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23/08/2026

“The light is diminishing, although in most places almost imperceptibly. Since the year’s longest day, the summer solstice, many weeks have passed; the point of balance, the equinox is coming soon. At the height of summer, a memory of winter intrudes.
Why think of it now? Why not just languish in the heat and the brightness, pretending that nothing will ever change?

But life is nothing but change. Even as we enjoy the sultry weather of late summer, the clock ticks toward the next season. Awareness of time’s passage need not interfere with our appreciation of the moment at hand. In fact, the more aware we are of how temporary each pleasure is, the more we will take time to truly drink it in. Iced tea on a summer’s night, the blink of fireflies against dark leaves, the fragrance of late flowers and ripening fruit — all the sensuous delights of summer are coming to a close. Day’s sister Night is gathering her forces. Enjoy the day as it passes.”

~ Patricia Monaghan, The Goddess Companion, August 11th

“Night, driven away
yields her place to Dawn.
Here she comes,
the white one,
with her shining calf.
One, then the other;
One, then the other;
always they move,
one after the other,
two sisters on the same path. . . .
similar, though seeming different.“

~ Indian Rig Veda

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23/08/2026

Scrying was never about staring into darkness until something appeared.

It was about becoming still enough to notice what was already trying to rise.

Long before crystal balls became the image most people associated with divination, practitioners gazed into polished stone, darkened mirrors, fire, smoke, and other reflective surfaces. Obsidian was especially valued because its black surface did not give the eye a clear reflection to hold onto.

And that was the purpose.

The scrying surface was not believed to contain the vision itself. It acted as a doorway for the mind—quieting the ordinary world long enough for symbols, impressions, memories, and intuitive messages to emerge.

One of the most famous surviving scrying tools is the black obsidian mirror associated with sixteenth-century occultist John Dee. But the mirror itself was crafted in Mexico, where polished stone mirrors already carried deep ceremonial and divinatory meaning long before reaching Europe.

In the old ways, scrying was approached slowly.

The room was dimmed.
The flame was kept behind or beside the seer.
The gaze was softened rather than fixed.
And nothing was forced.

A shadow might shift.
A shape might briefly form.
A memory might surface without warning.
Or a message might arrive as a feeling rather than an image.

The first lesson of scrying was never how to see.

It was how to wait.

Because the moment you begin demanding an answer, the mind starts creating one.

But when you become quiet enough to receive without expectation… that is when the surface begins to deepen.

Have you ever tried scrying?

🖤 The Solitary Witch

23/08/2026

The curtain is coming down. The final act is over. And we are walking off the stage, into the light of our own soul. Before the breakthrough comes the breakdown. And that is exactly where we stand right now. On 20th August Venus, the planet of love, worth and how we value ourselves, peaks in Libra, the sign of harmony, balance and peace. It is asking us to look honestly at every relationship, every commitment, every unspoken agreement we made about how much of ourselves we are willing to give away. And for many of us, the answer arriving right now is devastating in its honesty.

We gave too much. For too long. To too many people who never once asked how we were doing. We stayed in the job that consumed us because leaving felt selfish. We kept showing up for the friend who only called when they needed something. We held together the family dynamic where everyone else's feelings were protected while we suffered in silence. We loved and our devotion was taken as a given. We said yes when everything in us was screaming no because disappointing ourselves felt easier than disappointing someone else.

We called all of it love. We called it being kind. We called it keeping the peace. And now we can see it all clearly for what it was. It was never peace. It was a betrayal of ourselves.

And Venus in Libra is putting an end to it right now. The mask is coming off. We are stepping off the stage of illusion and seeing everything for what it truly is. The friend you always made excuses for, you can suddenly see them clearly. The relationship you kept telling yourself would change, you finally know it will not. The family dynamic you held together for decades, you can no longer play your part in it. The people pleasing is over. The performance has ended. And what you see now with the mask removed cannot be unseen.

