The Witch

Welcome to my magical place, where curiosity, magic and mystery is my way of life. A place to explore, dream and wish big. Here witches ride on broomsticks, fairies dance in your hair and black cats purr in your ear. Dance under the stars and let the moon light guide you. It is always and forever autumn in my heart, with the Libra sun and Harvest moon above and the turning earth below. The whistling leaves, the crackling fires and the smell of Halloween is always in air. Cards will be read, stones are cast and naps by candlelight will be had. Welcome to all, and merry meet

A little more about me……

Born proud Canadian, raised in a very traditional Eastern European family. It was important to my family to maintain our culture and traditions, to always remember what we are made of and where we come from. I’m grateful everyday for having the chance to spend my summers with my grandmother in Europe, that small village by the Danube River will never be forgotten. Those memories and that way of life and all that she taught me, all that I learned, all that I was a witness to, will always be apart of me.

Since I was very young I have always been drawn to the more mysterious ways of life. I wouldn’t say I was spiritual in that sense, I didn’t even know what that meant all those years ago. Growing up things just felt different for me. Its hard to describe in words, but I was always listening to the wind whisper in my ears and play with my hair. The roar of thunder and rain hitting the ground so hard it seemed to jump back up and dance.

Seasons would change and I would celebrate in my own small way. But I loved and still do love the autumn season and especially Halloween. Something about the air was different, I just felt it! My family thought I was a weirdo and I use to think to myself, you guys are the weird ones, how can you not love the most magical time of year? I felt it with every bone in my body, there was a shift and I loved it.

Come September I was already decorating my bedroom with bats, pumpkins, ghosts and witches out of construction paper. Collecting leaves, rocks, sticks, snail shells, pine cones, acorns and of course walnuts! Anything that mother nature left behind, I accepted as a gift.  Luckily we had a forest in front of our home and I was in there all the time, playing, hiding, watching the animals. All the kids on the street met in forest, and it was glorious. Time stood still or so it seemed…. until  I could see the twinkling street lights come on and we all knew it was time to go home.

This is the time I believe where my journey began, whether I knew it or not at the time. In a perfect world I would wake up every morning and light a candle, whisper a prayer, help someone else in need.  However my path has not lead me there yet and perhaps it never will.  I am in financing and I am grateful for the opportunities it has given me. The life I am able to live would not be possible without my career, which I am forever thankful for.