I find myself in a perfect content happiness when i plant something. Im getting things ready for the winter and i am also getting some bulbs planted. I know it is a bit late in the season to be planting bulbs, i think it will be just fine. Feels so good to be planting the seeds for the future. This makes the process sound so grand and imperative, but it is a tangible way to connect to the future. Yes there is always the chance that the bulbs I am planting now may not sprout in the spring, but t
I am opening myself up to the world again. I have, for so long, closed myself off to places, people, and things. Yet by doing this I have ended up feeling so secluded and alone. I am hating this feeling. I know I am missing so much. I want to take things on. Find the magic in the world around me again. Find more magical people in my life. I need to fall in love with things again. Romanticizes as much of my life as i possibly gain.Who wants to join me?
The papayrus collection at the University library in Oslo is not available to most people and many are not likely aware of its existance. My fascination with Egypt started at an early age, and especially my interest in Egyptian magic.
Here is a few magical papyrus that might be of interest:
Amulet - An amulet, containing a binding spell, using magical words and tokens to invoke various powers, among which Christ the Lord, to protect the house with all its inhabitants. Protection is ask
In Norwegian Trolldom "fanden" is often conjured for various things and an old favorite of mine is this spell from a 1700s Svartebok:
Walk a Thursday morning at 12 to the north church door about 9 steps before it and away from the door draw this circle witch a long stick.
This circle is made In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit that here stands before you. Then walk those 9 steps backwards in the name of the devil from the circle to the door and turn
Translation of "trolldomsformel" - trolldom is basically the name of Norwegian witchcraft, and a formel means formula. It is casting a spell.
In this blog I will share some trolldom spells, mostly ones that I have tried at one point of my life or ones that I remember or like for some reason.
I want to start with one that I was asked to cast a lot, especially by my oldest friend who had problems with nosebleeds. I used to do it all the time at school in the 80s and 90s.
This is a
Also from my IG:
A twig called a "heksekost" (or "marekost", sometimes also "huldrekost") translated to witch's broom (mare's broom - The Hulder is a Norwegian mythical creature).
- Huldra - a seductive forest creature with a cow's tail, hidden under a long skirt or dress -
The fungus Taphrina Betulina cause the broom looking twigs and they have a long tradition in Norwegian witchcraft. The broom was hung over the bed or in the barn to protect people and animals
Belonged to one of the many "witches" of Norway.
According to tradition, the witch had hidden the skeins under her skirt before she was burned at the stake, which would not catch fire.
In the end, those responsible for the execution understood something was wrong and wanted to investigate her.
Then she threw the skeins far, far away, while casting a hex, trolldom as we call it -
For as long as the skeins were left undiscovered, bad years were to fall upon the village, says a var
I've had dreams a while back about fairies telling me I needed to get back on track with my life and that's very much happening with me now. I went through a chronic depression where I refused to take medication and was increasingly immobilised, but now I'm on treatment again I'm capable of taking more action in my life to get things done and I'm really busy. That's all fine and it's what's supposed to be happening. I think for that reason I haven't been interacting with the fairies that much. T
Last night I was dreaming of a lot of things, I was exhausted and having a deep sleep so it was all messy and confusing in the dreams, and not very memorable. But there was one part where there was a woman incarnation of Elvis Presley. And for some reason there was a discussion in the dream of the reasons of proof for why she was a legitimate Elvis incarnation and it had to do with numerology.
In the dream I knew that Presley’s “lucky number” was 4, and it was the same for this woman. I was
I was running through a complex or office building with a companion, they were running ahead of me. We were running towards some destination where we had a task to complete, perhaps some work task. It was a normal dream situation, of an extended story that makes no sense at all. My companion in the dream was not even particularly important and I can't remember anything about them except that they were there. I think we worked together in the dream situation. They were not a fairy, just a figment
When I first joined this forum and introduced myself some members expressed interest in hearing about my magic with dreams. I don't know whether it is that interesting but it has become mostly what I do with my witchcraft so I might as well share thoughts about it. Rather than just creating a lot of topics all over the place I decided to create a blog here. I have my own diary that I write a lot of detail about my dreams but I don't want to post all of that here, I'm planning to post just highli
Once I found out the Viking might be leaving, I knew I would have to find someone new to carry the charm. Naturally, this stressed me out. However, it being solstice weekend, and with things going all too well on other fronts (such as my love life, which turned out to be a handful of mashed up dead leaves aka faerie gold 😕), I whispered my need to the spirit of the store and knew it would be taken care of. (The masks are great for things like this, ya know?)
