01/11/2025
Samhain Blessing 🕯️🪄🙏✨
Last night, under the whisper of wind and rain, we gathered for Samhain, the witch’s new year, the turning point between light and dark.
We began with a letter to Summer.
A love note to warmth, to light, to all that expanded us.
To the laughter, the ripening, the wild ease that filled our days.
We offered our thanks, and then, with flame and breath, we let it go.
As our letters curled into smoke, we called in the dark half of the year, not as something to fear but as a soft descent.
The part of the cycle where the roots deepen, where new life dreams itself awake beneath the surface.
Each of us held a sparkler in hand, our own wand of light.
We wrote our intentions across the night sky, tracing sparks of hope, trust, and magic into the wind.
A reminder that even in the dark, the ember of what matters most still glows.
Samhain asks us to remember
that descent is not an ending,
that the quiet is sacred,
that the seeds we plant now, in the soil of stillness,
are the ones that will bloom come spring.
♥️
