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    Willow Johnson
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Marigolds. Little explosions of color protecting the sea of green tomato plants in my garden. Solar symbolism honoring the goddess Sekhmet, who drags me out of emotional slumps without mercy. I pluck a pointed petal and see her claws dipped in blood. She watches me, waiting. She will not stay my hand from bad decisions. She is consequence, judgment, reason. She is the fire of revenge, justice, and jealousy. She is the heat of change that destroys and creates something stronger and more beautiful from the wreckage. The lioness. The warrior. Patroness of surgeons and scientists. She who looks through the eyes of Ra. And the rivers run red as humanity stumbles, never learning to look before they step.
Marigolds. Little explosions of color protecting the sea of green tomato plants in my garden. Solar symbolism honoring the goddess Sekhmet, who drags me out of emotional slumps without mercy. I pluck a pointed petal and see her claws dipped in blood. She watches me, waiting. She will not stay my hand from bad decisions. She is consequence, judgment, reason. She is the fire of revenge, justice, and jealousy. She is the heat of change that destroys and creates something stronger and more beautiful from the wreckage. The lioness. The warrior. Patroness of surgeons and scientists. She who looks through the eyes of Ra. And the rivers run red as humanity stumbles, never learning to look before they step.
Everyday altars. Orchids and Anthurium for Aphrodite.
Everyday altars. Orchids and Anthurium for Aphrodite.
There is so much magic in planting a seed and watching it grow. This is a Black Krim tomato, from a seed that was sown directly in a raised bed in my backyard eight weeks ago. 
Hail to the north and the spirits of the earth that nourish my garden. 
Hail to the east and the spirits of the air that carry pollinators to my garden. 
Hail to the south and the spirits of fire that shine down on my garden.
Hail to the west and the spirits of water that rain down on my garden. 
Hail to the gods for their blessings on my harvest.
There is so much magic in planting a seed and watching it grow. This is a Black Krim tomato, from a seed that was sown directly in a raised bed in my backyard eight weeks ago. Hail to the north and the spirits of the earth that nourish my garden. Hail to the east and the spirits of the air that carry pollinators to my garden. Hail to the south and the spirits of fire that shine down on my garden. Hail to the west and the spirits of water that rain down on my garden. Hail to the gods for their blessings on my harvest.
A Saturday harvest in my witchy little backyard garden. 🌱🌱🌱✨
A Saturday harvest in my witchy little backyard garden. 🌱🌱🌱✨
Roses in my garden. I’ll be saving every petal!
Roses in my garden. I’ll be saving every petal!
I love when spell supplies crawl right up to my front door.
Hello little sacrifice. 🕷
I love when spell supplies crawl right up to my front door. Hello little sacrifice. 🕷
Signs of spring in central Tennessee.
Signs of spring in central Tennessee.
Check out @druidwoodmagic for the best handmade voodoo dolls outside of a museum. Mine is being used as a threshold guardian.
Check out @druidwoodmagic for the best handmade voodoo dolls outside of a museum. Mine is being used as a threshold guardian.
Hail Aphrodite
Hail Aphrodite
Spring altar 2018 with Aphrodite, divine goddess of love and war and sea. Deep oceans, violence, and endless orgasms.
Spring altar 2018 with Aphrodite, divine goddess of love and war and sea. Deep oceans, violence, and endless orgasms.
Orchids have a magic all their own.
Orchids have a magic all their own.
Hail to Pan, in the groves, cliffs, and valleys.  Let his name sing high on the wind. Feel his heart beating in the Earth; know his name in every deep breath of panic or ecstasy. Hail to the wild shepherd. In lust and chaos revere him.
Hail to Pan, in the groves, cliffs, and valleys. Let his name sing high on the wind. Feel his heart beating in the Earth; know his name in every deep breath of panic or ecstasy. Hail to the wild shepherd. In lust and chaos revere him.
"The leaves may fall,
the grass may die,
but the Land Spirits live,
and to them I pray.
Though some may sleep,
others awake
to face the cold,
to bless the Earth
with gifts only they can give.
Spirits of rock and tree,
Spirits of running and still water,
Spirits of Earth and sky:
to the ones who now go to sleep,
farewell until the warm time.
To those who now awake,
Once again I greet you,
as the Earth once again enters winter." - Ceisiwr Serith
"The leaves may fall, the grass may die, but the Land Spirits live, and to them I pray. Though some may sleep, others awake to face the cold, to bless the Earth with gifts only they can give. Spirits of rock and tree, Spirits of running and still water, Spirits of Earth and sky: to the ones who now go to sleep, farewell until the warm time. To those who now awake, Once again I greet you, as the Earth once again enters winter." - Ceisiwr Serith
A harvest supper will be on our table tonight. We drink to the gods of The Wild Hunt, and to the spirits of the earth.
A harvest supper will be on our table tonight. We drink to the gods of The Wild Hunt, and to the spirits of the earth.
It's a dark chocolate incense kind of day.
It's a dark chocolate incense kind of day.
Bloodstone, obsidian, garnet, and quartz crystal grid with Hecate's Wheel.
Bloodstone, obsidian, garnet, and quartz crystal grid with Hecate's Wheel.
Hecate, light your torches, show us the way.
Hecate, light your torches, show us the way.