Ahh, the 9-5 – every witch’s nemesis.
Or, at least, that’s what we tell ourselves.
As a green witch living in the modern world, I know first-hand the quiet grief of feeling your magickal connection slide with every Teams notification.
Even with the strongest intentions, I’ve found myself foregoing a morning walk in the woods or skipping a dawn Beltane ritu…
Originally published on Substack
