“Under the moon, with earth beneath my feet and stars overhead, I remember who I am.”
Greetings, wanderer. You’ve stepped into the sacred shadows of The Witching Hour, the moment when the veil thins and the world leans into magic. I’m Catherine nature daughter, spell-weaver, and soul seeker.
I walk the green path, hand-in-hand with witchcraft and the whispering wilds. Plants speak, stones remember, and the wind has secrets for those who listen. My craft is rooted in earth-based magick, seasonal cycles, and ancestral reverence. By night, I trace sigils in smoke and read omens in candle flame; by day, I speak softly to growing things.
I am proud to walk with a witchcraft coven that feels more like a soul family. Together, we honor the elements, the turning of the Wheel, and the old ways that still burn quietly beneath modern skin.
I’m also blessed to call TheRea1Thing a true friend and ally on this strange, beautiful journey. If they sent you here, you’re already interesting.
I believe in intuition over dogma, respect over ego, and beauty found in the wild and strange.
Here, among the fangs and firelight of Vampire Rave, I seek connection with fellow nightkind, mystics, and seekers of truth. Whether you walk the vampyric path, the crooked path, or your own if you do so with intention I see you.
Feel free to reach out if you want to talk witchcraft, lunar rites, or just share a good omen.
Blessed be.
Catherine – thewitchinghour
