between smoke & starlight

29 ✨ she/her 🏳️‍🌈 exploring magic, femininity, and the beauty of becoming 🌙

[signedthemoon]

— isa b. this survival hasn't been soft

[thichnhathanhgems]

[gothredy]

[minimalistquotes]

Not all storms come to disrupt your life, some come to clear your path.

-Paulo Coelho

[sacredselfrising]

a message to her

with a final sob,

I tilt her chin up.

such a pretty face,

and soul that has fought so hard.

“it’s over now, you’ve done so well.”

head in my lap, hands clutching my skirt.

a life time of sadness,

releasing all at once.

“I’ll protect you now,

undo everything they have done.”

[perfectquote]

“Accept the fact that you will grow apart from people you’ve had significant relationships with. Understand when someone no longer positively affects your life. Let them go. Don’t hinder your growth.”

— Lyjeeria

[thesoularchivesposts]

The ancestors do not speak only through visions. Sometimes they speak through lessons repeated until we finally understand them. 🪘

[gothredy]

[hopecorediva]

reminder to breathe

[deviika]

Fyodor Dostoyevsky // Alanis Morissette

[bewitched-moonlight]

"Pursue the things you love doing, and then do them so well that people can't take their eyes off you. Seek patience and passion in equal amounts. Patience alone will not build the temple. Passion alone will destroy its walls. To live a life of meaning is to balance the things that spark joy with the discipline to bring them into the world."

— Maya Angelou

[sacredselfrising]

the temple reclaimed

"your body is your temple,"

was a foreign concept to me.

not something to be charished,

but told how it should be.

a prisoner beneath the skin,

squeezing into the mold.

don't dare to be different,

and never appear old.

shed the clothing,

that wasn't meant to fit.

caress each peak, dip, and mound,

make peace in which you inhabit.

worship the body,

as it was meant to be.

ancient beauty long forgotten,

with Lada and Aphrodite.

may your light shine bright,

banishing the shadow.

be grateful to the Devine,

for the design they chose to bestow.

[sacredselfrising]

This is not a death of an old self, but a homecoming to who you’ve always been.

[gothredy]

[new-wiccan24]

[sacredselfrising]

the cavern

through the cave, past the stones,

descend to the river below.

water glows, shining truth,

deeper you must go.

the end is a mystery,

it's secrets remain unknown.

legends say the cave reveals,

the maiden, mother, or crone.

three paths a head, which to choose,

only one chance to get it right.

close your eyes, deep breath in,

be guided by the light.

crystals pulse from the cavern walls,

illuminating the way.

radiant hues dance deeper,

mimicking the fae.

yew sprouts up, side by side,

growing in unison.

twist and turns from their waltz,

the labyrinth invites you in.

a breath of wind rustles the leaves,

slient sylphs play at the feet.

with each step, ego sheds,

and the goddess you finally meet.

with a tingle between the brows,

the center grows silent and still.

warm light surrounds, a figure appears,

exactly as you will.