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An Introduction to Kitchen & Cottage Witchery

Witch and witchcraft are buzzwords lately that have us old(er) witches rolling our third eyes. Like anything, learning a new skill takes practice, work, dedication, and humility…. Witchcraft is no different. I have been practicing the “craft” for over a decade and I know that I still have a tremendous amount to learn. That said, if you want to incorporate magick into your daily life through spells, rituals, rites, recipes…etc…I have a few tips.
I think that it is important to note that there are many subsets of witchcraft and some folks like to title themselves as one thing in particular. For instance, I consider myself a Kitchen Witch (and Hedgewitch) because my magick is primarily done in my home/hearth/kitchen. I love fermenting things, concocting herbal remedies, and I believe that the foods we eat can heal us and that they’ve got a magick all of their own…but I digress.

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I look at witchery as a mix of art and science. It’s not some quaint thing to be trivialized in department store gift boxes. Magick is powerful. It can heal you, help you, harm you, and like many spiritual practices, it can enhance your life and help you to find a state of fulfillment and purpose. Now, what’s so trivial about that? If you are new to witchcraft, It might help for you to read up on the various types of witches just to see if any resonate with you…. Now, keep in mind that you may resonate with more than one type of witchcraft. I’m rather eclectic and often use candles, oils, tarot, herbs, moon phases, etc…. to perform my magick. You don’t have to be any one thing, but you should do your research and educate yourself in order to find which path may serve you best.

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As promised, this post is primarily about Kitchen (also known as cottage) or Hearth Witchery. Since we are spending more time at home than ever, I thought it might be appropriate. So, what is Hearth Witchery? Simple, it’s about bringing magick even into the most domestic and mundane. It is the realization that even the most menial tasks can be made enchanting; chores are necessary in keeping your home clean and its inhabitants healthy, but they are also powerful rituals that can aid you and household against negativity and harm. Everything carries an energy and chores can often act as offering to honor your family, certain deities, and spirits, and even yourself.

Cleaning, Cleansing, Sweeping, Mending 

I thought we would first begin with the act of cleaning. A Limpia is a Mexican Spiritual Cleansing ritual, usually performed by your neighborhood Curandera. Paloma Cervantes, a Curandera herself, notes that “a limpia is performed to cleanse the body, mind, and spirit of negative thoughts and energies.” It can rid blockages, reverse hexes, and can help improve your communication with the spirit world. Just as our bodies, minds, and souls sometimes need a good spiritual cleansing, so too do our homes.

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The besom is the traditional witch’s broom, and can be used for ritually cleansing a space. Stuart Dee / Stockbyte / Getty

An easy way to clean our home is by sweeping. Brooms have long been associated with witches and broom lore exists in many different countries and cultures. The act of sweeping can aid you in filling your workspace with specific intentions and rid that space of unwanted, or even stagnant, energies.  If you are trying to draw something to you or manifest a desire, start sweeping at your front door and sweep inward toward the center of your home. Gather the debris in a dustpan and discard in a respectful way ( such as in your compost, garden, or left by your front door.)

If you are trying to rid your home or psyche of something, you’ll essentially do the opposite by sweeping counter clockwise through the house and then with a quick brush outside your front door; gather the debris in a jar or bag and take it off of your property. You can discard it in a bin or leave it at a crossroads that you won’t visit again (you might want to consult with Hecate, goddess of crossroads while performing this ritual).

You can also add herbs and spices to your Sweeps to enhance your intentions; gather your herbs depending on your intent. Below is an example of some herbal sweeps. If you want a personalized consultation and recipe/ herb blends for a specific intention, please contact me!

I’d be happy to work with you!


Abundance / Money Drawing Sweep 

For when your finances need a bit of a fix and you need a bit more help, try this sweep.  Best done on a Thursday (or Friday) in the morning. Be open to new opportunities for abundance and prosperity to walk into your life. It is also worth noting that you need to but in effort for this spell to work alongside your intentions.

This recipe will be dependent upon the size of your space

*all ingredients are best ground, unless otherwise noted 

  • Basil
  • Rosemary
  • 6 All spice berries – six is a powerful number for prosperity
  • Cinnamon
  • Nutmeg
  • Crnmeal (cornmeal to draw things in; baking soda to keep them out… if you are performing a debt banishing, you may consider using baking soda and performing this ritual during the night of or after the full moon)

Cleansing Sweep

A good, all-around, sweep for cleansing spaces of negativity and stagnation. Also great to do this sweep before performing any rituals. You can use this one on carpeted or uncarpeted floors.