Many of us are sitting in a strange and tender space right now. A grief for a life that has not even fully ended yet. You may feel physically drained. Emotionally distant. Unable to pretend for a single second longer. The urge to withdraw from everything and everyone is overwhelming. Your soul is refusing to go back on stage for one more show. It is done. Completely and irreversibly done.

We are between two eclipses and the ground beneath us is still settling. This is not the time to force anything. Do not try to fix what is breaking. Do not chase what is walking away. Sit with the discomfort of not knowing because your soul is clearing out everything that cannot come where you are going. The over-explaining. The fixing. The smoothing over. The script you memorised to keep everyone comfortable. All of it is being stripped away. You cannot be at peace while performing peace for others. Harmony that costs you your authenticity is not harmony. It is a cage with a smile painted on the door. And you have just handed back the key.

Welcome the new you. You have stepped off the stage and into your own life. You speak without apology. You choose peace over obligation. You walk away from what no longer aligns without writing a ten-page explanation for why. The new version of you is not coming. It is already here. It arrived the moment you stopped performing. The stage is empty. The lights are off. And you are finally, beautifully, unapologetically free.

Speak this out loud: My peace is sacred. My energy is sacred. My truth is sacred. I give myself full permission to walk away from everything that asks me to be less than who I am. The old contract is cancelled. I am free.

Read more about how August's powerful energies are shaping your soul path in our free Acknowledgement Articles. Link below.

23/08/2026

The first Sunday of Virgo season is for cleaning what cannot be seen.

Not every home feels heavy from visible clutter. Energy gathers in forgotten corners, around doorways and inside rooms where arguments, grief, exhaustion or worry have lingered.

Begin by opening a window. Sweep each room slowly, moving towards the nearest door, while imagining stagnant energy being lifted and carried out. This is not ordinary cleaning. Each movement tells your home that what has overstayed its welcome must leave.

Add a pinch of salt to warm water and wipe your doorframes, windowsills or altar space. As you work, say:

“I cleanse this home of what no longer belongs. Only peace, protection and nourishing energy may remain.”

Ring a bell, clap your hands or gently strike a singing bowl in corners where the atmosphere feels particularly still. Sound can shift the energy in places a broom cannot reach.

If it is safe for you, burn a small amount of rosemary and allow the smoke to move through the room. You can also simmer rosemary in water or use a fresh sprig to sprinkle your prepared salt water.

When you have finished, stand at the centre of your home and take one deep breath. Notice what feels different.

Virgo season reminds the witch that cleansing is not punishment, perfection or an attempt to control everything. It is an act of care. Sometimes restoring your power begins with clearing one room, opening one window and deciding that yesterday’s heaviness will not follow you into the season ahead.

23/08/2026

As late summer begins leaning towards autumn, rowan trees become heavy with clusters of scarlet berries. For the modern witch, their arrival can mark the beginning of the warding season: a time to protect the home, strengthen boundaries and prepare for the darker months ahead.

Across British and Irish folklore, rowan was treated as a powerful protective tree. Sprigs were hung above doors, gates and stables to guard people and animals from harmful spirits, enchantment and misfortune. Rowan trees were planted near Irish homes, while in Wales they could often be found growing in churchyards. In Scotland, cutting down a rowan was considered deeply unlucky.

Its red berries strengthened this reputation, as red was widely regarded as a protective colour. Each berry also carries a tiny five-pointed mark opposite its stalk, resembling an old protective star. Rowan twigs bound with red thread became household charms, placed near entrances where unwanted forces might attempt to cross.

This is why rowan belongs to threshold magic. It stands between the safety of the home and whatever waits beyond it, guarding the place where one world meets another.

If you gather rowan berries, take only a small amount from a plentiful tree and leave more than enough for the birds. Dry them for protection charms, place them around a candle during warding work or keep a few near your doorway as autumn approaches.

