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@lavenderteaandsigils
just tried casting my first ever spell (a protection spell)
i put salt and rosemary inside the candle holder, wrote my intention on the paper sheet and tried making a sigil out of it’s corner, then placed the candle over it and burned the sigil.
i’m not sure i’ve done everything the right way, but i think intention and energy is what matters the most.
Looks like a good spell! Don't worry about doing things "right", just study and practice and find what works best for you!
Question, fellow witches--
If a tarot spread has you lay a card down horizontally, how do you determine whether the card is reversed?
Magical Charging Station
I am the type of person who frequently forgets to do things at certain times, or at least at times when I actually have the time and energy to do them. This includes charging things. So I present my "plug it in and leave it" magical charging station.
It consists simply of a circle of white paper with words specifying intent. On one side, I use my selenite tower to charge and cleanse the circle itself, drawing clean energy, positivity, and power into it and filtering old energy, negativity, and baggage out through the selenite tower. I have a spell written around the edges of the circle to bind collected energy within it.
On the other side, I charge spell bottles, crystals, and other such items with the collected clean energy, positivity, and power and cleanse them of old energy, negativity, and baggage, once again trapping that within the circle to be cleansed on the other side.
Essentially what I've got here is a magic "battery" that I can "plug things into" and leave them. It doesn't work for everything--my beloved dragon's blood stone objected strongly to being placed in the circle, so perhaps things with stronger personalities don't like it, but it's done well to recharge my spell bottles and other crystals.
Irish people; The faeries aren’t real
Irish people; No fucking way will I go in that faerie ring
#look#you don’t go in a fairy ring and you don’t fuck with a stone in the middle of a field#these are just facts#nobody does it#fairies will fuck you up#Ireland#folklore#fairies (Via @false-dawn)
Look, I don’t believe in God, but I will not disrespect the Good Gentlemen of the Hills. That’s just common sense.
Between this and the Icelanders with their elves I do not understand what is going on above the 50th parallel.
My general rule of thumb: you don’t have to believe in everything, but don’t fuck with it, just in case.
^^^ that part
This is truer than true. Especially the Irish part.
Let me tell you what I know about this after living here for nearly thirty years.
This is a modern European country, the home of hot net startups, of Internet giants and (in some places, some very few places) the fastest broadband on Earth. People here live in this century, HARD.
Yet they get nervous about walking up that one hill close to their home after dark, because, you know… stuff happens there.
I know this because Peter and I live next to One Of Those Hills. There are people in our locality who wouldn’t go up our tiny country road on a dark night for love or money. What they make of us being so close to it for so long without harm coming to us, I have no idea. For all I know, it’s ascribed to us being writers (i.e. sort of bards) or mad folk (also in some kind of positive relationship with the Dangerous Side: don’t forget that the root word of “silly”, which used to be English for “crazy”, is the Old English _saelig_, “holy”…) or otherwise somehow weirdly exempt.
And you know what? I’m never going to ask. Because one does not discuss such things. Lest people from outside get the wrong idea about us, about normal modern Irish people living in normal modern Ireland.
You hear about this in whispers, though, in the pub, late at night, when all the tourists have gone to bed or gone away and no one but the locals are around. That hill. That curve in the road. That cold feeling you get in that one place. There is a deep understanding that there is something here older than us, that doesn’t care about us particularly, that (when we obtrude on it) is as willing to kick us in the slats as to let us pass by unmolested.
So you greet the magpies, singly or otherwise. You let stones in the middle of fields be. You apologize to the hawthorn bush when you’re pruning it. If you see something peculiar that cannot be otherwise explained, you are polite to it and pass onward about your business without further comment. And you don’t go on about it afterwards. Because it’s… unwise. Not that you personally know any examples of people who’ve screwed it up, of course. But you don’t meddle, and you learn when to look the other way, not to see, not to hear. Some things have just been here (for various values of “here” and various values of “been”) a lot longer than you have, and will be here still after you’re gone. That’s the way of it. When you hear the story about the idiots who for a prank chainsawed the centuries-old fairy tree a couple of counties over, you say – if asked by a neighbor – exactly what they’re probably thinking: “Poor fuckers. They’re doomed.” And if asked by anybody else you shake your head and say something anodyne about Kids These Days. (While thinking DOOMED all over again, because there are some particularly self-destructive ways to increase entropy.)
