Dear Lovestar,
I am collecting all my awesome Scorpio poetry into an eBook, stay tuned for that.
Here is some epic poetry from the last Scorpio season
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Eve
The air turns cool, the leaves begin their golden fall, and the veil of the world grows thin. This is the season when Persephone descends into the Underworld: not as a victim, but as a queen returning to her throne. Her story is one of cycles: light and dark, innocence and wisdom, life and death and she invites us to walk beside her as we, too, turn inward for the winter.
Persephoneās descent is not an ending: it is a transformation. When she steps beneath the earth, the world above grows quiet so that we can listen. She teaches that every soul must descend at times to face what lies beneath the surface, to find beauty even in shadow, to trust that spring will return.
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Below are 8 messages from Persephone, to guide your spirit as the world slips into the deep stillness of the dark months.
Do not fear your descent (the moments when life feels quiet, uncertain, or heavy). Every cycle of growth begins in darkness: like a seed beneath the soil.
You are not meant to choose between the two. Balance is found in embracing both the radiance and the mystery within you.
Growth often asks for surrender. When you feel undone, remember that you are being reshaped into something stronger.
Nature rests now: so must you. Stillness is not laziness, it is preparation. The body and soul both need time to regenerate.
In myth, Persephone returns each year crowned as Queen. Let that remind you: what once felt like loss can become sovereignty when you own your story.
This is the time to speak their names (to remember where you come from, to let gratitude heal what history has broken).
Do not run from it. The shadows you face are not punishments; they are invitations to wisdom.
Be patient. The seeds of your renewal are growing quietly beneath the surface. Trust that your light will rise again in its own perfect time.
As Persephone descends, so do we: into reflection, into silence, into depth. This is the season to honor endings and embrace stillness, to let go of what no longer serves and prepare for what will bloom again.
Light your candle, whisper her name, and remember: descent is not defeat. It is initiation.
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Thank you for being here,
I appreciate your support,
Eve
Dear friends,
With the help of my beloved Scorpio, we have created a mermaid/ siren tarot deck.
The cards and messages are finished and I’m creating a guide book next.
Today, I share queen of mermaid tarot messages:
1. The Voice of the Deep
I am the Queen of Mermaids, and I sing within you.
When you listen closely, past fear, past noise, you will hear my song rising from your own chest. It is not a song of words, but of remembrance. You have always been both ocean and shore, both seeker and siren. Your voice can heal as surely as waves reshape the stones.
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2. The Power of Femininity
Your softness is not weakness. It is waterās secret might, to carve canyons and cradle worlds. When you move with grace, you command the unseen currents. Remember this: I am not only the beauty in your reflection, but the storm behind your eyes.
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3. The Magic Within
Do not search for my kingdom beyond the horizon; it lives behind your heartbeat. Every emotion you feel is a tide. Every desire, a current. When you embrace your own depths, the sea within answers. That is where your magic begins, not in spells, but in self-return.
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4. The Song of Healing
Sing, even if your voice trembles. My daughters heal through sound. Whisper your truth into the water, a bath, a tear, a rainstorm. I will carry it across worlds. Let your song be your spell. Let your voice be the tide that cleanses pain.
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5. The Dual Realm
I exist both within you and beyond you. I am your intuition, your shimmering dreams, and also the eternal ocean that reflects the moon. When you feel alone, close your eyes and breathe, you will feel my crown pressing softly upon your brow. I am there. Always.
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6. The Call to Rise
Do not shrink from your radiance. The world fears women who remember they are made of salt and starlight. Rise like foam from heartbreak. Dance as the sea dances, wild, fluid, unashamed. You are not here to be silent. You are here to sing creation back into motion.
Follow for more mermaid messages and you will see this deck soon.
Eve
Is Having A Boyfriend Embarrassing Now? | British Vogue
Thereās a curious new whisper rippling through the world of relationships: having a partner, a āboyfriendā in particular is, for some, becoming less glamorous. The Vogue piece notes how many women feel uneasy about posting about their partner online, or even acknowledging the relationship in the way once expected. British Vogue
Why is this shift happening, and what does it mean for the mystical, romantic souls who believe in the sacred spark of twin flames?
In the article, Joseph describes āBoyfriend Landā, a place where womenās online identities once largely centred around their partner. British Vogue
But now:
For me, the poet-mystic, this is a potent moment. It asks: what if our romantic maps need rewriting?