  • Sage (cooking sage as white sage is sacred to certain tribal groups and we should not be using it unless it’s ethically sourced from those tribes.)
  • Rosemary
  • Ginger
  • Lemon rind
  • Bay  leaves
  • Salt
  • Baking soda


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I will be adding more information, spells, recipes and rituals regarding Hearth/ Cottage/ Kitchen Witchery periodically. My next segment will be regarding Thresholds and Liminal Deities. Please let me know if you want to hear about anything in particular!

Fire Cider

I made a big batch of Fire Cider today and I’ve got to say that I love the old, economical medicines the best.



Fire cider is an oxymel, meaning that it is made with vinegar and honey. Its a great tonic to warm the body and boost immunity, particularly useful during cold and flu season. It’s got quite a bit of garlic which is known for its antibiotic qualities. Allicin — the major biologically active component of garlic — exhibits antibacterial and antifungal properties and is used in medical treatment and studies

You really need base the amount of ingredients you use with the size of your jar/vessel. To give you an idea, I used about 20 gloves of garlic for a jar of this size (about 2 quarts).

Ingredients you will need:

  • Garlic (lots of it), minced
  • Citrus (oranges, lemons)
  • Ginger, grated
  • Turmeric
  • Horseradish,  freshly grated or minced
  • Onions, roughly chopped
  • Some sort of pepper (I use jalapenos)
  • Apple cider vinegar, with the mother
  • Honey


rosemary (optional extra)You’ll want to peel your garlic, horseradish, and ginger and then finely chop or grate these ingredients (you can totally use a food processor too…no judgment).  Leave your citrus peels on and cut into quarter pieces.  Add all the fruit and veg to the jar; in a separate container, stir the honey and the vinegar (so it’s well mixed) ans then add to the jar. Make sure you’ve got enough to cover the veg mix. Put parchment or cheesecloth on top to insure the mix doesn’t get contaminated with the rust that may form on top of the jar (vinegar does that).


Give it a few good shakes to make sure your ingredients are mixed in well. Label your cider with the date and store it in a cool, dry, and dark place. In about a month, strain your tonic through a chinois and voila, homemade medicine!

Bay Laurel Lore

Parts used: Leaf (dried)

Latin name: Laurus Nobilis

Element: Fire

Season: Summer (Late Summer)

Significance: Apollo, Artemis, Dolphins, Delphi and Laurel.

Medicinal uses: Rheumatism, bile flow, releasing toxins, lung health

A crown of bay good fortune brings

to poets, cooks, scholars, kings.

–Carolyn Dille & Susan Belsinger

I am currently in the process of growing culinary herbs and cultivating plants for my witch’s garden. I am hoping to start making tea blends to sell on my online apothecary (but more on that later). My research in plant medicine, teas, and tonics lead me deeper and deeper into into plant lore. Today, I would like to share the myth, lore, and legend that surround one of the most revered herbs that is likely sitting in a dusty jar in the back of your cabinet yearning to regaled again…soon.


If you have not yet guessed, I’m speaking of the Bay Laurel (Laurus nobilis). In Greece, Bay is called Daphne after the beautiful nymph, Daphne. As the Myth goes, Daphne was transformed into a bay tree to escape the romantic pursuit of Apollo.  The God, heartbroken, made a crown out of bay leaves and branches and wore it to honor her.


It was thought that burning bay leaves could induce a trance-like state. The psychic priestesses at the Oracle of Delphi chewed laurel leaves for inspiration and burned the leaves as incense to induce states of reverie. It is believed that large doses of Bay Laurel can produce an intoxicating effect.

In both ancient Greek and Cretin culture, there is a connection between fortune telling, bay laurel and dolphins. Romans dedicated this herb to Fides, goddess of honor and fidelity. In another myth, Hermes is said to have invented fire by striking a pomegranate against a Bay Laurel tree.

In ancient Rome, fragrance was particularly important as a psychological tool as well as a preventive medicine. Roman soldiers perfumed their weapons, shields and armor in scent of bay.  Upon victory in battle, the winners were awarded with leafy crowns of myrtle or crowns made of wildflowers and grasses where the battle took place. During the triumphal marches back in Rome, generals wore crowns of laurel, which symbolized their victory in both image and fragrance. To the Romans, laurel was the smell of victory.

