*Wipes dirt from my skin and miasma from my soul*
Beloved,
It’s time to reawaken. It’s time to reconnect. It’s time to drench myself in my desire and let my hunger sing me to freedom.
My desire is a magnet and my compass. Feeding my desires and satiating my hungers brings me in fuller alignment with my highest self and in better position to move in my purpose.
After a 10 year journey of healing, struggling, and finding my way in the dark after a substantial trauma that ripped me away from my deepest self, I am re emerging, born fresh and hungry, and reorienting myself and my life in alignment with the things I want the most. I am reconnecting to the more ecstatic elements of my witchcraft practice, and growing closer to my nature as primordial and as a being of Faerie. I have been practicing witchcraft for 23 years, but the last 10 years has been a lot of internal, personal alchemy and I’m finally ready to open my practice back up now that I have healed some major wounds and restablished my sense of self, my boundaries, my desires, my goals, and my broader connection to the Worlds.
I am a being of many things. I am gentle and kind. I am loving and compassionate. I am angry and vengeful. I am petty and cold. I am ravenous and insatiable. I am intimately acquainted with scarcity and lack, so I know the medicine of indulgence and excess. I am poison in the way that I can be both healing and harmful. I can be both uninhibited intoxication and sober clarity. I am wild and I am reserved. I know danger and safety and can embody them both. I am peaceful, not in the way that many people are harmless, but in the way that I know I am capable of immense harm but choose not to act in that way unless truly necessary. I see no value in doing needless harm, and prefer to move in love, to be generative, connected, community minded, and compassionate. I know both calm and rage. I am beautiful and vain, and yet I can be fearful and unaware of my worth. Aesthetics and appearance matter to me, and yet I know the moments and contexts in which they are meaningless. My magic is born out of alignment with myself and my spirits, fits of passion fuel it to grow.
I am not quite sure what this blog will become, but I imagine it will be a combination of images and posts that inspire me, some reflections or journey experiences, thoughts and words that inspire me, especially as I read some books on ecstatic craft and trance possessory work. I may develop a tag list as this project evolves. This is an adult blog for an adult audience. Expect spirit work, ecstatic Witchery, trance and possessory experiences, journey work, altered states, sex, vampirism, faerie nonsense. I may sometimes frame my posts as love letters to myself, my craft, or my spirits. This blog is for me. I walk a wild, crooked path that I don’t expect many will align or resonate with. I speak in riddles and breathe poetry. I have made peace with the all the above and I expect, if you wish to be here with me, that you make peace with it too.
Yours in Desire and Passion,
V 🌹✨

















