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Was dealing with some heavy feelings about some things going on, and instead of letting the frustration just snowball, I did what any witch with a rich spirit life would do.
I took a shower and talked to my Spirit guides about it and told them exactly everything that's been going on and why it's been so upsetting.
By the end, I felt much better about things and I felt that I was no longer dealing with difficulties alone. 🙂↕️🫶🏾
- The Norse gods at some point probably
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I’ve heard the theory that Persephone actually went down to the underworld during the summer and as someone who lives in a Mediterranean climate I’m inclined to believe that because right now it’s summer and everything is indeed dead
I think the idea that winter is when everything dies must’ve been invented by someone that’s never tried to grow food in a place where it doesn’t rain for half of the year.
Also get this. In Greece olive harvest season is in the winter and wheat harvest is in the spring.
If Persephone is the goddess of spring it’s because that’s when she’s preparing to take all the rain away with her. When you view her departure to the underworld as the coming of summer then that really I think makes both her and Demeter more terrifying. They will scorch the earth and steal the rain away.
The long and thirsty summer will bake you alive if you’re not careful.
I love in a Mediterranean environment too and it Never made sense to me that she leaves in the winter. Winter is nice. Winter is gentle. Winter is when we can grow and plant and spend time outside enjoying ourselves.
Summer on the other hand. Summer is a time of death. Summer is when things die and we all hide. Summer is when you plan more carefully for food. Summer is when crops must be watched so they don't burn. Summer is when you carry more water with you and are careful of how long you are out so you dont burn. Summer is when all things turn tan or brown unless you have the money to preserve it.
No summer is the time of death and autumn is the time of renewal.
But was that true for the area 3000 years ago? She’s been around at least that long
Yes it was
You are not the daughter of the witches they couldn't burn you are a white woman with a rock collection and wicca was invented in the 1950s
I have a little spiritual woowoo to me so I Am familiar with some freaky neopagan/new age/etc stuff & every time I'd be like "hmm I'm getting a weird vibe from all the bioessentialist gender fertility stuff, what's up with that?" & I'd look it up & it's like "the founder made all of this up based on appropriating other cultures he didn't understand as well as fabricating historical documents, to make as many women have sex with him as possible" & I say Oh ok. And this is like really easily accessible information but people are still being grifted into buying penis candles for their fake ancient rituals
🌙 How To Build An Altar That Feels Like Home
When I built my first altar, it looked like a sad thrift store shelf, mismatched candles, half-melted incense sticks, a chipped mug standing in for a chalice. I was so desperate for it to look witchy, like the glossy photos in books. But it didn’t feel like mine. It felt like a stranger’s stage.
It took me years, and many messy, candle-wax-soaked attempts, to realize: your altar isn’t an Instagram post. It’s a heartbeat. It’s your magic’s nest. It should feel like home, because it is one.
Here’s how I’ve learned to build an altar that breathes with you, one that feels like warm floors, familiar shadows, and the exact right hush of your spirit.
🕯️ 1. Know What An Altar Really Is
Strip away the fancy words: an altar is just a sacred spot. It’s where you gather your power and your gratitude in one place.
It can be as humble as a windowsill or as grand as a dedicated room. A shelf, a table, a box, all that matters is intention.
Think of it as a tiny crossroads: your body, your spirit, and your magic meet there. The rest is just trimmings.
🌿 2. Start With What Calls You
Forget the shopping list that says you must have a pentacle, a wand, a chalice, this and that.
Ask: what do you reach for when you feel witchiest? A candle that smells like your grandmother’s kitchen? A stone you found at the river? A jar of salt?
Your altar is not a museum. It’s a nest of meaning. Let it be ugly at first. Let it be real.
🔮 3. Give It a Heartbeat
I always tell baby witches: your altar’s alive if it changes with you.
Maybe you set it up on the floor for a spell, then move it to a shelf when you get a cat who loves knocking things over. Maybe you swap the flowers every season. Maybe you leave offerings that rot a little, because magic is not sterile.
Mine has bits of charred candle wicks, a cracked seashell, and a scrap of cloth from my mother’s apron. I clean it, but I don’t bleach it of history.
🗝️ 4. Make It a Conversation
An altar is not a monologue. You don’t just speak at it. You speak with it.
When you light a candle, linger. When you place a new object, ask it, “What do you bring here?” Listen. Maybe you rearrange things when they feel stale. Maybe you sleep with a stone under your pillow before giving it a spot on your altar, so it knows your dreams.
This is the bit the books forget to tell you: your altar listens back.
🌙 5. Protect It, But Don’t Police It
It’s good to cleanse your altar, blow off dust, pass smoke over it, ring a bell if it feels heavy.
But don’t let perfectionism be your deity. I once wasted hours agonizing over where to put a feather. It’s a feather, Nyra. Spirits don’t care if it’s center-left or right.
Your hands are sacred. Trust them.
🕸️ A Few Simple Ideas To Try
Place something that represents each element, but only if it feels real to you. A rock, a candle, a cup of water, a pinch of salt.
Add one thing that smells good. Scent ties your spirit to memory.
Leave an offering to your guides or ancestors, even if it’s just a whisper of thanks.
Keep a tiny cloth or broom nearby to sweep off old energy when needed.
🌒 A Final Whisper
Your altar is not a shrine to aesthetics, it’s a mirror for your spirit.
Build it slow. Let it shift. Let it hold your tears, your giggles, your burnt matches and hopeful wishes.
One day you’ll sit at that sacred little corner, a mug of tea in hand, and think: This is mine. And it will hum back: Yes. And I am yours.
— Nyra
Don’t get me wrong, workings with a lot of set up and ingredients are great, but I gotta say there’s something about the simple spells that just hit different. Like moments where it’s just your intentions, or just sticking a birthday candle down and letting it burn. They’ve always had better results for me and I love that. When witches say you don’t gotta be fancy to get shit done, they mean it. If you wanna bring something in your life, will it so, it’ll be yours so long as intention’s behind it.
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Maybe its the Witch in me, but a little part of me always wants it to be Raining
In the witchcraft community we talk about witch's ladders a lot but y'all are seriously sleeping on the potential paper chains have. Yes the ones you made in Kindergarten.
For example, I just did a protection spell for myself and my community by making a paper chain from recycled local newspaper and some light sigilwork on each loop. You could do all sorts of workings with paper chains by changing the material, using color correspondences, sigils, etc.
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