Magickal Uses

 Bay has been used in magic, ritual, and cookery for thousands of years. Culpeper, in his herbal, wrote that Bay was known for its ‘mystical’ properties, and noted  that Bay Laurel is a “tree of the sun, under the celestial sign Leo, and resisteth witchcraft very potently” – also noting that…neither Witch nor Devil, Thunder nor Lightning will hurt a Man in the place where a Bay-Tree is”.
Complex and aromatic, bay is primarily used as a culinary herb but the lore surrounding this Laurel is just as delectable!⠀⠀⠀

Keep bay in your witch’s cupboard and use for protection, healing, cleansing, clairvoyance, awareness and evoking dreams. In addition, bay is a fantastic herb for kitchen witchery; bay Laurel is enticingly aromatic and does make a beautiful scent for cooking and can be used in a variety of dishes (savory or sweet). If you’re wondering exactly what it smells like, break off a leaf and crush it in your hands, inhale the aroma of citrus, balsam and spice. With its slightly sweet, but cooling and camphor-like scent, it is an herb that is best used dried.



The Ax You Carry

Early summer in Texas. I travel the winding pathways of this ripening year: through fallen petals, overgrown archways and green grass fields browning under a relentless sun, through leaves on trees that seem to open and fall between one heartbeat and the next.

I have hung up my winter hat, cloaked in leathered skin, knees snagged by brambles, boots caked in mud, my steps embarrassingly unsteady, moving slowly through the quiet landscape of an anxious albeit healing mind.
It is not a paved trail. The pathway narrows and rises, dips back, veers forward, then back again. My destination lies somewhere ahead: I can smell the fire of a welcoming hearth, feel the pleasing breeze between the humid air, see the golden glow through the glass of my window guiding me toward something stable, something certain.

The warm summer nights delivering me strength of mind, body, and spirit. The voice inside tells me I am getting there. I am getting there. I have put this journey on hold for too long, dismissing it with distractions, working hard to keep these feelings and thoughts at bay. But I can feel it tugging on my bootlaces, on the strings of my heart, on the threads of thoughts my mind is weaving. This journey is my life right now: inhaling the wind, allying with water, treading sure-footed across warm bedrock.

This journey has its essentials, lessons I need to be present for. Gifts I am needing to give and receive, if I am open to them. If I remain present on this path and not putting life and love on hold until arrival. For it is not the arrival the brings about hope.

If you haven’t noticed, I tend to go on, to spiral, ramble, if you will. My mind races and I’ve never been very good at catching up or getting close to my thoughts. I tend to tuck them away for ‘next time,’ but it seems like that time is now. I have been present not distracted with work or the bustle of daily life, really. So these thoughts have been coming in droves. I’ve been thinking a lot about our ecological well-being, about living in this world, this space and I might get into to that at another time, but for right now I’m honing in on anxiety. Because of this, the words of Rebecca Solnit have been ringing in my ears.

The transformation of despair into hope is alchemical work, necessary work. And what all transformations have in common, writes Rebecca Solnit, is that they begin in the imagination.

“To hope is to gamble,” she says. “It’s to bet on the future, on your desires, on the possibility that an open heart and uncertainty are better than gloom and safety. To hope is dangerous, and yet it is the opposite of fear, for to live is to risk. I say all this to you because hope is not like a lottery ticket you can sit on the sofa and clutch, feeling lucky. I say this because hope is an ax you break down doors with in an emergency; because hope should shove you out the door, because it will take everything you have to steer the future away from endless war, from annihilation of the earth’s treasures and the grinding down of the poor and marginal. Hope just means another world might be possible, not promised, not guaranteed. Hope calls for action; action is impossible without hope.”

The trail dips down, and surfaces and I race down, gaining courage from the king magnolia blossoms, soft against the thorns. I have known depression, anxiety, despair. We have all had these feelings. But on this day, beautiful as it is I am choosing hope. I am choosing movement, ebb and flow, transformation.

I have not yet found the “ax” that I am meant to carry but I remain present, looking for something sharp and not too cumbersome, something that suites my strength. My light with be the stories I read and hear daily, even here on this strange/ethereal social media platform, in many ways the connections I have made here serve as the lights that guide me, the lights in the window, the ones that lead me home.


Time in a Bottle…

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It’s hard to pick up writing again. For me, journaling is not an old friend who  (though years may have passed) you can sit and sip coffee with like no time has turned at all. No, writing remembers…. So, I apologize if this is the other side of eloquent.

I have been working pretty non-stop for about a year, with but a few breaks in between, and though I am grateful, I can’t help but feel worn. This January we moved to Houston and have just gotten the chance to settle in to our little apartment with our equally little family.

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I am savoring all of these moments. These moments of early morning coffee, of the light casting an effervescent glow on the hardwood floors, of the smell of mint and rosemary perfuming the kitchen, of dinners eaten around the coffee table (because we haven’t gotten around to finding one for the kitchen just yet), of midday walks, and of late night conversations talking about everything, saying nothing.

These moments of just living. And breathing. And being enough.