Meanwhile, in Iceland: the county council that carelessly knocked a known elf rock off a hillside when repairing a road has had to go dig the rock up from where it got buried during construction, because that road has had the most impossible damn stuff happen to it since that you ever heard of. Doubtless some nice person (maybe they’ll send out for the Priest of Thor or some such) will come along and do a little propitiatory sacrifice of some kind to the alfar, belatedly begging their pardon for the inconvenience.
They’re building the alfar a new temple, too.
Atlantic islands. Faerie: we haz it.
The Southwest is like this in some ways. You don’t go traveling along the highways at night with an empty car seat. Because an empty car seat is an invitation. You stick your luggage, your laptop bag, whatever you got in that seat. Else something best left undiscussed and unnamed (because to discuss it by name is to go ‘AY WE’RE TALKING BOUT YA WE’RE HERE AND ALSO IGNORANT OF WHAT YOU’RE CAPABLE OF’ at the top of your damn lungs at them) will jump in to the car, after which you’re gonna have a bad time.
If you’re out in the woods, you keep constant, consistent count of your party and make sure you know everyone well enough that you can ID them by face alone, lest something imitating a person get at you. They like to insert themselves in the party and just observe before they strike. It’s a game to them. In general you don’t fuck with the weird, you ignore the lights in the sky (no, this isn’t a god damn night vale reference, yes I’m serious) and the woods, you lock up at night and you don’t answer the door for love or money. Whatever or whoever’s knocking ain’t your buddy.
^ So much good advice in this post right here
I live in the south and… you just… don’t go into the woods or fields at night.
Don’t go near big trees in the night
If you live on a farm, don’t look outside the windows at night
I have broken all these rules.
I’ve seen some shit.
If it sounds like your mom, but you didn’t realize your mom is home…. it’s not your mom. Promise.
One walked onto the porch once. Wasn’t fun. But they’re not super keen on guns. Typically bolt when they see one.
You think it’s the neighbor kids.
It’s not the neighbor kids.
Might sound like coyotes but you never really /see/ the coyotes but then wow that one cow was reaaaaaally fucked up this morning. The next night when you hear another one screaming you just turn the tv up a little more. Maybe fire a gun in the air but you don’t go after it. If it is coyotes then it’s probably a pack and you seriously don’t want to fuck with that and if it’s the other thing you seriously REALLY don’t want to fuck with that.
So in the south, especially near the mountains, you just go straight from your car to inside your house, draw your curtains and watch tv.
If you see lights in the fields just fucking leave it alone.
Eyes forward. Don’t be fucking stupid. Mind your own business. Call your neighbors and tell them to bring the cats in. There’s coyotes out. Some of them know. Most of them don’t.
Other than that everything’s a ghost and they died in the civil war. Literally all of everything else is just the civil war. We used to smell old perfume and pipe tobacco in the weeks leading up to the battle anniversaries.
Shit’s wild and I sound fucking crazy but I swear to god it’s true.
Every time this post comes around, it’s my favorite to open up the notes and read the stories. Probably shouldn’t have since I’m sleeping alone tonight, but you know, it’s fine. 😂
Austrian girl here who has lived in Ireland for 5+ years. This shit is LEGIT. I’ve seen it with my own two Catholic eyes.
Sure, visit during the day. That’s alright as long as you’re respectful. But you couldn’t PAY ME ENOUGH to go there at night. These are also the last places where you wanna start littering.
I grew up in southwest Pennsylvania which is a weird mixture of American cultures and environments. I was in the heavily forested mountains (northern Appalachia) but had lots and lots of corn fields and cow pastures. Like the Smoky Mountains and fields of Kansas combined. And being so cut off from a lot of the world, we had our fair share of ghost stories.
