#spring withcraft

[moonlightacademy]

Magick for Spring Time

❁ Do a ‘spring cleaning’ by cleaning and cleansing your whole house.  

❁ Do a ritual to welcome spring. 

❁ Begin devoting your time to learning, reading, and writing about your craft.  

❁ Use divination to determine your goals and outcomes for the year. 

❁ Start your seeds inside.

❁ Spoil your houseplants by watering them, fertilizing them, and talking to             them. Add crystals to their pots. 

❁ Spend time outside noticing signs of springs return. 

❁ Change your altar to correspond with spring. 

❁ Collect rain water from spring showers.

❁ Collect flower blossoms to dry and press for your spells and grimoire.

❁ Collect spring stream water.

❁ Meditate in the greening grass.

❁ De-clutter your home to bring forth fresh, new energies.

❁ Plant wild flowers for the bees.

I meant to post this sooner but life seems to have gotten in the way. 

May the moon light your path! Moonlight Academy

[missingmunin]

Spring Witchcraft

Some witchy things to do as it’s getting warmer. Feel free to add more!

🌿 Use divination to predict your year and set goals. I think scrying is best for this time of year, but any way you prefer works!

🌸 Talk and sing to your plants

🌿 Spend time outside without headphones

🌸 Do a ritual to welcome spring

🌿 Pray to Persephone, Aphrodite and Idunn

🌸 Learn new crafts

🌿 Collect rain water

🌸 Change your altar with new colours and things you relate to spring

🌿 Meditate and practice outside

🌸 Hang bird feeders, and plant flowers to help bees

🌿 Focus in cleansing and grounding, make sure you take care of yourself!

🌸 Celebrate Ostara and Beltane

🌿 Create talismans and sigils

[witchyfinds]

Banana bread to celebrate Spring/ Ostara 🌻🐰🐣🌸

[herenyathehopeful-blog]

Spring Altar

Did some major spring cleaning and that involved cleaning at tidying my altar and changing out the altar cloth to welcome in spring.

[mirandamakesmagic]

My sweet little garden. Ft my Ostara later in a cup! My cup has a layer of soil, red rose buds, and lavender. Then a dry egg shell tea light with a moss agate, moonstone, and clear quartz on top. Cheers!

[witch-b0i]

Sudden warm days before it's "spring" is honestly the most magickal feeling ever, especially if it's windy, because you can feel the sun everywhere and there are birds chirping and you can here the song of a wind chime in the distance. Ugh I love spring so much. Like that chilly warmth. I just can't even.

[betsys-cottage]

Spring equinox oil! I decided to make my own mix of oils for ostara and came up with this blend. Sunflower petals Jasmine petals Lavender flower With almond oil Lavender oil Roman chamomile Geranium Rosemary Peppermint Mixed it all together in a roller ball and blessed it for the coming equinox.

[witchtips]

❄️️ Imbolc 🌷

(pronounced ee-molc, also called Candlemas)

What Is Imbolc? ❄️️➡️️🌷

Imbolc is celebrated roughly when winter begins to turn to spring. Traditionally it also marked the successful survival of the harsh winter months and the beginning of the agricultural season. The returning sun is welcomed and the Celtic goddess Brigid is honored.

Traditional Lore/Activities 🕯️

Each candle within a household should be lit, if only for a moment, to honor the sun’s return.

If there is still snow on the ground one should draw an image of the sun in it.

Foods Associated with Imbolc 🥐

Sour cream and other dairy dishes.

Spicy foods.

Spiced wine.

Raisins.

Foods containing peppers, onions, leeks, shallots, garlic, and chives.

Modern Activities 🎨

Cooking/Baking

Lamb Stew - from @liberumbrarum

Sour Cream and Honey Cake - from @liberumbrarum

Imbolc Ritual Cake - from @phynxrizng

Milk Tea for Imbolc - from @queerkitchenwitch

Bread and Butter Pudding - from @althara

Imbolc Desserts - from @phynxrizng

Self Care

Imbolc Bath - from @magickmomma16

Crafts

Candle making.

Weave traditional Brigid’s Crosses.

Plan what herbs/flowers you want to grow during the upcoming spring and summer.

Burn your Yule greens to help winter on its way.

