Lilith Incenses

Lilith Incenses I have always been interested in aromas, perfumes and scents for as long as I can remember. I believe the scents are hymns and prayers to the gods.
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I frequently dream and channel the recipes, envisioning the ingredients, the smoke and sensing the aroma.

12/01/2026

Lilith Incenses will be in Festival Hall at Glastonbury Charter Market tomorrow, it’s been so cold i thought I’d go into the warmth for a few weeks. Do come along and say Hi if you’re about ♥️🥰🥰

Lilith Incenses will be in Festival Hall at Glastonbury Charter Market tomorrow, it’s been so cold i thought I’d go into...
12/01/2026

Lilith Incenses will be in Festival Hall at Glastonbury Charter Market tomorrow, it’s been so cold i thought I’d go into the warmth for a few weeks. Do come along and say Hi if you’re about ♥️🥰🥰

I will be at the Avalonian Saturday Monthly Market on Saturday, as long as it isn’t snowing. It’s such a delightful mark...
07/01/2026

I will be at the Avalonian Saturday Monthly Market on Saturday, as long as it isn’t snowing. It’s such a delightful market full of magical, creative, artisan folk. Do come along and have a look, there are some amazing things to be found there.
St Dunstan’s Car Park, Magdalene Street, Glastonbury.

Another year has gone by! I would like to thank YOU my beloved customers for all your amazing support! I wish you Joy, L...
01/01/2026

Another year has gone by!

I would like to thank YOU my beloved customers for all your amazing support!

I wish you Joy, Love, Togetherness, Peace and MAGIC for this incredible year ahead!

May your Heart be open,
May your Mind be clear,
May your Body be healthy
May your Spirit shine

May we see deeper into ourselves and radiate further into the world this year.
May we heal and grow together with the Earth and with All Life.
Blessed Be 🌛🌕🌜
🌟⭐🌟⭐🌟⭐

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the houseNot a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;The stockings w...
24/12/2025

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds;
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow,
Gave a lustre of midday to objects below,
When what to my wondering eyes did appear,
But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny rein-deer,
With a little old driver so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment he must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
"Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! on, Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky;
So up to the housetop the coursers they flew
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too—
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a pedler just opening his pack.
His eyes—how they twinkled! his dimples, how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly
That shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight—
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”

I will be at Glastonbury Charter Market in the morning. It’s the last market before Christmas, there will be some amazin...
22/12/2025

I will be at Glastonbury Charter Market in the morning. It’s the last market before Christmas, there will be some amazing stalls there, for any last minute gifts.
Do come and see me for an ‘incense’ experience.

https://lilithincenses.weebly.com/

I will be at Glastonbury Charter Market in the morning, it’s the last market before Christmas, do come along for your la...
22/12/2025

I will be at Glastonbury Charter Market in the morning, it’s the last market before Christmas, do come along for your last minute gifts, there are some awesome stalls.
Do come along and have an ‘incense’ experience 🤗

https://lilithincenses.weebly.com/

In the quiet villages of Ukraine, long before modern tinsel, Christmas trees were decorated with care, filled with simpl...
22/12/2025

In the quiet villages of Ukraine, long before modern tinsel, Christmas trees were decorated with care, filled with simple fruits, nuts, and candles. But a legend tells of a poor family whose tree stood bare, the children’s hopes dimmed by lack of decoration. That night, as they slept, a humble spider crept through the room. Silently, she spun delicate webs across the branches, weaving shimmering threads that caught the candlelight.

When morning came, the family awoke to find the tree sparkling as if dusted with frost and silver. The children laughed with delight, and the parents marveled at the small, hidden magic that had transformed their modest tree. From that day forward, families began to adorn their trees with strands of silver — a reminder of unseen blessings, of humble gifts turned radiant, and of the magic that works quietly in the dark of winter.

In folklore, spiders are threshold creatures, often associated with the unseen realms. They remind us that creativity, patience, and quiet diligence can turn ordinary life into wonder. The tiny webs reflect the sun, moon, and candlelight — just as the midwinter season is a time to notice how even small sparks of light can pierce the longest nights.

This Ukrainian tale also carries a subtle teaching: the ordinary and the miraculous are never far apart. A spider, a creature often overlooked, brings beauty, joy, and protection into the home — just as the winter months, when the world seems still and cold, carry hidden gifts for those who notice.

Reflection:
Where in your life might quiet magic be weaving unnoticed?
What ordinary moments or creatures carry extraordinary gifts if you take the time to see them?
How can your own hands and heart bring light and wonder into the lives around you this winter?

As the tree glimmers, remember the spider’s gift: patience, care, and the enchantment of small, unexpected miracles — the threads of silver that hold the season together.

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