We had ‘witches’ in the mountains (more like ghost-women who will snatch you up by making you wander in a daze around the forest like the Blair Witch before killing you or letting you back out into society but you’re… different). Or devils in springs or abandoned wells (don’t look too long into one or something will follow you).
But we also had the cornfield demons. I’ve witnessed this many times. You’ll be in the passenger seat looking out the window and see red glowing eyes in the cornfield. No light shining in that direction. Just two red dots a few inches apart faintly glowing in a pitch black cornfield. They’re not the glow of deer eyes in the headlights. More like the embers of a dying fire. Sometimes, as you drive away, you’ll look out the back window or side mirror and you can see the eyes have moved to the edge of the corn field, still watching you. If you bring it up with the driver, they’ll call you paranoid, but grip the wheel a bit tighter and driver a little faster.
I was walking to a friend’s house one night. It was about 20 minutes down a dirt road with forest on one side and a cornfield on the other. I’ve walked past it many times and wasn’t really concerned. My main worry was coming across a skunk or porcupine. I didn’t have a flashlight because the moonlight was bright enough and I knew the walk really well. Then I saw the eyes. I immediately averted mine (because for some reason that’s how to not annoy it) but they kept wandering back. They were still there, watching. I heard rustling and saw the eyes come closer and I took off running. I got to my friends without a scratch, but I was terrified. I mentioned it to my friend and that’s when I found out it was A Thing. Her parents agreed and shared their stories. I brought it up more and almost everyone knew what I was talking about. It was a phenomenon a lot of folks around town experienced but never mentioned. To this day, I don’t linger around poorly light cornfields at night.
@thedevilinthealchemy and I are very old friends. I used to live in the same town as her, in Southern California. One night, a few years ago, we were celebrating the end of finals and the start of winter break, and we just hanging out in her car, killing ourselves with late night Taco Bell. Well, we decide we don’t want to go home just yet, so we start driving. We drive up a canyon, near her place. Now, we both had made this trip many, many times, in daylight and dark. A local tourist trap is in that canyon, and there’s a shortcut to a college campus that goes through that canyon. It was a normal winter night in SoCal.
Well, about halfway through I start to get scared. For no reason. Within the span of two heartbeats I grew so terrified that my palms were shaking and my mouth was dry and for some reason I couldn’t take my eyes off the wood to the driver’s side.
“Turn around.” I say, quickly.
“Dude, already on it.” Kama said, doing a quick three point turn. I look in the mirror as she’s pealing away and see the creature. It was vaguely humanoid, and hairless, with elongated limbs and pitch black eyes, on all four limbs, loping after us. Now, if you’re in the know, you might be thinking “hey that’s like the creatures from Until Dawn, I call bullshit on this.” Well, Until Dawn was four years away, and it wasn’t even in development yet, so shush.
I rip my eyes away from it and hold on tight as she drives. Then, at the same time, both of us get this instinct and we speak.
“Don’t look in the backseat.” Needless to say, neither of us did. She drove damn near 90 on a dark canyon until we saw the lights of her complex at the mouth of it.
I haven’t gone back in there since, and that canyon got shut down about a year ago due to a landslide and it hasn’t opened back up. I’m a history major, and research always has been my first love, so I go digging. I visit the local history society, talk about my tale. Turns out the whole valley used to belong to a people called the Tativam. One day, after the Spanish arrived, they vanished. Without a trace. We have a graveyard of theirs that we know of. One of my professors was trying to stop the houses that were being built on it. Spoiler alert: he didn’t, and the houses are hella haunted, and nobody wants to live there.
Personally I do think the creature is a wendigo. That chain of mountains is park of unbroken chain that leads right up the Serra Nevadas and Donner Pass.
THE Donner Pass.
You do the math.
@carolinemb88
I’m from Northern California myself, state capitol, and while we don’t have much by way of critters (sure, we’ve got Bigfoot up in the redwoods, but those guys are mostly harmless).
Most of what we’ve got is due to the Gold Rush, and not just the hauntings (though there are plenty of those, a great many of them are theatre ghosts, most of whom are harmless, though some are very particular). What we’ve got by way of Things were brought along on the trail from the Old Country to the East Coast and then along thousands of miles of wagon trail.
