No Tarot Tuesday today, loves. I've got some home things to tend, and today's a family day. 🪿 So the deck rests. BUT —if something's pressing, a burning question you need a card pulled for, shoot me a DM. I'll get to them when I steal a break. If you pull cards for yourself, share below!👇 And here's one card for all of us, our Phase III epithet: Chthonia— of the earth. Stability. A reminder to root down, steady your feet, and let the ground hold you while the week finds its footing. 🌿 Torchlight For Today: "And thou, O Earth, I invoke, the mother of all." — Homeric Hymn to Earth (Gaia) 👇 Tell me one thing keeping you grounded this week— where are you rooting down? Mine is family, my card is Chthonia. En Erebos, Phos. In darkness, light. Blessings, Tirza 🌿🗝️🌙 #Khthonia #Grounding #HekateanHealing 📚Oracle of the Hekatean Path, Kenn Payne & Chris Butler

This evening, we gathered at the dark of the moon, as the threshold of the lunar month opened. 🌑 We began in the garden (where, true to form, I forgot to pick the rosemary for the group 😭🌿). Then we brought the camera inside, called in the elements, and invoked Hekate to walk with us. Together we descended, a meditative journey down to the Underworld floor. We composted the old, letting what's spent become soil. We settled into the bothros as our own offering, and there, in the dark, became the seed reborn. Reiki moved through us: root for grounding (hematite), third eye for sight (astrophylite), crown for the divinity we each carry (angelite). Then, at the threshold of the new lunar month, we each spoke our one word to release. A dish of barley is going to the crossroads as offering— and we held special intentions for Alyssa.🖤 🕯️ Torchlight For Today: "The soul of man is immortal, and at times it comes to an end, which they call dying, and at times it is born again, but is never destroyed." — Plato To everyone who descended with me: thank you for your presence and patience with your scatterbrained hostess. 😅 👇 If you were with us, what did you experience in the meditation? And what do you want to see for next time? If you weren’t with us, what have you claimed for yourself in the new month? I’ll go first. 👇 En Erebos, Phos. In darkness, light. Blessings, Tirza 🌿🗝️🌙 P.S. — I also explained about my tech woes, my laptop is currently at the Genius Bar overnight, I hope 🤞 they can fix it soon. #NewMoon #CovenCircle #HekateanHealing

Been in hospital and not been able to tend or give love to my coven. Today I felt well enough to go through the hedges. Mugwort in full bloom! I call her Motherwort. Pick just enough and gave a well needed drink to the parched. The seeds will grow next year. The dried leaves my tea and spuds for winter months. The stems mushed will serve my pillow. Hope you are all well. I’ve missed you.

Tomorrow we gather at the dark of the moon— Deipnon, Hekate's own night, when the old is swept away and the threshold stands open. Bring your intentions, your questions, your quiet. 🌑🗝️ 🕯️ Tomorrow · 5:00-6:00 PM EST — Skool Call Come as you are. Candle optional, presence essential. 👇 Reply with one word for what you're clearing at this dark moon — I'll hold space for each of them tonight. I’ll go first. See you at the crossroads. En Erebos, Phos. In darkness, light. Blessings, Tirza 🌿🗝️🌙 #NewMoon #CovenCircle #HekateanHealing

We walk the night‑path of the alphabet, invoking a plant, flower, or medicinal herb at each step. If the herb’s hidden wisdom is known, whisper its healing gifts as an offering to the Triple‑Gate.If only the name comes to mind, place it on the altar of letters and let the mysteries grow. How to Play: 1. We begin with A and name a plant of the crossroads. 2. You answer with B, then C, and so on, each entry following the next letter in order. 3. When you can, add a brief note of its traditional medicinal use (e.g., “lavender – calms nervous tension”). 4. If the herb is unfamiliar beyond its name, simply give the name and let the next traveler expand its lore. The Goal: To trace a continuous strand of botanical knowledge, honoring Hekate’s role as keeper of thresholds—between letter and plant, between spirit and flesh. I shall light the first candle below.