Zucchini Stars and Labyrinth Paths

Witches take their name from places, for places are what give them their strength.

-Alice Hoffman, Blackbird House

The Lughnasadh season has been before us and when I read this today I felt that it fit oh so perfectly with what I have been up to…

A Bit of Kitchen Witchery…

Welcoming the land into my family’s body with local zucchini and garlic. As a reminder that it was truly a sacred meal, I cut up some of the zucchini into stars and gained brownie points with the kids.

Sacred Walks…

Offering of my garden flowers and rosemary to the pond and wood spirits with my daughter on our walk.

Meditative Journeys…  
Finally after collecting many local rocks, my labyrinth is ready to be constructed! However after getting half way through with it I realize more rocks are needed. Guess it is time for a trip to the Mississippi River!

Spirit Crafting… 

Once my daughter heard that Lughnasadh was a time for making spirit dolls she couldn’t wait to get started. This is a doll we made from a random cornstalk growing in our backyard. After a night of dressing it in barbie clothes we hung it on the wall for continued blessings as it dries.

Faerie Blessings… While eating breakfast the other day my daughter suddenly announced proudly that she saw a faerie out the window. This was the first time this happened so I got a picture of her offering honey when she went outside afterward.

———   I feel very blessed to have been surrounded by some sort of wildlife  throughout my years. I have never left this Midwest area and I wonder how it would change me as a witch if I were to move to differing topography. Growing up I lived around land that was hauntingly beautiful and mysterious. Although I still feel like we are connected in Spirit, it is always an adjustment to move to a different area, even if the plant life is the same, for I feel like my childhood land is ingrained into my soul. I can’t imagine how it would be if I were to be around mountain, sea or desert. Father Woods has taught me inner strength. Mother Moon has showed me guidance. Sister Pond has always been there challenging me to reflect on my own deeper depths of emotion. Brother Corn has also been my Lover in the night.

I suppose that like with all relationships, one must be willing to accept change and value the memories that still stir in the heart. Distance cannot truly separate two united Spirits, but that does not mean we cannot be willing to open our souls to even more love and growth. Someday I know I will move to a drastically different environment due to my husband’s job and I will have to accept this. I just hope I don’t feel like a mermaid without the sea when I do live for many years in seemingly foreign land. Although, I suppose life would become stale if we didn’t stretch outside of our comfort boundaries at some point, right?

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