Welcome to my little piece of the
T he Land That Time Forgot
Old-growth forests are woodlands that have developed over long periods without catastrophic disturbances of either natural or human origin. Often referred to as “virgin forests.” Such is the place where I call home. It’s the perfect setting for who I am and what I do.
I’m a witch—a natural witch—who sees all of nature as the quiet, spiritual realm where I may follow the ways of the early wise women and shrewd men who once walked this earth plane with respect and admire ability. These people were at one time the great sages, healers and magicians of their communities who lived in harmony with the land. I’ve lived all over the United States—Southern California mostly—but when my husband and I moved to Oregon a couple of years ago, I realized that I had truly come home.
To me, this is accurately recognized as the Land that Time Forgot. It’s an area where the rhythms and tides of nature still rule the earth and where a true natural practitioner may find the simple elegance of living, an elegant art.
To that end, I would like to invite you into my world—my Hollow—as I call it. Deep within the lush forest that backs my home is a lovely, gnarled old tree, and within its massive trunk is my Hollow . . . the place where I go to study, meditate, relax and gather my thoughts.
So grab your besom, conical and cape and come on in. Join me within my little sanctuary in the woods, and enjoy the magick that dwells in this special place. For If The Broom Fits all paths to enchantment will surely abound.