Herb of the Week: Benzoin This week’s herb is Benzoin Benzoin Gum-Styrax benzoin common names: Ben, Benjamin, Gum Benzoin, Siam Benzoin, Siamese Benzoin Gender: masculine, Element: Air, Planet: Sun, Benzoin is a balsamic resin. Normally the trees do not produce it or any substance analogous to it, but the infliction of a wound sufficiently severe … Continue reading Herb of the Week — Ravenhawk’s Magickal Products
Category: Herbs and Plants
Mythology for Every Day of the Week — Ravenhawk’s Magickal Products-Candles Cloaks Ritual Boxes
FEBRUARY 04, 2021 BY EMBER GRANT READ TIME: 11 MINS We are surrounded by mythical connections every day—the most obvious is in the names of our days of the week. This may not be news to you, but in exploring the details of each name we strengthen our connection to our daily spiritual and magical … Continue reading Mythology for Every Day of the Week — Ravenhawk’s Magickal Products-Candles Cloaks Ritual Boxes
Spring Flowers, Magical Bluebells.
Herbs for Visionary Work at the Winter Solstice
Happy Winter Solstice Dana
Plants are our medicine, our teachers, our friends, and help us connect deeply to spirit in a wide variety of ways including through spiritual work. Long before recorded history, our ancient ancestors used plants of all kinds. Ötzi, the ancient ancestor who was preserved in ice and who lived between 3400 and 3100 BCE, was found with multiple kinds of plants and mushrooms, including birch polypore (a medicinal mushroom) and the tinder fungus, a mushroom often used for transporting coals starting fires. I love plants, and I love the ancestral connections and assistance that they can provide. In more recent history, we can look to a variety of cultures that use plants in ways that help alter or expand consciousness.
What better time to do some deep visionary work than at the winter solstice, when the world is plunged in darkness? It is in these dark times that we…
View original post 2,809 more words
Rosemary, “Remember Me”
Rosemary is the smell of deja vu and the after-breath of nostalgia. Her gift is the faint scent that teases and vanishes, leaving you longing for something you can’t quite name, with memories that crest and crash, pulling you gasping into their undertow.
In Victorian times Rosemary was said to say, “Remember me.” This is but a small part of her magic. Rosemary can ease remembrance, softening sharp edges, or she can dredge the distant past, pulling on your DNA to bring forward the longings of lineage. Crush the leaves. Hold them to your nose. The past is encoded into our cellular memory. Rosemary whispers, Sink into the knowledge that lives in your bones. Let memory rise up from the body of your being.

Honoring…
View original post 2,323 more words

You must be logged in to post a comment.