People ask me, "So, what does a real live witch actually do on Halloween?"
I tell them it's more or less what they would expect.
I trip the deep, powerful dark in an arc that reaches from the hearthstone of Mother Earth Herself all the way to the center of the heavenly flames of the most personal of hells.
All the while, I laugh with deranged abandon and deadly focus.
My Spirit opens Its arms wide and is washed over with the mad
yet supernaturally intelligent wave of absolute connection that is--
The Wiccan.
Then I go out for a couple of drinks with the girls, have a few laughs
and look at all the people in their costumes.
Later, we stop somewhere and linger over a late dinner.
Hey, it's Halloween! Time to have some fun!
I tell them it's more or less what they would expect.
I trip the deep, powerful dark in an arc that reaches from the hearthstone of Mother Earth Herself all the way to the center of the heavenly flames of the most personal of hells.
All the while, I laugh with deranged abandon and deadly focus.
My Spirit opens Its arms wide and is washed over with the mad
yet supernaturally intelligent wave of absolute connection that is--
The Wiccan.
Then I go out for a couple of drinks with the girls, have a few laughs
and look at all the people in their costumes.
Later, we stop somewhere and linger over a late dinner.
Hey, it's Halloween! Time to have some fun!
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The Girl Next Door LanaK
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