We’ve got our fair share of phantom hitchhikers and women in white, but mostly what we’ve got are the Things That Survived The Flood. There was a flood in the early 1860s, one that caused the state capitol to actually be relocated for a while, and when it was over and the floodwaters receded, there was enough sediment left behind that what had been the second floor of buildings was now the ground floor.
There are a handful of places in Old Town that you Do Not Go after dark (despite being safe during the day). When I worked in Old Town, giving comedic history tours, we started from and returned to a restaurant that had a club downstairs (in what had been the ground floor before The Flood) and there was a storeroom down there that got locked at sunset and no one questioned it, but the door to that storeroom was pretty much right next to the portable shed we changed clothes in, and I know, more than once, I heard knocking and scratching and one of my very last tours I got a facefull of wet-plant rot smell (not quite mildew, but not stinky like rotting meat gets) so bad I couldn’t breathe. It’s one of the reasons I stopped doing the tours, really, because I was starting to get the feeling I was being singled out, and I didn’t want to find out what by.
When I was like 17, I lived in the woods on the northwest coast of canada. One day, I decided to go for a walk in a part of the woods I had never been to before. Because sometimes I see weird things out there, I made sure to bring my grandma’s dog with me, just running free and off-leash. These are wild woods, too, not parkland, so the only clear areas are deer trails. I stuck along to those because, you know, I don’t want to get lost, and about an hour in I hear this strange whistling. Just a short call- One long, sharp whistle followed quickly by a short, piping one. Now, I’m in a good mood and I figure it must be some new kind of bird, so I whistle back: long call, short call. It whistles again. I’m amused, so I whistle again. Long call, short call, and then just to be fun, I throw in a little trill at the end. It whistles back. It whistles back the exact same pattern. Now, normally that would freak me out, but I was in a REALLY good mood. A really weirdly good mood. So, I whistled again. And when it whistled back to me, I giggled. I… Don’t giggle. Not alone in the woods over basically nothing. The whistle came again, and there was a rustle in the distance. Seeing a shady outcrop, I ran to hide, feeling like I was playing hide-and-seek with someone. It whistled, I whistled back. Another rustle. Closer. I suddenly realized I hadn’t seen the dog in a while. I looked around, and saw him a few feet away, staring point-blank and totally still into the forest. The whistle came again, closer this time, and suddenly my weirdly bubbly feeling was gone. Instant fear. I got the dog’s attention and we absolutely booked it out of there, all the way back to the eight-foot-high gate that marked the start of the wild land. I locked it behind me, and we never went back. I never really had any idea what was whistling with me in the forest. Maybe some kind of mimic bird that had escaped home, or a squatter hiding out there sewhere messing with this kid and their dog. I only just remembered that when I was a kid, we learned about the Tsonoqua woman. The Tsonoqua woman is supposed to be an old woman who lives in the woods. She carries a basket on her back and has long, tangled hair. When children wander away from camp, it is said that she snatches them up in her basket and steals them away forever. But because she has bad sight, she uses her keen ears to hunt, and calls out with a birdlike whistle.
I have lived in southern California for a lifetime. There are things here that even I don’t understand. Things I can’t describe. If you ever take any advice from my blog, please, please, remember this.
Coyotes don’t hunt in packs.
To any witches that need it, this right here is your permission to wear your pointy hat, cloak, and any other witch garb out in public. Not just for Halloween, not just for October, just any time that you feel like doing so. Keep on witchin'. :)
The REAL Ouija Rules
Now that it’s October (or halfway through it…ahem) I wanna remind y’all of the REAL Ouija board rules.
1. Ouija boards are a game. It’s a board game. They sell it in Target. It says 8+ on it for a reason.
2. Don’t play if you don’t feel safe to play, because there are mean spirits who will probably be mean to you if you do.
3. Don’t play alone, not because it’s dangerous, but because you probably don’t have enough energy on your own. (Or you could try using a coin instead of the planchette!)
4. Be nice and the spirits will probably be nice back.
5. Don’t take your fingers off the planchette. Not because you’ll be possessed, but because it’s kind of rude. Like if someone’s trying to talk to you and you just walk away.
