned away from the man and hurried back to the porch stairs. She almost slipped when she got to the top, but she didn’t find Lucy there waiting for her. Instead, there was just the empty darkness of the kitchen beyond the open door.

She stopped at the doorway. Her hands rested on either side of the frame.

Inside, it felt cold.

She knew that feeling.

“Abby?” she called inside. “Lucy?”

At first, nothing and no one responded. And then, she heard someone on the stairs.

She stepped forward, but her body couldn’t seem to follow her foot. She just stood there awkwardly in the doorway of her own house.

Behind her, thunder chuckled.

Where were they?

The enormity of the house seemed to open up in front of her. Six bedrooms, five bathrooms, a study, three different porches, two dens and a living room. She didn’t bother even considering the dining room at the north end of the house, and omitted the downstairs study as well. They might be in the rest of the house, but those rooms were locked tight.

Her bedroom.

Her eyes cut toward the stairs at the corner of the kitchen just in time to see the flicker of candlelight receding up its steps.

Don’t go up there, she wanted to say. She wanted to shout it. But her voice was locked inside her throat.

She didn’t pause long enough to wonder if she’d imagined it or not. Her body had unfrozen, and the bells on her ankle bracelet jingled faintly as she ran across the kitchen and up the stairs.

“Abby!” she shouted, jumping the last stair on to the second floor.

At the end of the hall, her old bedroom door sat wide open.
She should’ve locked it.

Like an open mouth, the room at the end of the hall gasped. Inside of it, she couldn’t see anything. There was only darkness. While lightning flickered in the windows of the other rooms, there was nothing inside that one.

Just darkness.

Her stomach sank down to her knees, making it hard to walk. But she had to. Her sisters were in there, and in there meant they were in danger.

With a curse to herself, she started forward. Instead of feeling her bare feet on the wooden floor, it felt like she had her combat boots on again. That was the last time she’d felt this afraid…Combat and sand and blood and battle.

“What the hell are you doing?” Lucy’s voice snapped between the walls, sharp and annoyed. And coming from behind her.

Nora spun and found Lucy standing at the bottom of the stairs.

When she looked again, the bedroom door was shut.

She staggered backward and almost tripped at the top of the stairs. She caught herself, but just barely. Her hands shook as she clung to the railing, her eyes never leaving the closed door of that bedroom at the end of the hall.

“Nora!” Lucy said again. She took a step up the stairs, but then stopped. She couldn’t leave Abby. She’d barely managed to get her to the couch in the living room. But, when she looked at Nora’s blanched face – so white that it seemed to glow in the darkness of the house – she felt a painful twist in her gut.

How long had it been since she’d seen that look?

Not long enough.

A. Kenley
The Crestview Witches