Colors and Altar Decor 🌸

White

Pink

Red

Yellow

Amethyst

Bloodstone

Garnet

Ruby

Onyx

Turquoise

Green Candles

Brigid’s Crosses

Potted Bulbs

An Anvil or Hammer

Poetry

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[vagrantblvrd]

My friends told me the True Sign(TM) of being an Actual Adult(TM) is buying a new couch?

Which, fair.

I mean, everything else to get you there home-wise - rent/whatever are a different matter altogether because ugh, contract shit? (Reading?! Thought I was done with that BS when I fininshed school.)

But actual furnishings and the whatnot like kitchen gadgets and other bits and bobs count too because after a while you go from “Aw, that’s cute!” to “Okay, yes, but does Do The Thing and not break after the first five, ten, fifteen times?” to “Oh, God it’s ugly but functional? Also more cost effective, yes, okay,”

Also, though.

Mattress.

I mean, I’ve been an Adult for a fair amount of time, but I’m the type who will run things into the ground before I replace them?

Not being hard on them kind of way, just, “What’s that? A metal spring poking up to stab me in the back? I mean, it’s not near anything suuuper vital, I can let this go another couple of months before I have to worry about getting a tetanus booster, it’s fine.”

And then it wasn’t fine anymore and now I have a new mattress?

One of those new-fangled memory foam dealies they send you through the mail (well, okay, UPS this time around) and such. Unwrap it and pray to whatever higher being you hold dear as it poofs up like those old sitcoms where some idiot pulls the string on an inflatable raft and everything is disaster?

(Only slower, and less comical although there is a :O withcraft!!1! component to it too.)

I’m like.

First New Mattress(TM) and it’s ~incredible in that my internal organs are safe from being punctured while I sleep (by the mattress, at least) and my spine and hips are like “but where did all the pain go?” - at least when I’m on the mattress.

I don’t even know where I was going with this, but, like.

Yes.

[girls-scenarios]

Red Equinox. Pt1.

Idols: Red velvet.

Prompt: All was well for the red velvet coven. The spring equinox was approaching and the girls were preparing. However an unexpected visitor returns and shakes their world upside down. Will they be able to protect themselves and each other? Will they make it out alive?

Writer: Admin Kitty.

A/N: I’m really happy with this so far. I’ve tried to mix realistic withcraft with the witchcraft people know in stories with like actual physical magic. I really hope you enjoy and please let me know what you think.

Warnings: A couple of swear words and talks of death.

1//2//3//4//5

“Okay. Honey cake for Seulgi, done. Lavender lemonade for Yeri, done. Lemon and violet tarts for Wendy, done. So just mine and Joy’s left and then I need to perform my rituals.” Irene was running around her small kitchen frantically. The spring equinox was a couple of days away and she needed to be ready. Being a kitchen witch meant her job for this festival was to provide blessed food for the celebration.

“Why do I have to lead this coven? Oh that’s right, because I’m the sensible one.” She huffed, celebrations stressed Irene out. There was always so much to prepare. The others were also preparing but she needed everything to be perfect in order for the final ritual to work.

“Joy. Can you come to the kitchen please?” Irene shouted through the tall building.

“Coming!” Joy shouted in reply. Joy’s heavy feet could be heard all throughout the house as she ran to the kitchen.

“How can I help?” Joy asked, leaning her elbows on Irene's flour covered island counter. Her black sheer top had a line of flour as she leaned down.

“Okay the equinox is in a few days, I need to lay down some rules.” she said sternly to Joy. Joy was about to open her mouth before she was interrupted.

“No mortals are allowed to come. No human sacrifices are allowed to be held. You are allowed to bring human blood but that's it! Also no cursing Yeri.” Irene moved about her kitchen whilst laying down rules. Joy moaned.

“Cursing Yeri has become my own tradition!” Joy pouted.

“It is the spring equinox! This is supposed to be a celebration of new life and a celebration of happy relationships, not for you to annoy Yeri. I know you’re a dark witch and everything but please leave her alone. Her onions were rotten for weeks last time.” Irene reasoned with Joy. Joy tried to stifle a laugh which caused Irene to leer at her.

“Ugh fine, but if i can’t sacrifice a human at the ritual, I will sacrifice an animal.”

“No, no, no. Joy you can’t…” But before Irene could finish she had run out of the room.

