forest witches in the winter… ❆ ❅
they’re singing to the evergreens
scrying with small pieces of snow or ice. holding small bits in their hand. they watch the shape it forms while it turns to water.
thanking the moon for never ever leaving the sky for too long
you may find them touching the stems of perennials, knowing that—like a phoenix—the leaves will grow, and will rise again when spring returns. they wish the plants luck on their journey back to life.
wearing coats, layers upon layers, to go on a walk when it’s lightly snowing. they can feel the peace in the air.
when it’s really windy, you might see one take a bit of dried leaves from under the snow, set an intention of something they want to release, then watch the leaves dance, carried in the wind.
or, watching the snow from a window.
they might be reading this. if so, i have to remind them—have no shame about resting, because we know how natural it is to hibernate. humans, among many animals, sleep more and spend more time resting and staying warm indoors. this is a cycle of the year.
know—the green will come again.
~~some methods to try to stay in touch with nature in the winter~~
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