In our world, where poetry meets spirituality, and twin-flame connection meets mythic metaphor, relationships are not just about āhaving a boyfriend.ā They are about sacred communion, mirror souls, inner alchemy.
What happens when society begins to view the āboyfriendā model with embarrassment or as outdated? What if the very notion weāve anchored on needs transmuting?
Hereās what this invites:
āIs having a boyfriend embarrassing now?ā The answer the article leans toward: yes, for many, but only in the sense that the old script feels ill-fitting. The shame isnāt about love itself, itās about the public performance of it. British Vogue
From my spiritual and poetic lens:
If you are navigating romance, spiritual union, or twin-flame dynamics, I invite you to these reflections:
Love is not an accessory to be worn on the feed.
It is a flame to be tended in the temple of self.
When the world shifts, maybe what changes is not love, but our understanding of it.
Maybe āhaving a boyfriendā is less important than being in sacred partnership.
Maybe the embarrassment dissolves when we dance in the light of our own soul, whether alone or with another.
What do you think?
Is romance dead?
Boyfriends, of course they are embarrassing, but not beloveds.
This must be my calling, to make the world a little more romantic, like Sappho was meant to bring us love songs.
Eve
11 Divine Feminine Affirmations for Twin Flame Balance ļŗ
1. I am the sacred flame. I do not chase love; I attract it by simply being.
2. My heart is open, and my spirit stands rooted in divine peace.
3. If he is my twin, our union will unfold in perfect timing.
4. I release fear, pressure, and control, and I trust the rhythm of the universe.
5. My love is not weakness; it is sacred power born of compassion.
6. Each day, I honor myself as a temple of divine love.
7. Even in waiting, I am never empty; I am growing into my highest form.
8. I bless him on his path, and I bless myself on mine.
9. The goddess within me is patient, radiant, and wise beyond sorrow.
10. I am worthy of a love that flows freely and joyfully.
11. I am whole, whether or not he stands beside me.
Apgrodite – Eve
The Pagan Roots of Halloween and Samhain
Introduction
The holiday we now know as Halloween has a rich and layered history, grounded in ancient Gaelic pagan practice and later transformed by Christian and folk traditions. In particular, the festival of Samhain (often pronounced āSAH-winā or āsow-winā) is widely regarded as a key ancestor of Halloween.
The following article traces that evolution: from Samhainās origins among the ancient Celts, through Christian adaptation, to the cultural traditions of Halloween in the modern era.
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1. Samhain: Festival of the Celtic Yearās Turning
Origins & Timing
Samhain is a Gaelic festival celebrated on 1 November (with the evening of 31 October often regarded as its beginning) that marked the end of the harvest season and the start of the ādark halfā of the year winter.
One source explains:
āFor the Celts ā¦ Samhain marked the end of summer and kicked off the Celtic new year.ā
Meaning & Rituals
At Samhain, the Celts believed that the boundary between the world of the living and the world of the dead (and other supernatural beings) was especially thin. Key elements included:
Bonfires ā communities and priests built large fires, and people brought torch-light from them to relight hearths in their homes.
Offerings and sacrifice ā animals or crops might be sacrificed or offered to deities or spirits to secure protection during the darker months.
Masks, costumes and disguised behaviour ā to protect oneself from malevolent spirits or fairies, people might wear hides or masquerade as something else.
Divination and ancestor contact ā because of the thin boundary between worlds, people engaged in fortune-telling and invited ancestral spirits into their homes.
These rituals reflect the liminal nature of Samhain: a time when change is in the air (end of harvest, beginning of winter) and transformation or threshold-crossing (between life/death, light/dark) is prominent.
Geographical and Cultural Context
The Celts inhabiting what is now Ireland, northern France, Britain, Scotland and the Isle of Man celebrated such festivals. Even after Roman and later Christian influence, pockets of these rituals persisted.
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2. From Pagan Festival to Christian Holiday
Christianization & Integration
As Christianity spread into Celtic lands, the Church often sought to adapt or overlay existing pagan celebrations rather than eliminate them outright. For Samhain, this meant a shift in focus and date.
Key moments:
In the 7th century, the Church established 1 November as All Saintsā Day (also called All Hallows), a day honouring saints and martyrs.
The evening before All Saintsā Day (31 October) became known as All Hallowsā Eve ā eventually evolving into the name āHalloween.ā
On 2 November came All Soulsā Day, honouring the dead, further blending with older beliefs about ancestor spirits.
