Ever since I was a small child, I always felt the Magick in flowers and plants. One of my first memories of my grandmother involves the morning glories, she allowed to grow up her porch rails. She used to tell me not to touch them, they were poisonous. I loved them so much I would still touch them from time to time. Forever the rebel, she says as she drinks watered down iced coffee, wrapped in a plush Hello Kitty blanket!
Years later as an adult I was tasked with finding my Magickal name ( it's hard to believe that was at least 15 years ago now), the memory of those flowers and her warning came rushing back to me. I knew I could never be a morning glory, rising with the sun sounds like a torture sentence to me and not at all Magickal. I come alive around 4pm, though I do start my day long before then. The moon calls to me like Moana and the ocean, it gives me clarity and strength, unlike the sun which wilts me quickly. After many days of struggle and study, MoonFlower was born.
I wear many hats around here, I am Nan, Mom, wife, the Witch of the homestead all wrapped in one Magickal Being. I've been a Witch for over 25 years and a homesteader for around 15 years. After I began homesteading did, I realize the great connection between the two parts of me. So come on over I'll make up some tea, have a seat on one of the cushions I've made, and hopefully learn you a bit about working with Mother Earth, to bring you closer to the Divine within yourself as well as around you.
-As Above, So Below-
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