I call to thee Spirits of the Northern realm Where the deep roots dwell Tendrils of Magick yearning Fathomless and ancient That hallowed crucible From w...

Sensing the Shadow Silver Birch The Silver Birch Priestess speaks to us, telling us that “I am the First word, the breath of life, the beginning. The door to...

“This forest is old. Very old. Full of memories…and anger. The trees are speaking to each other.” – Legolas The Two Towers Working witchcraft with the magick...

“I stood in the Grove In a circle of Birch The wind was my Choir The forest my Church The tears came freely I fell to my knees Knowing I’d found The M...