6. If you think somebody’s pushing the planchette (a living person that is) tell everyone to only put two fingers on it. That way it’d be really obvious.
7. If the spirits are being mean or annoying, you have the right to end the game then and there. Maybe give ‘em a warning first. I’m all for giving people second chances.
8. Homemade ouija boards work as well as store-bought, so you don’t have to spend money on it if you don’t want to.
9. The worst thing that can happen to you is either you get nothing or the spirit starts saying mean things. That’s it.
10. But be safe and have fun, cause there are a lot of nice ones too!
For any other ouija stuff check out @theouijagirl
Magical Powder Recipes
A collection of some of my original magical powder recipes -
All-Purpose Cursing Powder
Bree's Banishing Powder
Clean House Powder
Come Hither Powder
Dead Man's Dust
Dream Dust
“Eye of Sauron” Revelation Powder
Get Thee Hence Powder
Ghost-Be-Gone Powder
Heal Thy Heart Powder
Hexbreaker Powder
Inspiration Salt
Lucky Day Powder
“Outta My Way” Powder
Peacekeeper Powder
Persuasion Powder
STFU Powder
Traveler’s Luck Powder
Truthfinder Powder
Addendum: The masterlists of oil recipes that I have made available -
Baneful Blends
Buffs and Blessings
Glamour Edition
Protection and Warding
For those of you who may not be able to find supplies and components locally, here are some online suppliers who consistently have affordable and high-quality products.
Penn Herb Co. - Bulk herbs, spices, and botanicals - including over 400 wildcrafted herbs, gathered from the United States and worldwide. Single ounce packages are available. Excellent source for powders.
Starwest Botanicals - Bulk herbs, spices, oils, and teas. Good amount of organic and Fair Trade products, as well as supplies for holistic medicine and tea-making.
Mountain Rose Herbs - Bulk herbs, spices, and sundries. Also carries organic products and essential oils, and has link to schools that offer courses in herbalism and herbology.
Bulk Apothecary - Bulk herbs, spices, and oils, in addition to materials for the home production of soap, candles, wine, and beer.
Specialty Bottle - Bottles, jars, and tins in many sizes at very reasonable bulk rates.
For more recipes to fill out your potion kit, you can check out Pestlework: A Book of Magical Powders & Oils. (Available on Amazon and in my shop!)
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Sewing with magic!
Im going to share some ideas ive had to use some magic while you sew!
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Enchant your tools or fabrics! I whisper to my needles and dedicate them to my gods!
Sew sigils! Either where they cant be seen or where they can! if you're in the broom closet, you can sew runes into the inside of whatever you're sewing! I've used a separate piece of fabric, sewn sigils on it, and stuffed it into plushes!
Choose colors intentionally! trying to make something to help with self love? make it pink! trying to make something to help with protection? black! Something to attract love? red! this goes for threds too!!
Use specific materials for magical meaning! Cotton? luck, healing, or protection! Silk? purity, transformation, wealth, and protection! and so on!
Witch’s stitch! Finish every project with one stitch made with pure intention! or tie a not with pure intention!
Charge your items before using them! Use whatever you want! clensing and charging is a great way to make things with intention!
Use specific stuff for stuffing! Ill use corn for abundance mostly, but it can also be used for fertility and the cycle of life! you can also microwave it and its a heating pack! and doesnt deciticrate like rice does so lasts longer! but you can use whatever you want really, even putting herbs in with other stuffings!
Create wearable spells! Use sigils and runes to make your clothes protected or to help with other things! Maybe sew an abundance or luck rune into your wallet if you can or sew protection runes into your clothes!
Cleanse your tools regularly to remove old energies! Simple as that! You dont want the old energy sticking around longer than it should!
Set up a “working cloth”! Have a fabric to put under your sewing projects while you sew to keep the place sacred!
Spell idea: Efficiency spell on nearby construction site so they can stop making a racket as soon as humanly possible.
Some demons you fight.
Some demons you have picnics with.
Some demons you summon to help you open those stubborn pickle jars.
It's about discernment.