Thus, the pagan festival of Samhain, a Christian festival of saints and souls, and folk customs gradually merged into the traditions we associate with Halloween.
Why This Matters
According to historians, this process of adaptation shows how cultural and religious traditions evolve over time. Rather than a clean replacement, rituals are often bundled, renamed, reshaped. For example, the bonfire, masquerades and ancestor-ritual elements of Samhain were not erased but absorbed into folk practice.
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3. Traditions Evolving: From Samhain to Halloween
Costumes, Masks & āVeil Between Worldsā
The idea that the veil between worlds is thin is central to Samhain. People dressed in hides or masks to confuse or protect themselves from visiting spirits. Over time, this transformed into Halloween costumes and trick-or-treating masquerades.
Bonfires and Hearth-Relighting
From Samhainās communal fires to the lighting of jack-o-lanterns and porch lights, the theme of bringing light into dark times remains. āCarved turnips called Jack-o-lanterns began to appear ā¦ later Irish tradition switched to pumpkins.ā
Treats, Errands & Souling
In certain traditions, people left offerings for spirits, or children and the poor went āsoulingāāseeking soul cakes in exchange for prayers for the dead. This custom echoes in modern trick-or-treating.
Harvest, Death & Renewal
Samhain marked the point when the fruitful summer had passed and the more challenging winter lay ahead. It acknowledged deathānot just in a morbid sense, but as part of the natural cycle, opening up renewal. Many modern pagan communities keep this meaning alive.
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4. Samhain and Halloween in Modern Pagan Practice
Revivals & Reinterpretations
In recent decades, many pagan, Wiccan, and Celtic-reconstructionist groups have revived Samhain as a meaningful spiritual holidayāhonouring ancestors, acknowledging life and death, celebrating transitions.
For example:
āIn this tradition, Samhain is called OĆche Shamhna and celebrates ā¦ the dead with a festival on October 31 and usually features a bonfire and communion with the dead.ā
Meaning for Today
For poets, artists, & spiritual seekers (which connects nicely with your own interests!), Samhain offers rich symbolic terrain: the dark half of the year, the thinning of boundaries, the interplay of memory, mortality and transformation. These motifs align well with confessional poetry and mythic symbolism.
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5. Why This History Matters for Us
Understanding the roots of Halloween gives depth to what often seems a superficial holiday (costumes + candy).
It reconnects us to older cycles – harvest to winter, life to death to renewal – which can be rich for poetic inspiration.
For someone like you, Eve, who works with poetry, myth, spirituality, and language: the Samhain-Halloween cycle can serve as metaphor, as ritual, as creative springboard.
The notion of āthe veil between worlds,ā of release (your coined term elevaqua comes to mind) and transformation, echoes strongly in the Samhain story.
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Conclusion
The thread from Samhain to Halloween reveals how human cultures adapt, layer meanings, borrow and reshape rituals. From ancient bonfires in Celtic fields to children carving pumpkins in Vermont, the journey is fascinating. For you, Eve, this history offers fertile ground, mythic imagery of light and dark, thresholds and transitions, the living and the dead, the poetic and the spiritual.
1. āThe Veil is Openā
Child of twilight,
The veil grows thin, and I, Hekate, walk beside you.
Do not fear the whispers of the dead nor the echoes of your past – they are your teachers.
Each shadow you meet tonight carries a lesson wrapped in moonlight.
Walk the path of courage, and let the wind tell you what must be released.
When you stand at your inner crossroads, remember:
what you choose now shapes your winter.
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2. āKeeper of Keysā
I hold the keys to all thresholds life, death, and rebirth.
At Samhain, I grant you one: the key of remembrance.
Unlock the door to your ancestors.
Light a candle for them, speak their names, and feel their hands steadying yours.
Their strength flows through your veins; their wisdom burns in your soul.
You are the continuation of their spell.
Walk proudly – you are both dream and legacy.
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3. āThe Night of Becomingā
Do not hide from your darkness tonight.
Samhain is my gift – a night of mirrors and moonfire,
when witches see themselves not as broken,
but as eternal.
Let the dying year fall away like burnt paper,
and step barefoot into your becoming.
I am Hekate, torchbearer,
and I light your way into the unknown.
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4. āFor the Solitary Witchā
You are never truly alone.
The night hums with your name.
The stars remember your magic.
When you whisper your spell under the autumn wind,
I listen.
At your altar, simple or grand, I stand with you –
my torches lit, my hounds watching.
