Spells of Sweetness
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Hello friends, I had oral surgery last week, and now that I’m able to eat kind-of-solid-but-still-mushy food, I’m making oatmeal every morning. As a consequence, I’ve been engaging in some simple honey magic. No, I’m not harvesting my own honey. No, I’m not leaving a jar of honey out beneath the full moon. Those are two magical things to do, but my ambitions right now are simpler. All I am doing is this: Gathering some honey on a teaspoon, I drizzle the golden amber substance into the bottom of my breakfast bowl. Mostly, I do this in sun-wise swirls of invocation, though other times I trace out more distinct shapes. As the honey drizzles from the spoon, I speak an intention in my mind, casting a small spell. Then, I add the oatmeal and a dollop of smooth peanut butter, and stir. As I eat my breakfast, I allow my intention to enter my body, literally filling my stomach and giving me fuel for the day. It’s a simple practice that adds magic and sweetness to a day of work and chores. Do you have simple rituals you engage in? Do you stir your tea or coffee a certain way. Do you spend time in contemplation? Do pause before touching a doorknob as a way to recall your wandering mind? I tend to do all of these, to remind myself throughout the day that grounding myself in the ordinary is important, that magic is everywhere, and that my presence is required. Wishing you some sweetness and magic this week, no matter where you are. Best wishes — Thorn For a limited time, I have gorgeous, signed, print omnibuses of the Witches of Portland discounted in my shop! The trio of nine-books-in-three are up at ThornCoyleBooks now. US shipping only for signed books. Folks outside the US can still order unsigned copies, or get the individual nine novels from your favorite bookseller.
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T. Thorn Coyle
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