Ink & Hearthfire

“Whispered Offerings: Hearth Magic and the Secret of Álfablót”

“Whispered Offerings: Hearth Magic and the Secr...

As November deepens and all warmth gathers round the flame, we honor the unseen keepers of the home and learn how to make the dark months shimmer with quiet magic.

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“Whispered Offerings: Hearth Magic and the Secr...

As November deepens and all warmth gathers round the flame, we honor the unseen keepers of the home and learn how to make the dark months shimmer with quiet magic.

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The Dark Beneath the Loam

The Dark Beneath the Loam

There comes a season when the soul bends low,where even the crows fall silent...

The Dark Beneath the Loam

There comes a season when the soul bends low,where even the crows fall silent...

Between the Veil and the Hearthfire

Between the Veil and the Hearthfire

When the world thins between autumn and winter, when fog lies like a shawl over the woods and the last apples hang like small moons, it becomes an honest time...

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Between the Veil and the Hearthfire

When the world thins between autumn and winter, when fog lies like a shawl over the woods and the last apples hang like small moons, it becomes an honest time...

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Lost Threads of Thought & Memory; Fibromyalgia & Creating

Lost Threads of Thought & Memory; Fibromyalgia ...

Fibro fog is one of the most hidden parts of my life with fibromyalgia... words slip away, thoughts scatter, and yet my hands still find meaning in craft. This post...

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Lost Threads of Thought & Memory; Fibromyalgia ...

Fibro fog is one of the most hidden parts of my life with fibromyalgia... words slip away, thoughts scatter, and yet my hands still find meaning in craft. This post...

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A Hearthside Tale of the Lady Elder

A Hearthside Tale of the Lady Elder

She’s a doorway, that one... a branch over the door, and malice can’t find the latch. A whistle from her twig, and your prayer flies straight up. But to sleep...

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A Hearthside Tale of the Lady Elder

She’s a doorway, that one... a branch over the door, and malice can’t find the latch. A whistle from her twig, and your prayer flies straight up. But to sleep...

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Ink & Hearthfire

Ink & Hearthfire

A journal of craft, spirit, heartbreak and joy that is stitched from what stirs me... medieval echoes, Nordic animist spirit, and the small magics of everyday life. Crooked, honest, and...

Ink & Hearthfire

A journal of craft, spirit, heartbreak and joy that is stitched from what stirs me... medieval echoes, Nordic animist spirit, and the small magics of everyday life. Crooked, honest, and...