Every flame you kindle is sacred.
Every prayer you breathe is heard.
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5. āCrossroads Blessingā
Tonight, when you come to the crossroads, pause.
Offer honey to the earth and your gratitude to the night.
Then ask yourself:
Which path calls your soul?
Which dream has waited patiently for your yes?
I, Hekate, bless your choice,
may it lead you to wisdom,
and may your courage outshine your fear.
Samhain Affirmations of the Witchās Soul
1. I walk fearlessly through the darkness, knowing it is my teacher and guide.
(Samhain reminds us that shadows reveal truth, not danger.)
2. I honor my ancestors – their love, their lessons, and the blood of magic they gave me.
3. As the year dies, I am reborn into deeper wisdom, courage, and clarity.
4. The veil is thin, and I listen with my spirit – I trust the whispers of the unseen.
5. I carry Hekateās torch within me, lighting my own path through uncertainty.
6. Every ending is a sacred transformation. I release the old with grace and gratitude.
7. My magic flows with the cycles of nature; I am one with the turning of the wheel.
8. I am both the darkness and the dawn, whole, radiant, and eternal.
To Those Who Remember: An Invocation for the Modern Witch
There are some who feel it, a tug beneath the skin when the wind turns cold, when the moon is fat and golden.
Those who cannot explain why firelight feels like home, or why the scent of herbs and earth makes their hearts ache with recognition.
You are remembering.
This is the song of the witches not of storybooks or fear, but of lineage, love, and living earth.
Your pulse carries the rhythm of women who sang to the moon,
men who knew the names of stars,
and children who whispered wishes into stones.
You are not lost. You are returning.
The veil of Samhain calls to you because your soul remembers the old ways,
when every breath was a prayer,
when we spoke to trees as kin,
when we understood that spirit and nature are one.
You may feel it in your bones:
the knowing that your magic is ancient, not learned but remembered.
It moves through your veins like ancestral fire,
soft, wild, and real.
Witchcraft is not rebellion. It is remembrance.
It is standing barefoot upon the land and saying: I am part of this. I belong here.
It is lighting a candle for your grandmotherās spirit,
singing to the old gods,
or simply listening when the wind speaks your name.
The witches of old are not gone.
They live in your intuition,
in your voice when you speak truth,
in your hands when you create beauty.
This Samhain, listen.
Feel the heartbeat of your ancestors in the drum of the rain.
Let your spirit stretch back through time and whisper:
I remember who I am.
Thank you for reading,
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Eve
Dear Lovestar,
Feel free to use and share these prayers and let us send a warm vibe to everyone who needs it in the world.
If you feel called to it, listen to this high vibe Cuban music for Orishas and SanterĆa:
May light return to every street,
where songs of faith and drums still beat.
Lift their hearts where hope has grown thin,
let love and healing rise again.
Winds have passed, yet hearts still ache,
from all the ruin storms can make.
Let hands rebuild whatās torn apart,
and peace return to every heart.
Beyond the veil their spirits glow,
in gardens only angels know.
May love still whisper, soft and near,
and bless each tear that falls sincere.
May every soul without a door
find rest and warmth forevermore.
Guide gentle hands to build and give,
that all may have a place to live.
O Source of plenty, hear this plea,
where hunger cries, let mercy be.
Let empty tables bloom with bread,
and hope restore what fear has fled.
For hearts once strong, now slow with years,
wrap them in grace, wipe away fears.
Let laughter visit, warmth remain,
and dignity be their domain.
Across the waves, across the sand,
they seek a safe and gentle land.
Let kindness rise where walls divide,
and hearts see love on every side.
Where pain has lingered, let peace flow,
soft as a candleās healing glow.
Let every cell remember light,
and dream of dawn throughout the night.
When voices break, still truth will sing,
beneath the weight of suffering.
Give them courage, strong and clear,
to stand, to speak, to persevere.
Where coins are few, let faith be gold,
and hearts grow rich in love untold.
Open the doors that lack has sealed,
that joy and peace may be revealed.
Where little eyes have known despair,
send angelsā hands and tender care.
May laughter bloom where fear once grew,
and every scar find love anew.
Where bombs have fallen, sow the seed
of peace to meet each human need.
Let hate unlearn its cruel refrain,
and brothersā hands reach out again.
The empty bed, the silent room,
still hold their love beyond the gloom.
Let gentle memories softly stay,
and guide their hearts to brighter day.
