Planting wishes

Today marks The Spring Equinox, some of us witchy folks call it Ostara. Once more we turn towards longer days, warmer sunshine and metaphorical new beginnings. No time is more appropriate than now to meditate on the things you wish to manifest in your life and “plant those seeds”.

Once upon a time, I had wished to become a tattoo artist and I planted the necessary seeds. I did a lot of work on all levels to make this dream a reality… many rituals, bits of magick and such that also included the ritual of tons-of-time with my sketchbook. While many drawings lead up to this one, this is the final drawing that got me an apprenticeship:



It’s my take on The Dance by Alfonse Mucha, as inspired by my best friend who loves mermaids. We were camping at a Pagan gathering at the time, I worked on this sketch for 3 days in the woods of Western New York and sent it via cell phone snapshot (as pictured above). While a lifetime of artistic influence and schooling lead me to all of this, I was dancing my intention around bonfires one minute and going home to become a tattooer the next.

Just a few months later I executed my very first tattoo on myself (inner left leg, just above my ankle). I’m still pretty proud of this tattoo. I like looking at it and seeing how far I’ve come which always serves as a reminder of how far I’d still like to go.



I chose the bee for several reasons. First, it was smallish (approx 3″h). There were no straight lines or absolute symmetry for me to mess up! As a beginner I figured – organic shapes was the way to go. Second, the bee is a symbol of a matriarchal society (loved having my Goddess minded path literally bless my first piece). Lastly, diligence: bees are damned hard workers! All elements for lots of good mojo to carry with me on this new path.

And to come full circle, here is a bee that I tattooed just last month…



Reflection is a useful tool. Looking back on the journey is just as important as acknowledging where you currently stand and plotting where you intend to go next. Plant your seeds, dreams and wishes in fertile soil. Tend to them well: water regularly, give them plenty of sunshine and always remember to prune away the dead bits as you go. You’ll have a flourishing garden in no time.


The Inkling of Spring

Today marks the first sabbat of the new calendar year. Imbolc, a Celtic celebration honoring the Goddess Brigid that just so happens to fall right between Winter Solstice and Spring Equinox. It’s a time when we can start to see the natural world rustling a little from its dark, wintery slumber. The crocuses and daffodils might start popping out of the frozen earth, the days become ever so slightly longer and if you live a more agricultural life it’s also a time when your baby animals are born and mothers are lactating to feed their young.


(Photo from my personal cameraroll of pastoral Ireland, County Kerry, 2008.)

I’ve always been very connected to the Goddess Brigid. She’s a fire Goddess and is a patron of the arts (spark of inspiration), black smithing (forging your ideas) and medicine (healing). My Irish Godmothers name is also Brigid so I have a very positive, nurturing association with her. Brigid has always been a spitfire and a huge supportive presence in my life. Whatever I created she always loved and encouraged me to pursue.

Being a spiritually minded person, I’m always looking at the ways in which my path mirrors my inner world and the outer world. Coincidences and synchronicities are constantly around me but I often wonder if these things don’t happen to me more than most folks, it’s just that I have an awareness so I simply notice mine more. I used to think I was a delinquent witch, not really setting up altars or doing proper rituals for all of the Sabbats and the moons. Until I realized my life is one living, breathing ritual. Everything I do is steeped in my beliefs and world-view. I see signs, patterns and omens in nature and I take them to heart. To me those things are ways of Spirit telling me if I’m on the right path or going astray.

I do keep altars in my home, it keeps me centered. I get daily visual reminders of the things I chose to keep close and the things I am trying to manifest in my life. You’ll always see an area devoted to my Goddesses, a smaller working altar for spell work and a larger ancestral altar (gee I wonder why those sugar skulls keep coming…). If you are a client then I’m sure you’ve noticed that I also keep an altar with candles going in my workspace as well. It just keeps me focused and helps that “good mojo” to flow.


(Above, featured are some of my altars at home.)

In the light of reforming my delinquent witchy ways, I hereby declare this blog as sacred space and yet another “altar” of mine. This will be a place where I can share a bit about the things I celebrate spiritually and how those things show through in my work.

Here are a couple of tattoos from just this week. A little springtime, floral beauty to get you all excited about the returning of the sun and longer days to come.