For the sake of privacy, we'l
I've recently started learning about oracle cards and currently I am trying to bond with my Clair De Lune Lenormand oracle deck. Right now to familiarize myself with these cards I've only been doing two card readings. This post is about the very small session I did for myself yesterday in regards to my current relationship with my boyfriend whom I live with.
The first question I asked was for the cards to define my current relationship with my boyfriend.
For this I drew the heart and the whip.
So I have 2 dried mango seeds. One day I had a hunger for mango, this is a craving I have never had. I dont hate mango, I have just never thought "damn i could really go for a mango right now." But i digress. After i ate them i was left with the strong urge to save them. Something told me to save them and one day i will need them. I have been trying to find info on the magical uses for it, but no real luck. Its a seed so it is clearly a symbol of new life, new beginnings. They traditionally co
There was no beginning to this path I'm walking. No moment when I decided "I want to be a witch". It just... kind of happened. You see, when I was still a child I had these visions, sudden glimpses to the future. I didn't think much of it, since I thought everyone saw them. Later on I of course learned that that was not the case. I wish that I could learn to use this ability, but I've never been able to consciously reach that stage of mind. I just... kind of accidentally drift into it when I'm s
The craft I adhere is of christian origin, takes a lot from jewish and gnosticism traditions. This doesn't mean that you can't take it and apply to your tradition.
This bread is so good to offer a sacrifice to the spirit of the nature, the ancestors and the God(s) in one ritual. Ingredients:
1 cup of flour (you can mix white, whole and add to tase dark, rye or other flour)
1\3 cup of water
a pinch of ritual salt (I use the same I keep on the altar for purifications)
a pinch of yeast (acti
Winter is an excellent time for reflection, and I found myself reading past blogs. The one titled "Wings" particularly brought back some memories - memories of why I left my hometown, the forces that propelled me to leave, and forces that still haunt me if I let them. So much has changed, and for the better. I'm not undamaged by my last few years in my hometown, but I suppose the damage was necessary to move on to something better. I no longer feel dread each day, or like every move is a strug
Today in the morning I received a distressing tarot reading about what November 2018 has in store for me, the user used a Alice in Wonderland tarot deck the image I've provided is from this Alice in Wonderland deck: “1. WHAT IS THE MAGIC IN YOUR LFE RIGHT NOW? – 5 of Pentacles – in this card we see Alice and the Fawn in “the wood where things have no names.” This is a place where no one knows who they are and nothing knows what it is. Things have no names, no concept of selves, no memories, n
Yesterday I lost my best friend. He was funny, amazing and brought me so much joy. He was the King of dogs. The house feels empty and quiet without him. My comfort is that he knew he was loved, he wanted for nothing and lived longer than most of his breed. Goodbye big fella, thank you for being my friend.
Lately I have been receiving more and more impressions from spirits, and I think I have to set up one more altar dedicated exclusively to familiar spirits. The altar I have now is the classical altar described in occidental grimoires. It is a general one, where I connect with the so-called planetary spirits, Angels and other spirits who govern our world.
Together with the new altar I have to provide a whole set of new robes and tools.
It will require quite some work but I have this strong feel
Here in the north of The Netherlands I am a bit isolated. I could use some help for rituals and it would be so good to help a meeting in a park or other place, share food and drink in a ritual, telling each other what we are working on and exchange spells, amulets, energy, and help each other. I realize that we all come from different experiences, different traditions, different ways to work with witchcraft. What would be really nice is just to get in touch, meet, talk, share food and drinks a