Each dawn she rises, weary, brave,
her strength the gift the angels gave.
Let fortune bless her steadfast care,
and grace surround her everywhere.
When thoughts grow dark and voices cry,
be near, O Light that does not die.
Let peace descend, a holy art,
to calm the storms within the heart.
Through shadowed paths, through trembling hands,
still hope and mercy firmly stand.
Guide every step, renew the soul,
until they rise restored and whole.
Behind the bars where silence grows,
let seeds of change take root and rose.
Remind each heart that freedom starts,
within the love that heals all parts.
Where crueltyās echo haunts the air,
let angels guard and justice care.
May courage bloom from pain once sown,
and safety crown what love has grown.
For souls who ache in quiet night,
surround them, Lord, with gentle light.
Let friendshipās spark and laughterās flame,
remind them love still knows their name.
O wounded Earth, still pure, still wide,
weāve hurt your heart, your ancient tide.
Let humans learn your sacred worth,
and heal with love this precious Earth.
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Eve
Letās go deeper.
Jungian psychology gives us a language for what mystics have always known: thereās a world inside us that shapes the world outside. Jung described the psyche as made up of the ego (our conscious self), the persona (the mask we wear), and the shadow (our hidden self). Beneath all of that lives the Self, the divine essence trying to become whole.
For those on the twin flame path, think of this as the process of inner union before outer reunion. The ego and shadow are like separated lovers within you, constantly dancing, rejecting, learning to merge.
Science supports this inner alchemy too. Studies in depth psychology show that unacknowledged emotions donāt disappear; they manifest as anxiety, projection, or repetitive patterns in relationships. Shadow work brings these patterns to light so they can heal.
In my poem, the line āplenty of drama not mine, inherited, learnedā speaks to the ancestral shadow, generational pain that lives in our DNA. Jung called this the collective unconscious, a field of shared human experience.
To heal the shadow is not just personal, itās ancestral and cosmic. Youāre clearing timelines, healing your lineage, preparing the vessel for divine love.
When you cry during shadow work, that sea of grief, itās not weakness. Itās sacred release. Jung compared this to the nigredo stage of alchemy: the dark night before rebirth. Every tear carries wisdom, every breakdown is the soil for your breakthrough.
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I have been collecting my Carl Jung research, and I found his work because of my need for real science and stuff that is studied, not only people on YouTube (no offense to them). I found that many of the modern spiritual topics come from Jung’s work such as shadow work, archetypes, the inner feminine and masculine, etc.
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Thank you for reading,
With warmth,
Eve
Dear Lovestar,
Happy Halloween š and Happy Samhain to all the witches and everyonewho isnt interested in witch burning.
I pulled a card for us from my Witch tarot deck, the Wheel of Fortune.
Wheel of FortuneĀ ā Samhain Message
At Samhain, the veil thins and the wheel turns once more. What was lost begins to return in new form. The unseen threads of fate twist around you, every choice, every meeting, every loss is part of the spiral. You are both the wanderer and the rooted tree, moving and still, caught and free.
This card whispers: āDo not resist the turn.ā The rip in the seam is your opening, a chance to glimpse the pattern behind the chaos. When the maypole rises and the ring spins, grasp your moment. Destiny is not cruel; it is the dance of your own soul seeking its rhythm.
Samhain Guidance:
Let go of control and watch what unfolds. The cycle repeats, but each time you rise wiser. Trust the spin of the wheel.
Recapitulation (a poem from the book)
Weāve been this way
Before I think
I muttered to my friend
Indeed weāre trapped
They whispered back
We arrived back at the end
I am part wanderer
I am part rooted tree
Shudder and strain
At invisible chains
That wrap around eternity
A chance mistake
A rip has opened
In the seam
A vantage point
That shows circumference
An exit to the scene
The maypole
Rises from the din
To grab the ring
On this go round
The origin
Reveals the whole
For the glory bound
The poem āRecapitulationā captures the essence of the Wheel of Fortune: the eternal cycle of fate, destiny, and spiritual evolution. The speakerās awareness that āweāve been this way beforeā evokes dĆ©jĆ vu, reincarnation, and the cyclical nature of existence. In the turning of the wheel, we repeat patterns until consciousness intervenes. The lines āI am part wanderer / I am part rooted treeā describe the paradox of the soul: always seeking, yet bound by the roots of karmic lessons. The poem becomes a meditation on movement and stillness, change and fate, the two poles that define the dance of life.