What a witchy hot take you have?
I've made posts about it on here before but I think "intent is everything" as a concept got completely bastardized to the point of being toxic. Like yes, doing things with intention is important, but people take "intent is everything" to mean "as long as I'm intending to do something, literally nothing else matters about what I'm doing"
It's kinda like cooking, I can "intend" to bake a cake but no amount of intent is going to make it so I can replace all the sugar with salt. You can absolutely deviate from a recipe but you need to understand the foundational principles of the recipe if you're looking to produce similar results.
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2025 Witches' Calendar
January 13 ● Full Moon in Cancer (Wolf Moon) January 29 ● New Moon in Aquarius February 2 ● Imbolc February 12 ● Full Moon in Leo (Snow Moon) February 27 ● New Moon in Pisces March 14 ● Full Moon in Virgo (Worm Moon) March 15-April 7 ● Mercury Retrograde March 20 ● Ostara March 29 ● New Moon in Aries April 12 ● Full Moon in Libra (Pink Moon) April 27 ● New Moon in Taurus May 1 ● Beltane May 12 ● Full Moon in Scorpio (Flower Moon) May 26 ● New Moon in Gemini June 11 ● Full Moon in Sagittarius (Strawberry Moon) June 20 ● Litha June 25 ● New Moon in Cancer July 10 ● Full Moon in Capricorn (Buck Moon) July 18-August 11 ● Mercury Retrograde July 24 ● New Moon in Leo August 1 ● Lammas August 9 ● Full Moon in Aquarius (Corn Moon) August 23 ● New Moon in Leo September 7 ● Full Moon in Pisces (Harvest Moon) September 21 ● New Moon in Virgo September 22 ● Mabon October 6 ● Full Moon in Aries (Hunter's Moon) October 21 ● New Moon in Libra October 31 ● Samhain November 5 ● Full Moon in Taurus (Beaver Moon) November 9-November 29 ● Mercury in Retrograde November 20 ● New Moon in Scorpio December 4 ● Full Moon in Gemini (Cold Moon) December 19 ● New Moon in Sagittarius December 21 ● Yule
Discworld: Wyrd Sisters Director: Jean Flynn | Studio: Cosgrove Hall | UK, 1997
It genuinely upsets me that there are people who call this animation and voice acting bad, there’s so much heart and soul on display in just this clip alone
At first glance: ‘lol this is going to be one of those hilariously cheap animations’
30 seconds in: ‘…Oh my god this is fantastic’
“WHO DARES TO INVOKE WXRTHLTL-JWLPKLZ?” “Where were you when the vowels were bein’ handed out, behind the door??”
"When you work spells, how do you deliver them to their target? What techniques and methods do you employ to make sure they can get to where they need to go?"
What part of the spell would this be? The sealing it?
I'd wager somewhere beforehand, during the "programming" phase, or while you direct/teach/instruct the energy to do what it is you want it to do.
Banishing spell for rude customer:
>Charged red peppers >Charged candle >Some olive oil to stick the peppers to the candle (ventilation concerns already taken care of) >Used napkin cleared from customer's table (perhaps more likely, little notecard filled with every bit of identifying info you can manage) At some point you combine all of these things. Try starting your targeting at the very beginning. Ofc I don't know how you work, but like:
"These red peppers are to burn Craig, *reading from notecard* the customer who comes into [Sandwich Shop] every weekday at 12:45. *Visualizing his stupid smarmy face and feeling all your disgust*. This man I see in my mind's eye is who I target. This feeling of disgust is the road that leads to the man I banish.
"Just as I bind the peppers to the candle, so do I bind the spell to Craig. Just as Craig inevitably orders a turkey on rye, so does this spell inevitably chase him from the doorstep of [Sandwich Shop]."
