Here’s to the forgotten ones, The lonely hearts, Those who feel like they’re nobody’s first choice, Who feel like outsiders all day long, Misfits who can’t seem to relate, The fragmented puzzle pieces, The ones who silently observe wishing someone cared, The weirdos, The not so popular anti conformists with loud opinions and bigger hearts, The ones who stick out like sore thumbs, The broken but thriving, Those who aren’t ever given as much as they give, The non in

art - kindranikolephotography Shadow priestess, Walking that space where liminality weaves, Lighting candles from the pain in your knees, You have bent, you have crawled, you have run the gauntlet... And in so doing set fire ablaze from every graze, Follow me, let me lead, I’ve been that way, I know that need. When your heart is broken in places, I shift between all Witch faces. Priestess golden, shining, bleeding, poking the shadow in you too, That becomes a space unfet

art - Natalia Drepina "You're a shadow priestess, you already know it speaks to the poison already in them and not you..." - Molly Roberts What does it mean to walk the path of a Dark Goddess, when the vibration of your soul, deep in your bones, infused within your very blood, calls out, screams for authenticity, and in so doing births a Shadow priestess? The calling aches and births us from pain, with pain, and for pain, embodying the wounded healer and receiving Chiron's ke

Scales in the void, the eternal ellipsis of rebirth; vilified, demonized and feared. Lidless eyes peer into the depths of our souls and we, as humans, flinch at the ‘otherness.’ In times long past the sand and earth parted as the side-winding symbol of deeply connective Goddess energy imparted wisdom to those willing to learn, and the snake symbolized fertility, healing, sexual liberation, and rebirth. But as a culture of sexual repression and shame rose up in the dregs of h