So, I finally made it onto Blogger after all this time learning my trade along with its successes and mistakes. I make pagan ritual tools which are wands, athames, staffs, pendulums and ritual cords and magical jewellry. I never ever end up with what I set out to create as I let the wood speak to me and often the end results are surprisingly lovely, along with the strange little disappointments.
I craft in the NorthWest of England from my kitchen table. All the wood I use is found or fallen wood. I rarely, if ever, take from live trees unless the branch is damaged and needs to come off to save stress on the tree. I scour local parkland and woodland and it is good to me. The trees have become my friends, my confidants and my seasonal clock. I am more in tune with them than people I sometimes feel.
My boyfriend started to teach me the trees on the rare days I could get out due to illness last year. He found me wood to craft and gradually as the year went on and my body began to strengthen a little more each day I began to forage in the woodlands myself. Now, I find myself in a place where I don't think I am ever going to get any better but now I can bear it (most days), whereas once I could not so I have made the momentous decision to open up my craft work to the world.
So enjoy what you see coming up. There are no rules and as much as I let the trees tell me what they want I like to sit and listen to the ancient gods and goddesses (and the new ones too) and craft with them in mind to keep their energies alive and strong in this world of fickle memory and forgetfulness.
Blessings from Moons Crafts )0(