″Behind every exquisite thing that existed, there was something tragic. Worlds had to be in travail, that the meanest flower might blow…“
— Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray
Rhodotus Palmatus.
Mushlovemushco
Witch’s Spell Box by TheParlorApothecary
i’d like you all to meet my babies
me, crushing dried rose petals next to a glass of milk: so anyways, there I was, moon water spilling off my altar and a lit candle next to my paper towels, i was naked and couldn’t leave my circle in fear of invoking the wrath of the wraith, so-
my friends, concerned: dude.
your grimoire does not have to be full of water colors, or illustrations, or dried plants, or essential oil infused ink. your pages do not have to be pristine, you don't have to include aesthetic tapes, or pretty polaroids.
you're allowed to mess up. your grimoire can have tears, or burns, or coffee stains, or wrinkled pages from the time you spilled your tea all over the place. it can be written in .5 mechanical pencil led or crayon.
the point is, your grimoire is apart of you. and if you love it, then you're doing it right.
Tiny opals 🔮✨
the energy tonight is so intense. cherish it, work with it, and most importantly, respect it.
this type of energy is rare. remember to light a candle to honor the blue moon, amidst whatever else you have planned for tonight.
happy samhain ✨🕯️