You see here, from my point of view, a Tarot reading from my housemate’s Gateway to the Divine deck.
It’s about a relationship. The cards advise to work on it more, but it might not resolve as I’d like.
Fantasy, Erotica, Horror
Tag: teenage me
It’s a blustery first of November. All morning, the cats have watched out the window as leaves fly by, wondering if the leaves are birds.
Hekate has been calling me back for reconnection. The mother of witches, she’s been with me since I was a young teen.
I didn’t know it then. I drew and painted then as often as I wrote, and one of my first big projects for my seventh-grade art class was a woodblock print. I made a traditional witch’s workroom—skulls, books, candles, cauldron. Out the window was a waning moon. In those days, any time I drew a moon freehand without thinking, it was waning.