The rowan does not need to chase darkness away. It reminds darkness that your threshold is guarded.

23/08/2026

🌾 AUGUST 23rd, 2026.

WHAT THE HARVEST REVEALS.

Yesterday, the hands began to sort the harvest.

Today, they find the bruise beneath the skin.

We remain within the eclipse corridor, eleven days beyond the Leo Solar Eclipse and five days from the Pisces Lunar Eclipse. The Sun is now in Virgo, the Moon moves through Capricorn, and the first major solar aspect of Virgo Season is a trine to Chiron in Ta**us.

That is quite an opening.

Virgo entered yesterday asking us to sort, tend and discern.

Today, it shows us what requires care.

Not because everything uncomfortable needs fixing.

But because a good healer, herbalist, witch, craftsperson or keeper of the land learns very quickly that you cannot tend something properly until you have noticed what is actually wrong.

💫 TODAY’S ENERGY.

The Capricorn Moon begins by opposing Mars in Cancer.

Capricorn says: keep going.

Cancer says: something here needs protecting.

One speaks through responsibility, the other through instinct, memory and feeling. And we may notice the tension between what needs doing and what we genuinely have the capacity to carry.

Then comes one of today’s most important movements.

The newly arrived Virgo Sun trines Chiron in Ta**us.

Earth speaks to Earth.

Virgo examines. Ta**us embodies. Chiron reveals the place where experience has left something tender.

This can bring attention towards the body, security, resources, worth, stability and the places where survival itself has taught us certain habits.

But I would not reduce Chiron to the familiar phrase “the wounded healer.”

Chiron teaches through what cannot simply be erased.

Some experiences are not removed from us. We learn how to carry them differently. We develop knowledge because we have lived beside something long enough to understand its terrain.

And Virgo asks a far more useful question than:

How do I make this disappear?

It asks:

What does this actually need?

Later, the Capricorn Moon squares Saturn in Aries and then Venus in Libra.

By the end of the day, all four Cardinal signs have entered the conversation.

Cancer protects.

Libra relates.

Capricorn carries responsibility.

Aries preserves autonomy.

You may not be able to satisfy every demand equally today.

That is not necessarily failure.

Sometimes discernment means knowing what must be tended first.

🌑 THE ECLIPSE CORRIDOR.

Eleven days behind us.

Five days ahead.

We are getting close now.

And there is something particularly interesting about Chiron appearing here, between a Leo Solar Eclipse and a Pisces Lunar Eclipse.

Eclipses disturb familiar light.

Chiron shows us where experience remains tender.

Virgo asks us to look carefully before Pisces opens the waters.

Yesterday we began sorting the basket.

Today we discover that some things cannot simply be divided into keep and discard.

Some things need tending.

Some need repairing.

Some need resting.

Some need understanding.

Some need stronger boundaries around them.

And some have already become part of who we are.

There is a tendency within modern spiritual language to make release the answer to everything.

Release the wound.

Release the past.

Release the attachment.

Release the pattern.

But anyone who has walked a spiritual path for long enough knows that transformation is more complicated than that.

Some things are released.

Some are integrated.

Some become wisdom.

Some become boundaries.

Some become medicine.

And some become the reason we recognise another person’s pain when they place it before us.

The approaching Pisces Lunar Eclipse may eventually ask something to leave.

Virgo first asks us to understand what we are holding.

🌾 THE WHEEL.

Here upon my own Wheel, we continue travelling between Lughnasadh and Mabon.

And anyone who has ever gathered fruit understands today’s teaching.

Not every apple upon the tree ripens perfectly.

Some carry marks.

Some have been pecked by birds.

Some have fallen.

Some are bruised.

And the experienced hand does not automatically throw every imperfect fruit away.

It looks.

It turns it over.

It knows the difference between a bruise that can be cut away, fruit that should be used immediately, something suitable for preserving and something that genuinely needs returning to the earth.

That is discernment.

