From the depth of my grief…

From the depth of my grief, I emerge as a Witch, a Daughter of Isis, a granddaughter of Wanda Baba Yaga, I wake up as a Witch, I am born again. I take in my breath one in the world of the living and another in the world of spirits, souls, the dead… She is my positive ancestress and I am the ancestress of times future past. I journey across the worlds, realms and universes. I gather the knowledge to see, really see - wide and deep. I storm and I erupt. I sooth and I heal. The world around me dancing in a Vortex. Power. Depth. Expansion. Eternity. Infinity. Love.

Granddaughter of Alina, Daughter of Iwona, mother of Norah. Last descendant of Barbara the healer witch.

(Written on 16 February 2025, anniversary of my grandmother’s passing)