Author Archives: aescianeandthemoon

About aescianeandthemoon

I am a Celtic-eclectic pagan, a Witch by soul's right, who is also a paranormal investigator and enjoys writing, reading for pleasure, and socializing.

Determined To Save Me

I was told once, long ago, that in order to heal, I must face myself.  Well, no one ever told me that facing yourself hurts so much.  Digging that deep, down to the scrapings of marrow in your heart, it’s … Continue reading

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The Itchhh

Tonight is a rare night that due to exegent circumstances, I cannot attend a show. I cannot tell you how itchy and cranky this makes me.  I went to a show last night.  I’m going to a show tomorrow night. … Continue reading

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Esoteric Empathy – Raven Digitalis

Esoteric Empathy: A Magickal & Metaphysical Guide to Emotional Sensitivity This book is incredible.  I haven’t finished it completely, but I am spellbound by how extensively Digitalis describes different aspects of empathy and how much help it has been … Continue reading

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Call To Me

Call to me, music of the gods, bringer of healing sound and rhythm fair deepest of rivers thrum with your beat as the rain adds to its depths and a fresh layer of drumbeats beckon me Call to me, muses … Continue reading

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Will o’ the Wisp

I feel like I’m adrift again, but this feeling is not new, nor will it ever be new – and I’ve a feeling it won’t grow old, either.  There are certain states I find myself in that are extremely confusing … Continue reading

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The Illusion of Life and the Truth of It 

Two dark things undo me, untie me like a knot, destroy me:  Love and memory.  I held a black candle up to illuminate my own soul, and this it asked of me…  Burn me down, from the inside out, and … Continue reading

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I am not your damsel and I am not in distress

I am the curves of a labyrinthine spiral, dipping my hips in the way only I can.  If you inhale my scent, you will smell vervain and meadowsweet, with a hint of lavender.  I wind my arms in this dance, … Continue reading

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