And it is exactly where Virgo belongs within the harvest.

The keeper does not demand perfection from what the season has grown.

She learns how to work with what is actually there.

For those walking another expression of the seasonal Wheel elsewhere upon the Earth, the teaching remains the same. Look at what your land is showing you now.

Growth has its conditions.

Rest has its conditions.

Harvest has its conditions.

So does healing.

The witch pays attention to them.

🧙 THE OLD WAYS.

Before healing became something purchased in a bottle, much of it began with observation.

Which plant?

Which part?

What season?

What preparation?

What quantity?

For what purpose?

The root and leaf of the same plant are not necessarily interchangeable. A herb gathered at one stage of growth may not carry precisely the same properties as it does at another. Drying, steeping, infusing, grinding and storing each change what happens next.

Knowledge mattered.

This is one of the reasons I resist the modern tendency to reduce witchcraft to correspondences.

Rosemary does not become “for protection” and stop there.

The Craft asks us to know what we are working with.

Virgo belongs to that precision.

And there is another old practice worth remembering today: mending.

Cloth was patched.

Tools repaired.

Handles replaced.

Jars reused.

Food preserved.

Objects maintained rather than immediately discarded.

There is magic within repair because repair requires us to understand how something was made in the first place.

Perhaps that is one of today’s quieter teachings.

Not everything showing wear has reached the end of its usefulness.

✨THE GODS BESIDE THE WORKBENCH.

Lugh remains strongly present as Virgo Season begins.

The many skilled one belongs wherever knowledge becomes craftsmanship. A tool in an untrained hand is merely an object. Skill changes what becomes possible through it.

And from the Northern current, Eir enters today’s teaching.

Eir is associated in the Norse sources with healing and medical skill, and that word skill matters. Healing here is not simply wishing suffering away. There is knowledge involved. Care. Knowing what to do and when to do it.

Beside her I would keep Sif from yesterday.

Something was taken from Sif and could not simply be put back as though nothing had happened. What followed required extraordinary craftsmanship from the smiths of Norse lore.

The result did not erase what had occurred.

It created another form.

And that sits beautifully beside Chiron today.

Healing does not always mean becoming the person you were before something happened.

Sometimes there is no road backwards.

There is only the question of what can now be made from what remains.

Lugh brings skill.

Eir brings healing knowledge.

Sif carries transformation after loss.

Chiron carries wisdom acquired through the tender place.

And Virgo places all of it upon the workbench.

💜 THROUGH THE EYES OF A MEDIUM.

The sorting table remains this morning.

But one piece of fruit has been placed separately.

I see a hand turn it over.

There is a bruise upon one side.

And strangely, nobody throws it away.

The hand simply rests there for a moment.

That is the image Spirit keeps returning me to.

And it reminds me of something I have seen repeatedly through years of mediumship.

People often believe that healing should eventually mean not feeling something anymore.

Grief is one of the clearest examples.

But grief does not always disappear because healing has occurred.

Sometimes healing means the memory no longer destroys the day.

You can speak their name.

You can remember the room.

You can hear the song.

You can feel them close.

The love remains.

The absence remains.

But your relationship with both has changed.

Spirit does not always come through to remove grief.

Sometimes those who have passed come through because love has learned another way to exist.

That is very different.

And if an old tenderness rises today, I would not immediately ask:

Why am I still feeling this?

I would ask:

How differently am I carrying this now?

There may be far more healing in that answer than you realise.

🕯️ PRACTICAL WITCHCRAFT.

Keep your eclipse stone undisturbed.

Keep the key.

Keep yesterday’s preservation jar.

We are building this working deliberately across the corridor rather than performing unrelated rituals every day.

Today, take a piece of natural thread.

Hold it between both hands and think of something in your life that is not broken, but requires care.

That distinction matters.

Tie one knot.

Not nine.

Nine belongs to completion and we are not completing anything today.

One knot marks attention.

