Many people feel that we come closest to magic during the holiday season – when Christmas carries its enchantment and sprinkles Santa dust throughout the land – but I’m more of a believer in magic in the fall. This is when the spells of the year are cast, and Halloween only adds to the eerie belief in contacting other realms. The veil between here and such places feels thinnest in the fall, when smoke rises from burning leaves, and the air is fit for carrying such entities as witches and warlocks. Travel between worlds seems more possible at this time of the year.
The pointy hat seen here is a nod to the season. I will pair it with a copper-colored woolen cape, to ward off the wind as well as any other ill-intending-spirits. When you open up your mind to such possibilities, the bad can enter as easily as the good. One wants to be careful, as with any invitation. The days of inviting the entire world to my parties are done.
A candle of bitter orange & cardamom burns, its spicy scent a balm for the cooler nights we’ve had. Who knows what it might attract? In the attic, rain sounds on the roof. Closer to the sky, and whatever hides above the clouds.
