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tears-of-amber · 1 year
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Does anyone have any tips on how to get over an immense hatred for sunlight? Trust me, I WANT to like it. But it’s just all blinding and makes my skin feel dry and makes me squint and it’s hot and makes me feel like I can’t breathe. As a witch who’s TRYING to work with various natural elements, I find it somewhat upsetting that I get so automatically uncomfortable in a sunlit setting. -Velvet (no, I’m not a vampire 😭)
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kahuna-64 · 8 months
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🌊🌊🌊🌊
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fettfleisch · 11 months
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Like Lilith you will see, that in the end I am free
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spiritchill · 1 month
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Sunbeams make me feel warm and safe.
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raining-tulips · 8 months
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“It felt like Archangel Michael had himself pulled the soft and fluttery clouds together just to set them on fire in front of me”
-excerpt from my journal about my 6am flight 9/5/23, where I couldn’t fall asleep so I opened my eyes and saw this.
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luna-radia · 1 year
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New Beginnings
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nuagederose · 7 months
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🧙🏼‍♀️ witchtober 2023 // day eleven: sun 🧙🏼‍♀️
this was actually the first one i did! i started this one when the southwest baked under that oppressive heat dome, and we were getting some of that, as well 🥵 i wanted to show that the desert can actually be quite pleasant once the heat wanes away, and you can in fact dance in the sun ☀️
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Birdie and their relationship with religion (version 1)
One of the things I really want to dig into is Birdie's relationship with religion. They were raised Roman Catholic, and that always came with some questions.
Then they started to realize that maybe secretly something over the course of time had started to chip away at their faith. They start to think about how if there's a plan for everyone then plans include other people doing bad things and it affecting you, and that can't be right.
It only gets worse when they start to realize that they are a they and don't fit nicely into the binary the church enforces.
For awhile they reject all religion. Yes, it is important to other people, but its only for other people. They don't really find meaning in any of the religions that they've heard of. The closest thing is maybe maybe witchcraft
(but they don't want to work with gods or spirits, and they don't want to cast spells, and slowly they come to realize that what they really like about it is taking time to slow down and think, and sense, and pay attention to the world and what makes you happy.)
They like the little rituals, not because they believe that it will work yet, but because they don't and sometimes 'just in case' is enough of a reason. And because it keeps them present and in the moment. It's just making a reason to actually enjoy life.
So, they decide that religion is allowed to be what they make it. They decide that it matters how they do things sometimes. They decide that sunrises are spiritual, and the stars are holy. They decide that sometimes talking to the moon in their head to thank her for light is a worth while thing to do.
They decide that all the things that catch in their chest and remove just a little bit of weight, the things that make them smile, well they can be religion too.
(and if its all the placebo affect, well the placebo affect works doesn't it? and they are so much happier having decided that things matter)
So they don't really believe in a god or gods, and they don't really believe in spirits, but they decide that they can treat everything like its alive like a stuffed animal. They may know that a tree won't really hear if they apologize when they bump into it, and that the moon will shine whether or not you thank it, but it feels like they have company if they acknowledge it, so they do. (and its just nice to be nice to things so there's that too)
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cosmicbirch8 · 2 years
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sketchyallstar · 9 months
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I was unsure about posting these for the longest time, I wasn’t exactly happy with how they turned out but I love small aspects of these sketches. These are some witch characters I made and now I’m working on a story with them in it. I need to keep drawing them till I’m satisfied with an illustration and I want to finalize it, this was just experimenting with certain ideas I hadn’t been able to visualize properly before now.
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scsunshine22 · 1 year
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The Simple Solar Witch discipline and how it found me
As a young witch, I must first choose my path of witchery and what I would like to accomplish in my practice. It is something that I have been putting off for many years now, dabbling in the various aspects of magic (or energy as I like to refer to it). I recently met a cornerstone where I needed to take the time to evaluate myself and what I want to become.
With a recent discovery that I have autism, I have been starting to learn all kinds of things about myself like who I truly am, why I feel the emotions I do, and how to identify when I am masking and stop when it is not necessary. Part of this journey has led me to look at my heritage and roots in witchcraft.
I am a third generation witch, my grandmother, aunt, and mother taking part in indulging in what the universe offers and being mindful of and respecting it. Although I was taught some basic principles growing up, I am still but a very young witch and I have quite a hefty load of learning ahead of me. Knowing this, I decided it was about time to define my discipline.
I like to think of myself as a plant quite frequently, in the sense that I inherently photosynthesize like one. Should it be a bright and sunny day, you will find me dancing and rejoicing and soaking in the great rays of energy that the center of our universe has to offer. If it is a stormy, rainy day, you can find me relaxing and recharging, soaking up the mental nutrition of mindfulness. However, might it be a cloudy day, you will find me drooping and sagging and wilting into a sad unproductive mess. Science likes to call this Seasonal Affective Disorder, I like to call it identifying with plants.
With this in mind, the core of my being, my special interest, and the roots of my state of existence, the first thing that I check when I wake up is whether the sun is greeting me or not. So I decided to become a solar witch. My energy is entirely dependent upon the sun, so it should be the thing I focus and depend on. I can't describe the mass abundance of vigorous energy a sunset or sunrise instills in me, but it is a clear indication that I should utilize the sun when preforming rituals requiring large sums of energy and magic.
So now I have a title, a solar witch, I must decide what kind of witchcraft I want to focus (aside from solar magic). I thought to myself, what things bring me the most joy and that I would greatly enjoy maintaining. Aha! Home and garden. Whether it be kitchen witchery, garden and herbs, cleaning and decorating, and keeping a house a home, that is something that brings great purpose and joy into my life.
Now, I realize that I have just defined a multitude of different disciplines: hedge witch, plant witch, kitchen witch, white witch, so on and so forth. With this in mind, I decided to create a discipline of my own, which I like to call a simple witch. A simple witch doesn't focus on just plants, but she certainly still tends to her plants with tender care. She doesn't follow rules and traditions such as a hedge witch, but her witchcraft doesn't only pertain to nature. She brews, bakes, and cooks every meal with love, but she also cleans and decorates with special intentions too.
To summarize it, a simple witch is a witch that uses a little bit of magic a lot of the time. A jack of all trades, but a master of none. She doesn't ask for much, she doesn't seek grand power and strength. Instead, she is just simple. She goes about her daily tasks putting love and care into them, manifesting good intentions and building a whole and content heart that she can share with those around her. All the while, she basks in the afternoon sun, grass as a soft bed, after a long days labor of love to recharge and thank the universe for its strength that its shared with her.
I am a simple solar witch. This is the start of my journey.
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prettyfl0wers · 1 year
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☁️
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stuff-i-like666 · 2 years
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SUMMER
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witchyoneofthemoon · 2 years
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Sunrise at Stonehenge
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versatilcutie · 1 year
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"If I am an angel, paint me with black wings" -Anne Rice.
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pinkiewitchcraft · 11 months
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I find it humorous that I’m terrified of heights, yet every time I look up at the skies, especially when it’s day time and the clouds are thick and white, the sky is a light blue, the sun is spitting out little golden rays into your eyes, I always feel deeply drawn to them. So much so that it brings me to tears, and makes me feel as though all of my emotions are just bubbling up inside of me and ready to burst free, and it’s such an emotional experience. I belong up there. I always did. I have no wings but I always feel the need to just… fly.
To where? Anywhere and everywhere.
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