As you tie it, say:

I see what asks for tending.
I give care where care is due.
I do not mistake tenderness for weakness.

Tie the thread around the neck of your preservation jar.

Then leave it.

Do not ask it to heal everything.

Do not load it with ten intentions.

The working has one purpose:

to acknowledge what you have chosen to tend.

A witch should know what her working is for.

🕯️ DAILY PRACTICE.

Before you push through something today, ask:

Does this require effort, or does it require care?

They are not the same.

Sometimes effort is exactly what is needed.

Sometimes another hour at the desk is not discipline.

Sometimes saying yes is not kindness.

Sometimes keeping the peace is not balance.

Sometimes continuing is not strength.

Capricorn can carry enormous weight.

Mars in Cancer can defend fiercely.

Saturn can endure.

Venus can accommodate.

But wisdom knows when each of those gifts has become excess.

🜃 THE EARTH REMEMBERS.

There is something else about today’s Earth emphasis that I would not overlook.

Virgo Sun.

Chiron in Ta**us.

Capricorn Moon.

Three Earth signs carrying much of today’s story.

Earth records consequence.

Walk the same path repeatedly and a track forms.

Water the same ground and something grows.

Neglect it and something else grows.

Work with your hands for years and the skill eventually lives within them.

This is how practice becomes Craft.

Not because we performed something once beneath a spectacular Moon.

Because we returned.

Again.

And again.

Until knowledge became embodied.

Our ancestors understood this because survival demanded it.

The herbalist learned the plants through seasons.

The smith learned the metal through heat.

The weaver learned tension through thread.

The farmer learned the field through weather.

The witch learned her Craft by practising it.

There are forms of knowledge that cannot be hurried because time itself is one of their ingredients.

That is Virgo’s Earth magic.

✨ THE MYSTERY.

The story continues.

The mist obscured the road.
The well took us beneath.
The shadow revealed.
The crossroads demanded awareness.
The torch illuminated.
The basket gathered.
The hands began to sort.

And today,

one thing upon the table asks to be tended.

Perhaps this is where the harvest becomes truly sacred.

Not when everything is perfect.

But when we know what to do with what isn’t.

Lugh brings skill.

Eir brings knowledge of healing.

Sif reminds us that restoration does not always mean returning to what was.

Chiron reveals what experience has taught through tenderness.

Virgo examines carefully.

Capricorn asks what can endure.

And Pisces waits five days ahead with the eclipse waters.

There will be things to release.

But not today.

Today we learn something more difficult.

How to care for what remains.

✨ BLESSING.

May Lugh bring skill to the work placed before your hands.

May Eir guide you towards the care that is actually needed.

May Sif remind you that another form can still hold beauty and value.

May Chiron reveal the wisdom already living beside the tender places.

May Virgo give you discernment without demanding perfection.

May Capricorn give you strength without teaching you to mistake exhaustion for resilience.

May Mars protect what genuinely requires protection.

May Venus remind you that reciprocity includes allowing yourself to receive.

May your ancestors and guides stand close wherever old tenderness carries memory.

And wherever upon this Earth you stand, may you recognise that the living world does not heal by returning to yesterday.

It heals by continuing to grow around what has changed.

Eleven days behind us.

Five days ahead.

The eclipse corridor continues.

The harvest lies upon the table.

And today,

we tend what remains.

Blessed Be.
Justine 🧙🏼‍♀️💜🌾

23/08/2026

The old year is turning.

Already, something moves beneath the leaves.

A change in the wind.
A darkening of the earth.
The first quiet breath of autumn.

Fox knows.

She has walked this turning before,
through old tracks and fallen leaves,
through dusk and root and memory.

The ancestors knew it too.

That nothing is lost in the turning.
That every ending curls inward,
like the ancient labyrinth,
towards another beginning.

Old earth.
Old blood.
Old paths beneath our feet.

Walk softly now.
Autumn is coming.

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