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I’m rather introverted, hermit-like, and recluse-ish (and yes, those might very well mean the same thing), but I have found a small stage in this odd social realm here and on instagram.

I’ve always thought that photos can tell stories sometimes better than words can, capture candid, honest moments: slices in time. Those are the pictures and stories I find myself chasing, that I find myself hungry to tell… even if they are seemingly insignificant.

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These photos for instance portray our little family exploring the neighborhood; a simple act of taking a walk. But for me, this is the depiction of happiness, the closest thing I have to bottling memory.

I can look at these photos in this liminal space and smell spring, see Dexter relentlessly pestering the squirrels, hear the birdsong of finches and wren, and feel her kisses warm on my skin.

Where an outside viewer may just see flowers, I see happiness.

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~ Lindsay


And Maybe…. Mystery


I point my ears to the farthest tree and listen to the needles sway and sing, like a nursery song remembered from childhood.

I’m thinking about mending, about restoring, about the remedy of words.
Dusk settles and my thoughts inch toward alone-ness. I sit on the edge of the dock, watching the light cast the evening in a thin film filled by dust particles. I think of the soul, of how, maybe it smells like the dampness of rain and if it can be mended. A soul who exists in autonomy, hermiting against the waking world.

Content to watch the seeds separate and sow, to watch the birds bend back their beaks in this August heat. The truth is: we exist only inside ourselves, our souls are dormant and our real selves, unactualized.

Often times, we are only ever half a real person. We whisper ourselves to sleep and drown in stagnant waters, warm, and maybe even comfortable.

And, so, the words we use to sooth ourselves begin to ring true; we listen without question, without second thought. It is here that I am reminded of all the tracks I’ve never crossed, all the ones I found myself stepping away from. Even still, I do not understand the reasons why I am here while you are not. I have woken and found myself standing in deep waters, waiting for my world to end. Just spirit encased in a body made of driftwood and echoes and maybe, mystery.

These photos were taken from my recent trip to Northern California. I had the opportunity to volunteer with the forest service to record petroglyphs during the day and the nights, I spent  among the wildwood.


Vibrancy & Vigor: An Ode to Vegetables

I currently reside in a shoebox apartment in the urban area of Austin, Texas. Though my space is a small one, I do try to keep a sensible garden. I’m not an expert gardener but slowly I have noticed my pale thumb turning increasingly green… leaving me thirstier for a bigger area to try my hand at seed and soil.

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“The word vegetable comes from the root that means the very opposite of immobile, passive, dull, or uneventful. Vegere means to animate, enliven, invigorate, arouse. Vegete means to grow, to be refreshing, to vivify, animate. From these roots come words such as vigil, vigilant, and vigor, with all their connotations of being wide-awake, alert, of keeping watch.

‘The understanding…was vagete, quick, and lively,” observed one critic in 1662. Ben Jonson described what he saw as desirable characteristics in woman, ‘faire, young, and vegetous.’ Such respect for the vegetable soul was not confined merely to a robust sensual life, but extended into the religious dimension.


‘Man is righteous in his Vegetated Spectre,’ proclaimed Blake when commenting about the beliefs of the ancient Druids. Elsewhere it was insisted that ‘A vegetous faith is able to say unto a mountain, Be moved into the sea.’ The downward pull of vegetables, of the vegetable soul, has also provided exemplary images of being placed, of being grounded, of having roots.


For example, Jung said, ‘I am fully committed to the idea that human existence should be rooted in the earth.’ He bemoaned modern culture’s lack of earth-based ancestral connections.


As Henry Corbin put it, the past is not behind us, but beneath our feet. What better way to touch the ground than through cabbages, which the poet Robert Bly says ‘love the earth.’ The word root comes from the Indo-European root ra, meaning to derive, to grow out of. To be ‘radical’ is get back to the roots. Radish stems from the same etymological roots.”

Peter Bishop, The Greening of Psychology: The Vegetable World in Myth, Dream, and Healing


“Plants have the ability to transmit energy. Plants draw in and transform earth and water and nutrients and light and make their bodies out of them. Plants are a manifestation of these forces being woven together, and we humans have relied on them to sustain us since the beginning of our evolution. In cultures that are close to the earth I see a recognition of the power of plants to hold and draw energy and to move it along, thereby changing in a healing way. The plant world is constantly whispering to us, if we can hear it.”

