I’m halfway through my witchcraft class and now we’re casting circles.

I haven’t cast a witchcraft circle in a while so it was an interesting class.

I got good feedback on my ritual stage presence while working with Shen-tat. The feedback I get with the Martinists is different.

But all ceremonial magick has roots in stage play and I am about to become a high priestess, Master of the Rocky Mountain Atelier (still weird to me) next year, so I want to refine my art. 

I also discovered I needed to make a new wand.  I’ve been practicing for a long time, but the wand never really spoke to me. Don’t laugh, but truthfully, I use my smudge stick or my long necked lighter (it’s a fire stick, right?) for a wand these days.

The fact I have trouble finding wands I like is interesting because I consider myself a Queen of Wands at times. I have a lot of Sagittarius placements so fire feels like my most natural element.

But my ideas about wands changed when my teacher, Shen-tat, introduced me to using an ankh as a wand in witchcraft class on Wednesday.

I had a minor surgical procedure on Friday, and in a fever dream after a surgical procedure , I started fashioning my new wand and I finished the prototype the next day. I spent the afternoon reading hymns to Aphrodite because I was assigned to perform a ritual. I took a long, healing nap to prepare after organizing my ritual tools. 

For the ritual, I was instructed to cast a circle and put 3 ancestors— a family member, a historical figure and a spirit guide on my altar. 

I called in the spirit of my beautiful Taurus grandmother, my old friend from a past life, Leonardo Da Vinci, and my alchemy guide, St Germaine. 

Then I invited my grandma’s spirit to sit for a portrait  and I shared a witch’s super with her memory.

I felt nothing but love and peace.

I think the goddess is pleased. Because she told me more secrets about the workings of the heart.

But the answers are just questions that lead me deeper into this mystical, rose garden

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