Sorceress Maggie Moon
Bean Feasa. Dancer between worlds. Teacher of the Old Ways.
By blood, bone, root and stone, the Old Magic Lives.
Step into the wild where the forest remembers your true name.
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Greetings and welcome,
I am Maggie Moon,
Bean Feasa of wild earth and starlight,
herb craft and spell song,
bone deep, land rooted, fire forged.
Born of the ancestral bloodlines of
Scotland, Ireland, the Isle of Man, and Britain.
I walk the living current of the Old Ways,
Inspired by the old magic of the untamed lands.
where magic breathes through the wild
and through the bones of those who remember.
I walk the hedge where worlds strike sparks,
where root and wind speak in omen and pulse,
where spirit moves through flesh
and bone remembers its power.
My craft rises from herb and ember,
from movement as spell,
from breath that commands energy into form,
as relentless and sacred as land reclaiming stone.
I work magic that lives in sinew and blood,
magic that rises feral and unapologetic,
magic that grows like ivy over abandoned chapels,
claiming every inch back for the wild.
Welcome who feel the call in marrow and myth,
for those who honor land, flame, shadow, and bone,
for they who are unbound by doctrine,
the ones who choose ancient truth
over the illusions that try to tame it.
Enter, if the wild knows your name
or if you feel its pull rising in your bones.
Stand unshaken.
Walk as spell and feral breath.
Rise as earth rises, unstoppable, enduring, alive.
The Lilithian Tarot
Beneath the polished surface of the world runs a raw current, older than language the current of Lilith, first woman, untamed will, and the original voice that would not bow.
The Lilithian Tarot is drawn from that pulse.
Forged through hundreds of hours of art and ritual, this seventy-eight-card deck carries her fire and her defiance into form. Each card is a mirror and a key, alive with the same current that moves through spell and shadow.
Used for divination, it reveals the hidden pattern of what is.
Used in spellcraft, it opens portals, amplifies power, and calls the unseen to attention.
These cards are thresholds: into other worlds, into the deep interior of the self, into the places where instinct and awakening meet. These are living tools for those who walk the old paths and dare to know their own depth and power.
All things have their season
My craft follows the old rhythms, moon tide and sun wheel, root and blossom, stillness and surge.
Offerings live and breathe here, appearing when the time is ripe,
guided by spirit, earth whisper, and inner knowing.
I work year round with witches, seekers, dreamers, and the wild hearted.
My hands are always in the work, spell craft, divination, teaching, embodiment, enchantment.
The emphasis simply shifts with the turning of the seasons.
There are tides when spell craft burns brightest,
tides when teaching and movement rise to the forefront,
and tides when my cauldron turns toward creation,
shaping oils, candles, salts, and charms born from land, star, and unseen ally.
Traditional witchcraft lives in my bones and faery craft hums beneath my skin.
My path roots in land, lore, and the breath of the Otherworld.
Here magic rises through movement, through earth, through breath and sensation,
where body remembers, spirit listens, and the unseen stirs close.
You will find offerings in
• Witch yoga and embodied witchcraft
• Tarot and otherworld guided readings
• Spell work and crafted rites
• Ancestral and hedge witch teaching
• Hand crafted charms, oils, and candles when the current calls
Nothing here is hurried.
Everything ripens in its hour.
This is a path of instinct, devotion, and seasonal becoming.
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When a custom working stirs,
and you feel the whisper of a craft that longs to be shaped by my hand,
send word through the ether,
and it will reach me directly.