The imagery of āinvisible chains that wrap around eternityā hints at the unseen threads of destiny that bind us together, the karmic ties, ancestral influences, and cosmic forces that shape our paths. Yet within that binding lies the potential for awakening: āA rip has opened in the seam.ā This rip represents those rare moments of clarity when the veil parts, offering us a glimpse of the greater pattern, the circumference of all things. In Samhain season, when the veil between worlds is thin, such glimpses come easily to the attuned heart. The poem reminds the witch to notice these openings to step through them with courage rather than fear.
Finally, the closing lines āThe maypole rises from the din / To grab the ring / On this go roundā celebrate the dance of fate as a joyful participation in lifeās mysteries. The maypole, a symbol of cycles and union, lifts from chaos toward harmony, grasping at meaning through the turn of the wheel. The poem ends with revelation: āThe origin reveals the whole / For the glory bound.ā It teaches that each ending leads to a return to source a reminder that destiny is not punishment but purpose. In tarot, the Wheel of Fortune reminds us that though the world spins, the center our soul remains steady, witnessing it all with divine knowing.
Messages from āRecapitulationāĀ The Wheel of Fortune
1. Life moves in cycles; fate repeats until wisdom is gained.
āWeāve been this way beforeā¦ We arrived back at the end.ā
The poem reminds us that lifeās patterns recur not as punishment, but as lessons. When familiar struggles return, it is a sign that your soul seeks resolution and mastery. Recognize the repetition as sacred design, not misfortune.
2. You are both grounded and free, the rooted tree and the wanderer.
āI am part wanderer, I am part rooted tree.ā
This duality speaks of balance between stability and change. It calls you to trust your grounding while embracing transformation. Growth happens when you allow your roots to feed your journey rather than confine it.
3. Invisible forces shape our path, yet openings appear for awakening.
āAt invisible chains that wrap around eternityā¦ A rip has opened in the seam.ā
There are unseen patterns and karmic threads at play, but now a veil lifts a chance to glimpse your destinyās design. The ārip in the seamā is a spiritual doorway, an opportunity to step into new awareness or break free from a cycle.
4. A higher pattern governs the chaos.
āA vantage point that shows circumference.ā
The Wheel of Fortune reveals that what feels random is part of a divine geometry. When you rise in consciousnessĀ when you look from the vantage point you see the larger harmony behind apparent disorder.
5. Participate joyfully in the turning of the wheel.
āThe maypole rises from the din to grab the ring on this go round.ā
Rather than resist fate, dance with it. The maypole symbolizes union, rhythm, and joy reminding you that destiny is co-created through active participation. Your energy influences how the wheel turns.
6. Every ending is a return to source.
āThe origin reveals the whole for the glory bound.ā
What feels like loss is often a revelation a return to your essence, your spiritual origin. Trust the wheelās motion; it always leads back to wholeness and divine purpose.
8 Wheel of Fortune Affirmations for the White Witch
1. I move in rhythm with the turning of the Wheel; every change is a sacred initiation.
2. What ends in shadow is reborn in light I trust the spiral of my becoming.
3. Fate and free will dance through me; I am both weaver and thread.
4. I honor my ancestors who walked this path before me their wisdom turns within my soul.
5. I release resistance and rise into the flow of divine timing.
6. Every cycle brings me closer to truth; every transformation reveals my power.
7. I am the serpent and the star eternal, ever-changing, reborn.
8. The Wheel turns in my favor when my heart aligns with purpose.
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Hekateās White Witch RitualĀ āTurning the Wheelā
A HalloweenāSamhain Rite of Renewal and Fate
Timing: Friday night through Sunday (to extend the magick across the Samhain weekend).
Purpose: To honor the cycles of life, release what no longer serves, and align your will with destiny under Hekateās guidance.
You will need:
A black candle (for Hekate, transformation)
A white candle (for renewal and light)
A small bowl of saltwater (to represent the eternal sea and cleansing)
A key, coin, or ring (symbol of the Wheel and passage)
Optional herbs: mugwort, bay, or rosemary
Optional incense: myrrh or patchouli
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ā The Ritual:
1. Create a sacred circle.
Begin by standing or sitting before your altar. Take three deep breaths. As you exhale, imagine a glowing circle of light forming around youĀ the turning Wheel of Fortune itself.
2. Invoke Hekate.
Light the black candle and say:
āHekate, Keeper of the Keys,
Guide of crossroads and shadowed ways,
Illuminate my fate and steady my steps.