(Or maybe you've got a really excellent taglock like the napkin. Well I'd still say do all of the above; I really focus on targeting, I think it works well! But then if you had the napkin, maybe:)
"As I rub this napkin on the oil-free candle I have yet to anoint with peppers, the spell sniffs his scent like a bloodhound; as his gross fucking mouth touched this napkin so will his mouth burn with the disgust I feel towards him, and his mouth and hands will burn when he thinks of [Sandwich Shop], and he will never return." Regardless of what you have for targeting, whether it be information or a nice taglock (you can be creative also - sweeping up their footprint dust, or sticking up some dust on a piece of tape; capturing their shadow in a mirror, printing off their linkedin profile, etc.), I find the following tricks to also help:
Place any taglock, including a notecard of information, nearby the spell as possible. Of course we couldn't put the napkin on the candle, so just place it underneath the candleholder, or incorporate it in any way possible (drawing a sigil on the napkin, etc).
Deploying the spell as close as possible to the target's physical location. In many situations it is reasonably impossible to leave a spell vessel near to someone. But I would not fuck with any witch who finds Craig's car in his work parking lot across the street and tapes a sigil underneath the tailpipe, or leaves a broken stick with a string tied around it near the entrance to his office.
(Imagine anon if we only did this work during the spell sealing. "Now that I've created a totally generic banishing spell, by the way, this all goes to Craig, that guy I hate. Here is when he comes into the shop:." It has far less zing, although it can be done.)
Went to a witch store for the first time in a few months. Saw crystals labeled "dragon's blood". Thought the name was cool and picked one up to look at it.
It immediately went "hi, you will not put me down again." It's been like forty minutes and it's still in my hand. Never connected to a crystal that strongly in my life.
So. Went back to the witch shop. Decided to try out their little capsule machine full of tiny crystal hearts. Opened up the capsule, asked the lady what it was.
Dragon's Blood. Out of every crystal in that machine, dozens of them, I got another Dragon's Blood.
Apparently I really need some Dragon's Blood.
types of spells and ideas for methods of casting [long post]
Attracting
fill a small jar with honey and add a written statement of intent to the jar - seal and set the jar in direct sunlight to manifest your intent
stir your morning coffee or tea in a clockwise motion while focusing on the intent of what energies you wish to attract for the day
fill a jar with herbs and crystals that represent what you want to attract and add a statement of intent
charge a crystal and wear on your person to attract certain energies
create a sigil and either draw it on yourself or on paper and keep in your pocket
create a talisman, charge it, and wear it to attract various energies
Banishing
take an item that represents what you wish to banish and: throw it in the trash, flush it down the toilet, burn it, bury it, drown it
burn the item and sweep the ashes out the back door or bury them
carve the name of what you want to banish into a black candle and let it burn down completely - bonus points if the candle is anointed with herbs or a binding oil
transmute negative energy into a stone (preferably a black stone like onyx) and throw it over the fence in your backyard (or whichever direction is south in reference to your home)
stir your morning coffee or tea in a counter-clockwise motion while focusing on the intent of what energies you wish to banish for the day
using incense that is associated with banishing negative energy, walk around your space in a counter-clockwise motion with the lit incense in your hand
Binding & Sealing
wrap a string around a poppet or other representation of the target or item you wish to bind
put the poppet or other representation in a plastic bag filled with water and freeze it
place the item in a black box and seal it - store in a dark place or bury the box in your backyard
write the item you want to bind on paper and seal with wax - keep safe until the bond is broken
perform a tie-breaking spell
Blessing & Consecrating
anoint an object with holy or blessed water/oil
use spring water to bless objects
place the object in a dry bath of herbs or flowers that are known for blessing
pass the object through incense smoke that is associated with blessing
use a censer to consecrate a place or a room
Cleansing
leave the item in the path of direct moon, sun, or starlight
place in a dry bath or herbs or flowers that are associated with cleansing
place the item in a bowl of sea salt
pass the item through incense smoke that is associated with cleansing
pass the item through running water
anoint the item with a cleansing oil or charged water
bury the item in soil for 3 days so it may be “reborn” when unearthed
place a cleansing crystal on top of or next to the item
hang a wind chime outside of your home to negate negative energies before they have the chance to enter your home