“Ugh these girls.” Irene shook her head and carried on making Joy’s ham and spinach quiche. Suddenly Irene heard banging coming from the hallway.

“What in the world…?” She whispered to herself as she went out to check.

“Think you got enough there?” Irene chuckled as she saw Seulgi coming in through the door struggling with six bags filled with ritual materials.

“Well this is an important celebration, the beginning of spring is one of the most powerful Sabbaths. We have to be prepared!” Seulgi exclaimed. Irene grabbed some of Seulgi’s bags and took them into the kitchen.

“Shit! No my crystals!!!” One of Seulgi’s bags had split in half and all her crystals had fallen out. “For heaven's sake! Now i need to go out and get more.” She looked at the broken shards of quartz crystal and sighed. “I guess i could give them to Joy. She’ll probably charge them with some bad luck or death spell knowing her.”

“Or make some sort of blade.” Irene chuckled in reply. Irene pitied Seulgi sometimes. This isn’t what she wanted in life, she didn’t ask for this gift. Her family threw her out because of it. She never liked to talk about what happened.

But then again none of them really asked to be this way. Especially Yeri.

“Oh sorry!” Seulgi bumped into Wendy on her way to Joy’s room. “Don’t worry silly.” Wendy patted Seulgi on the shoulder and ran down to the kitchen. She seemed as if she needed to get somewhere urgently. Seulgi shrugged it off and carried on up the stairs.

“Ahh Wendy your tarts are ready, I just need to charm them and then…” Wendy cut her off abruptly.

“I need to talk to you, right now.” She looked out into the garden.”Is Yeri out there?” she asked quietly.

“No, she’s gone to pick up new seeds. Why? What’s wrong?” Irene was afraid, Wendy never behaved this way. Wendy grabbed Irene’s arm and pulled her out into the garden.

Yeri made the garden beautiful. The white picket fences were lined with different types of bright flowers. Herbs grew in neat little rows and spices were grown on the patio. Fruit and vegetables were grown further in the back of the garden close to where rituals were held. Wendy looks around the garden to make sure no one was around.

“I really hope the faerie folk aren't around today. Follow me.” Irene was becoming increasingly afraid of what was happening. Wendy being shifty was new to Irene.

Irene followed Wendy to the bottom of the garden which was dark due to the shade of the large apple trees. Yeri liked to enchant her plants to be large and produce the best fruit.

“Wendy what's going on?” Irene squinted in the darkness.

“I was down by the ocean earlier today; Yuju was collecting kelp for me for a potion. She said was by the harbor and she saw a ship sail nearby. It was a jet black  with a flag hanging from the mast that was completely black except for a white circle in the middle.” Wendy explained.

“I don't know what you’re getting…” Wendy interrupted Irene.

“Just let me finish. Yuju said as it got closer to the dock it just disappeared. Gone into thin air.” Irene scrunched her brows, she wasn't understanding.

“I just thought hmm how strange and shrugged it off. But on my way home is when I saw them. And then I remembered It was her ship...” Wendy couldn't carry on.

“Saw who? It’s not…” Irene trailed off, she couldn't say the name. “I thought she was dead.” Irene started hyperventilating.

“She's not dead but now she's back with friends. Irene we can't stay here, we are supposed to be dead remember? That’s why we left. If she knows we have Yeri too, fuck Irene. What are we going to do?” Wendy started pacing around the dark corner of the garden.

“She told us she’d be back, but then we thought she had died and we thought we were safe. Where has she been all these years?” Irene was shocked. “Wait did she see you?” She started to panic again.

“No no, I ran off before she saw me.” Wendy stood still for a few seconds.

“We need to get Yeri out of here right now. They will use her, she's too young to understand what they are and what they have done. They already got a hold of Joy, we were lucky to save her. We might not be so lucky with Yeri.” Irene was trying to think of a plan to get them out. As the leader of her coven she had to try to stay calm for all of them.

“We need Joy to glamour us. She's clearly been tracking us.” Irene started to make her way up to the house. 

“And here I thought we were safe.” Wendy stared up at their tall home. It's pearl colored paint had begun to peel off of the brown boards that covered the house and the white shutters that covered the windows were missing slats. Wendy loved this house with all her heart but it was not safe anymore.

“What are we going to tell them?” Wendy asked Irene as they walked up to the house.

“The truth.”