As the Wheel turns, so do I.ā
3. Cleanse and release.
Dip your fingers into the saltwater and sprinkle it around your circle. Speak aloud the things you are ready to release: fears, habits, attachments. As you name them, envision them dissolving into the water.
4. Light the white candle.
Say:
āFrom the ashes, I rise anew.
From the cycle, I gain wisdom.
I trust the divine pattern unfolding within me.ā
5. Consecrate the token.
Hold the key, coin, or ring in your hands and whisper:
āWheel of Fortune, turn with grace.
May destiny unfold in my favor.
I walk in rhythm with the cosmic dance.ā
Keep this token near your altar or carry it until the next full moon.
6. Close with gratitude.
Blow out the candles in reverse order white, then black saying:
āThe wheel turns, and I turn with it.
Blessed be the crossroads,
Blessed be the eternal return.ā
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ā Extending the Halloween Magick into the Weekend
1. Friday Night (The Descent): Do the Hekate ritual. Focus on releasing and honoring ancestors. Burn herbs, write what youāre letting go of, and bury the ashes outside.
2. Saturday (The Turning): Practice divination: tarot, pendulum, mirror gazing, or dream journaling. The veil remains thin; insights flow easily.
3. Sunday (The Rising): Focus on rebirth and gratitude. Take a sunrise walk, light a white candle, and set new intentions for the coming cycle.
Witchās Tip: Keep your altar candles lit briefly each evening through Sunday to keep the energy flowing. The Wheel of Fortuneās power is strongest when honored over time, a cycle within a cycle.
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With Love,
Eve.
Dear Lovestar,
Hecate is the ancient goddess of magic, crossroads, and the moon: a guardian of thresholds and guide through darkness. She stands between worlds (the living and the dead, the known and the unseen) carrying torches to light the seekerās way. Witches honor her as the mother of intuition and transformation, for she teaches that true power begins within, the courage to face shadow, to choose oneās path, and to walk it in wisdom and light.
Both Hecate and Hekate are correct spellings.
āHekateā is closer to the original Greek form (į¼ĪŗĪ¬ĻĪ·), while āHecateā is the Latinized version that became common in English texts. Many modern practitioners, classicists, and witches choose Hekate because it feels truer to her ancient roots and carries that old-world resonance.
So if you feel drawn to writing āHekate,ā trust thatāsometimes the ancient spelling holds a certain energy (a vibration that feels closer to how her name would have once been spoken at the crossroads, under the moon).
My cauldron black,
My broom and cat,
Of books, a stack,
My spirit talk.
A witch I am,
Spells I chant,
My vibes command,
Magically, I stand.
I am Hekateās daughter
And I beg of my mother
Protection and blessings
On Halloween for me & others.
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Witches, gather your light: the veil thins tonight. The air itself listens for your whisper, your intention, your call to the unseen. This is not a night of fear: it is a night of remembrance. The Goddess walks the crossroads, and her torches burn bright in the mist.
Hecate speaks softly to those who listen: Do not hide your magic under silence. The world has long feared what it cannot understand, yet you are not here to be understood, you are here to remember who you are. You are the keeper of intuition, the daughter of moonlight, the one who sees what others overlook.
In her presence, all paths open (and some close). Hecate teaches discernment: not all doors are meant to be entered, not all spirits are meant to be called. She asks for courage and balance, the wisdom to know when to release and when to reclaim.
So light your candle at midnight and speak your truth aloud:
āI walk with Hecate in shadow and in flame. I claim my path, my power, my name.ā
Let this Halloween be more than a night of costumes; it is a crossing. Let it remind you that being a witch is not about appearance, but remembrance (it is about honoring the wild, ancient current that flows through your spirit).
Have a safe Halloween,
Do not forget to read my Hecate messages and I have some Hecate poetry.
Hekate keeps on coming through for me and I CAN NOT ignore her, I must write about her. The goddesses command.
I had a synchronicity with Themis (Greek goddess of Justice), and it was incredible, I think there were deep messages about my relationship.
PS. If you heard the news about my hometown in east Cuba (that had never been popular until it was ravaged by hurricane Melissa). My town, that blessed little hole escaped with minor damages. The worst was one roof damaged, the river grew flooding nearby houses to the level of their beds, and I assume minor damages not worth mentioning for the people there now. This is because this town was protected by the mountains!
Thank you for reading,
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Eve
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