physically clean and freshen your space - dust, mop, open the windows and let some fresh air inside (you can view this as an "out with the old and in with the new" situation)
Cursing
fill a poppet with baneful herbs and crystals, seal it, and store in a black box
add baneful herbs and crystals to a jar with a piece of paper that states the target’s name or a description of them and seal it
create a poppet or other representation of the target and destroy it (commonly by burning)
utilize martian or saturnian energy for baneful magic
stab the poppet with pins and needles
curse an item and "gift" it to the target
Dreams & Sleep
fill a sachet with herbs associated with restful sleep and peaceful dreams and hang above your bed
place the sachet under your pillow
wash your bedsheets and sleep clothes with a few drops of lavender or chamomile essential oil
alternately, choose fabric softener that is lavender scented to wash your sheets or sleep clothes with
create a sigil for peaceful dreams or dream recall, charge under the light of the moon, and place it under your pillow before you go to sleep
utilize lunar or neptunian energy in dreamwork
mugwort, peppermint, or valerian root tea before bed for vivid, lucid dreams
chamomile tea before bed for restful sleep
lemon verbena (vervain) tea before bed for dreamless sleep
when bathing at night, create a sachet that matches your intent and place in the bath or shower
Glamours
utilize energy from venus and pluto for beauty and transformation but also neptune for illusions, mysticism, and confusion
anoint the containers of beauty and hair products with venus (beauty) or pluto (transformation/metamorphosis) water/oils/herbs
leave the item you wish to cast a glamour on under the full moon
charge a talisman with the effect you wish to have on others and wear when you go out for the day
add pluto water/oils/herbs and moon water to a bath for a full body glamour (write your intent with bath crayons on the tub or shower wall for an extra boost)
create an energetic shield over yourself in which the outside mirrors what you want others to perceive of you
Goal & Wish Manifestation
write your intent on a bay leaf and burn it
turn your intent into a sigil and store it in a jar filled with herbs or other items that represent said intent
place a written description of your goal or wish in the center of a crystal grid using stones that are associated with manifestation and power
place a coin in moon water while focusing on your wish or goal (leave container under direct moonlight overnight so that it may charge)
light a candle whose color matches your intent and while focusing on your goal or wish, blow out the candle
add a catalyst to your spell
use energy from mars (power) or jupiter (luck)
Personal Power & Effects
create or enchant a talisman that represents your intent, charge it, and wear it on your person
add herbs that are associated with personal power to a ritual bath
create a potion from herbs associated with power and drink in the morning for a boost during the day (think caffeine)
use a catalyst in the aforementioned activities
utilize whichever planetary/cosmic energy you see fit
Warding
sprinkle a mixture of protective herbs around the perimeter of your home while walking clockwise
leave protective crystals at each corner of your space
hang a protective amulet above the door to your space; wear a protective amulet for personal protection
create a protective witch bottle and bury near your front door
plant herbs or flowers that are associated with protection outside at each corner of your home
draw a protective sigil or symbol on the outside of your front and back door with saturn or protective water/oils
hang witch balls or a witch’s ladder near your front door
create an energetic shield and place over yourself, your loved ones, or your entire home
Wealth, Prosperity, & Luck
craft a money bowl and place it at the farthest left point away from the entrance of your home
involve mercury or jupiter in your spellwork (luck, money)
anoint candles with mercurial or jovian oils and/or herbs and burn on wednesdays or thursdays (ruled by mercury and jupiter)
use prosperity/luck runes or craft sigils to carve into candles
on the first of the month, you can do the following: say "rabbit rabbit" for good luck all month and let that be the first thing you say when you wake up; blow powdered cinnamon into your front door from the outside or place a cinnamon stick above your front door for prosperity
craft a crystal grid using prosperity/lucky crystals - where you place it is up to you
Please be wary: - of putting essential oils directly on the skin or on items that your skin may come in contact with - of leaving crystals in prolonged sunlight (might fade) or exposed to liquid (might dissolve, might become toxic when dissolved) - of blowing cinnamon into a home or using incense that has pets, or humans with respiratory issues - ingesting/burning/touching herbs/plants/etc. that you are not familiar with (could be toxic, could affect the efficacy of your prescribed medications, could be harmful for pets or other members of your household)
compiled from my personal grimoire & based on my personal associations & research
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