As a child I remember the things my mother taught me, the first be true to yourself and the second never forget the magic. I believe we have forgotten the magic we cant achieve it by reading books or living through someone elses ways. We need to find it deep down within ourselves. Wicca is magic, its the magic of a sunrise, the birth of a plant, the Strength of a thunderstorm Its the innocence of times past. Now dont take me wrong I dont suggest that we forgot taking classes or learning all we can but I want you to refuse to be a textbook witch feel it from the tips of your toes to the top of your head and dont worry if you forget which way is North or south in the middle of a park. The wise ones (my mom and My grandmother) said keep it simple you really dont need all that fancy stuff and thats what I intend to share with you the simple way and laugh a lot.  

My Mothers Love spell 

One Pink pillar candle, rose oil, a picture of your intended, some mood music (Im not kidding she said Frank Sinatra but whatever you like) .Put three drops of rose oil on your pillow then light the candle with your left hand and hold the picture and say

Goddess of love hear my plea bring my love to me through joy and strife send him/her into my life.

Let the candle burn for 13 minutes and snuff it out does not blow it out. Go to bed then wait three days then call him or her and ask them out for dinner. Then my mother would say If the say no then you dont need them in your life anyway.  

My Mother and grandmother were very magical women as I believe all women are but because of the times they had to hide what they were to pretend to believe in something else to survive but when the doors were closed the magic swirled like the life-force it truly is. We are all still in the broom closet to our families and to society and maybe now is time we come out and maybe magic is the only thing that can save the world. 

Well My little witches its time for My Mother, My Grandmother and I to say

Blessed Be and maybe Ill Return. 

Gabriella