Free Wheelin’ Witch
@freewheelinwitch.bsky.social
Pansexual witch, writer, tarot reader, dog lover, all around goddess
Winter hikes, spiral inward.
Silence, raucous with knowing
Light re-emerges at Imbolc
Seeds buried deep in the ground, stir.
Musings turning upward
The first juicy tastes of spring.
Silence, raucous with knowing
Light re-emerges at Imbolc
Seeds buried deep in the ground, stir.
Musings turning upward
The first juicy tastes of spring.
February 5, 2024 at 12:56 AM
Winter hikes, spiral inward.
Silence, raucous with knowing
Light re-emerges at Imbolc
Seeds buried deep in the ground, stir.
Musings turning upward
The first juicy tastes of spring.
Silence, raucous with knowing
Light re-emerges at Imbolc
Seeds buried deep in the ground, stir.
Musings turning upward
The first juicy tastes of spring.