May the shortest day and longest night bring you time to reflect on the return of the time!

Yule Blessing

Blessed be and merry meet

Now it is the time for sleep

This year’s harvest stored away

Rested, warm, and fed we stay

Prepare and plan for new endeavors

Prep and preen fur, scales, and feathers

Start anew from blessed sleep

My will be done, so mote it be

🌻RheaFaun🌻

Sitting alone in my blind

The sun sets behind me.

I try to focus on the task at hand

My mind has other plans.

I think about my day.

The past, the present, and the future.

My struggles and how they weren’t in vain.

I’m growing.

Changing with the seasons.

Each painful memory an essential part of who I am.

Will I ever let go?

Can I ever move on?

Do I forget just enough to ease the pain?

Or do I remember enough to never let it happen again?

Reflections or hauntings

I can’t quite decide.

The past, the present, and the future

Does it matter?

There’s no place to hide.

🌻RheaFaun

Sitting in the wild

Weapon in hand.

Waiting silent and patient.

I hear the the birds chirping.

The wind blows all around

I see the grass swaying.

It doesn’t make a sound.

Then suddenly I see her.

Beauty grace and soul.

A doe has stepped before me

Unaware her time has come.

A sense of grief washes over me

Taking a life is never easy.

I thank her for her sacrifice

Deep breath

Exhale

Pull the trigger.

Watch her fall.

Quick.

Fast.

Accurate.

Thank you Mother for this gift.

Thank you Dear friend for your life.

I am a Huntress.

I can provide.

I will survive. 

Mother
Lover
Huntress
Farmer
Witch

I am a witch. I knew I was different at the tender age of 8. You can imagine what it was like being a witch in a Christian home. Not fun… at all. This isn’t about then, though. It’s about now.
There are so many titles when it comes to being a witch. Solitary, eclectic, green, black, white, kitchen, and the list goes on. I dislike using titles, but for the sake of this post I will. If I had to state what type of witch I am, it would be an eclectic solitary kitchen witch. I live in the kitchen. It is the one place magic happens effortlessly. Sick? I have a remedy. Upset stomach? I have one for that too. Bad day and need a pick me up? I got something to make you smile. Missing home? I’ll whip something up.
I also farm. The goal is to live farm to table like the good ol days. I grow fruits, vegetables, herbs, and flowers. This year has been rough, though. Between moving and a relentless deer population, my spring/summer garden was almost non existent. Some deer proofing and hunting are sure to fix it next go round. Chickens and turkeys make up the rest of the farm. They follow me around the yard looking for treats…. Even though they will eventually be my food, I want them to have their best life. Every living thing deserves a happy life no matter where they are on the food chain. Like I stated before, I hung. There is power in providing and there is comfort in knowing where your food comes from. Everything is processed by us for us. It’s almost primal instinct for me. The more I do things the old way, the closer to the Mother I feel. I actually in my deer blind writing this. It’s one of the few times I can truly be alone.
Alone time is few and far between. I believe that’s why my craft revolves around my kitchen. I have 3 young children who take up the majority of my time. AND I LOVE IT. Being a mother is the most incredible thing I could ever do. Creating life is magic within itself,but I couldn’t do it without a partner. My husband is my equal half. The magic we create together is like no other.
This introduction is a little all over the place, but so am I. Kitchen magic, herbal remedies, sacred yoni magic, crystals, earth spells, moon light secret whisperings, talking to spirits. I dabble in whatever feels right. I was never properly trained in my craft. Everything I do is intuitive. I started seeing spirits at a young age. At one point I couldn’t see anymore, but I could feel thier presence. Now I can do both, but it’s totally random. I have sneaking suspicion my oldest can too. So yeah, I’m uh Rhea Faun. Hope you enjoy Soul Sisters: Spells and Sage.