– Kathleen Harrison (“Women, Plants, and Culture,” Moonwise)



Micros we get from Joe’s Organics out in East Austin (check out his farm, if you live in the area)

“Many bright people are really in the dark about vegetable life. Biology teachers face kids in classrooms who may not even believe in the metamorphosis of bud to flower to fruit and seed, but rather, some continuum of pansies becoming petunias becoming chrysanthemums; that’s the only reality they witness as landscapers come to campuses and city parks and surreptitiously yank out one flower before it fades from its prime, replacing it with another. The same disconnection from natural processes may be at the heart of our country’s shift away from believing in evolution. In the past, principles of natural selection and change over time made sense to kids who’d watched it all unfold. Whether or not they knew the terms, farm families understood the processes well enough to imitate them: culling, selecting, and improving their herds and crops. For modern kids who intuitively believe in the spontaneous generation of fruits and vegetables in the produce section, trying to get their minds around the slow speciation of the plant kingdom may be a stretch.”
― Barbara Kingsolver, Animal, Vegetable, Miracle: A Year of Food Life


“The single greatest lesson the garden teaches is that our relationship to the planet need not be zero-sum, and that as long as the sun still shines and people still can plan and plant, think and do, we can, if we bother to try, find ways to provide for ourselves without diminishing the world. ”
― Michael Pollan, The Omnivore’s Dilemma: A Natural History of Four Meals

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“The garden suggests there might be a place where we can meet nature halfway.”
― Michael Pollan


10 Useful Herbs for Everyday Magic

“… Always throw spilled salt over your left shoulder. Keep rosemary by your garden gate. Add pepper to your mashed potatoes. Plant roses and lavender, for luck. Fall in love whenever you can.”

― Alice Hoffman, Practical Magic



I am working on a sort of directory of different herbs, their medicinal and magical properties as well as the folklore associated with them. Though I am not an herbalist, I am a cook / anthropologist and have always been fascinated with how herbs play into flavor, culture, magic, old life ways and seem to have collective past all of their own.

I figured I’d start with the 10 that always seem to have a place in my pantry:

  1. Thyme –  Thyme can be found in most modern kitchens due to its culinary uses, but it great for magical work as well. It attracts devotion, friendliness, and admiration from others, making it great for spells and rituals regarding relationships, particularly new ones, including interviews. Additionally, thyme can be used to attract good health, luck and money, banish negativity, and purify your home.
  2. Rosemary – Like thyme, rosemary has a wide variety of uses including purification, love healing, and good luck. It’s a staple for your cabinet for cookery and kitchen witchery alike. Plus, I can’t think of many things that smell better.
  3. Lavender – What a vision this herb is, blooming in a color that doesn’t quite seem real, with a softness and fragrance to match its otherworldliness. Use lavender for love, luck, healing, and dream magic.
  4. Tulsi– Also known as Holy Basil, Tulsi is regarded as life support to many. It is a staple in many tisanes and can be used for calming anxiety, mental clarity, serenity, and happiness.
  5. Bay Leaves – Common in broths & brews alike. This herb is often used to ward off negativity and to enhance dreams.
  6. Anise – Use in sachets for mulled wine, ground up for baked goods, to repel the evil eye, and to restore lost youth.
  7. Linden – Used in soothing herbal teas for cold and flu. Linden is also said to lesson grief and aid in calming.
  8. Dandelion – Often unappreciated as a garden weed, dandelion greens are actually very nutritious. Blend the leaves to create an excellent pesto, or dry for a tea. Dandelion is used for wish making and convening with “spirits.”
  9. Sage – Of course you’ve heard of / seen/ used burned bundles of sage to cleanse spaces, and repel negativity. Use sage in kitchen magic to to very much the same. Sage brings luck, focused intention, wisdom, and protection.
  10. Lemon Balm  – Dried for sachets or used in tea, Lemon balm aids with sleep, clarity, dreams, and fecundity.

*It’s important to note that one should always seek out clean herbs, not prone to pesticides or any foreign additives. Also keep in mind that herbs expire. If you are cooking with them, they are best to dry yourself, keep whole, and store in a dark, dry area. Always buy or gather from reputable sources.

A Simple Silence

How to Be a Poet
(to remind myself)

Make a place to sit down.
Sit down. Be quiet.
You must depend upon
affection, reading, knowledge,
skill—more of each
than you have—inspiration,
work, growing older, patience,
for patience joins time
to eternity…


Breathe with unconditional breath
the unconditioned air.
Shun electric wire.
Communicate slowly. Live
a three-dimensioned life;
stay away from screens.
Stay away from anything
that obscures the place it is in.
There are no unsacred places;
there are only sacred places
and desecrated places.


Accept what comes from silence.
Make the best you can of it.
Of the little words that come
out of the silence, like prayers
prayed back to the one who prays,
make a poem that does not disturb
the silence from which it came.