Surrendering to the dark
The darkness is here. Samhain has officially opened, and we have been claimed. Claimed by the dark mother who wraps us in her cloak of love, inviting us to rest. Inviting us to dream. Inviting us to take refuge from the blaring light of striving, and rest in the descent. Surrender into the unraveling. Surrender into the death of the year.
What is the Witch Wound?
Right now, so many folks are feeling that calling from within to meet this moment, but aren’t sure how to live it in the world. So many of you feel that spell dissolving, but it’s being met with lifetimes of protective mechanisms stored in your body, built to keep you safe. And keep you small. This is the Witch Wound.