By kjp

Five Rules to Interacting with Faeries

The first is be aware that names have power, give yourself a nickname or give no name at all

The second is do not accept anything edible from a faery, to eat from the land of fae is to lock yourself from the land of mortals

The third is regarding information. If a faery gives you information, do not thank them. You may say you appreciate their assistance, but thanking is tantamount to admitting a debt owed

The fourth is about accepting gifts. Be very cautious when doing so, many gifts will have unforeseen side effects. If a gift is offered, accept it, but if you do not trust the one who offered it do not hesitate to destroy it. Salt water is always a good cleanser

The fifth is how to speak without offense. Most fae are very old, this means propriety is very important. Grudges can be held for centuries when you live a millenia. If you do not wish to do something the way you refuse is critical. Be polite, anything less may land you in hot water

Spell to Encourage Plant Growth

For use on herbs, houseplants, gardens, etc. 

First, charge up some sun water - I used the lovely crystal goblet you see pictured above, but feel free to use any vessel you like, as long as sunlight can shine into it.

Once the water has been charged and you are ready, dip your hand into the water and sprinkle it over the intended target three times, saying as you do,

with one sprinkle being for each of these lines. Do the same for each plant/pot/plot/what have you.

Be aware that some plants, such as African violets, do not appreciate having water dripped on their leaves. For these, I suggest aiming for the soil or even for the item in which they are planted.

Repeat as needed. 

For extra stubborn plants, you may wish to directly water them with the sun water, pouring three times, using the same words.

May all your plants grow swiftly and strong.

~Hazel

Crow Bone Hex

Crow Bone Hex

“A pentagram of nightshade berries, deadly as the vipers sting. ~The Visions they will conjure bring the spirits from the dark,

A saucer full of milk as pure as the moon, an unseelie offering. ~That tempts the greed of kindly ones so that they soon embark.

A dish of black ink, the abyss in night’s mournful eye, ~That seers call to wonder in the depths of wight’s fateful cry,

A length of twine to describe a circle for spirits to reside. ~That sigil traced to seal the pact of malefic alibi.

Six corvus bones set like a compass, to the four quarters called . ~The victim named, the spirit bound, the offering received at large,

Three black steel pins to bind it, ‘do your bidding after all. ~The spirit departs to deliver it’s venēficia to the stated charge.”

A raven’s feather to sign it, a pact of harm as sure as night. The witches blood to seal the deed that burns as pure as light.

he once lived in harmony and is now a part of the forest, he sings.

Mazovia, Poland by joanna_w

A very pretty specimen! He’s rather peculiar with his spots, it seems.

Art Prints by lvcernarivm

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Adelaide

👻 Spooky season is upon us! 👻

🌿Hedge strider🌿

Out of the woods and into the city to see my beloved one ♡

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