Tag: magic

The 30th of April is Walpurgis Night where witches have met on the Brocken mountain to dance and celebrate for more than a thousand years, it is also Beltane, and the 1st of May is Walpurgis Day as well as Bonfire Night where fires are lit and danced around. So if you had trouble sleeping during that night, woke up for no reason, or found yourself drawn to look out the window or seek out lights… maybe some other world is calling for its people.

moami:

if you find bones in the forest, sit a bit and listen. they are old and have some good stories to tell. maybe they’ll teach you a spell or two, or explain where the water on our planet came from.

if you find bones by the ocean, run. don’t look back. run, faster, faster. the sea may love you but there are nights where she knows neither mercy nor science, and the bones warn you only once.

I accidentally deleted my own post so I hereby reblog it back to my blog. Proceed. Nothing to see here, especially not the bones that appeared in my flat corridor after the deletion and now have begun growing larger.

Bake bread, brew some tea, borrow kindness that you return, and bring some sweets to an old tree where ancestors of others rest. it knows when you are coming. it does not know when you will leave. but it knows, as certain as water will rise up its veins and sun will warm its crown, that you will keep going.

the moon is wild tonight.

if you take a walk in the forest tonight, please leave the vaguely human shape with blood all over their body alone. they’re old and strong and their ritual is important to keep the earth warm and trees rising. walk past, do not blink, and the birds will visit you in the morning.

if you sit alone tonight, please watch the stars as well. they may be small and weak as the lanterns by your house but light is light is light and they hold immense power. so nod at them and the fireflies will visit you in summer.

if you work magic tonight, please let it out of a window and into the icy night air. there may be wrath or mourning in your spells and I do not know if you scream because you were left by someone, because you never got something you went to war for, because you shiver from all the terrifying change gripping you. speak it out loud, make the dark listen, and the cats will follow your every way.

the moon is wild tonight, just like us.