Now Available: A Gathering of Witches – Sorcerous Folktales & Curious Accounts

My latest book, A Gathering of Witches: Sorcerous Folktales & Curious Accounts, is now available via Amazon, and will become available through all other book-type channels and venues in the coming days. This work is a collection of ninety-two folktales of witchery, retold from old tales originating in Scotland, Ireland, Wales, the Isle of Man, the New World, and England, including the distinct Celtic nation of Cornwall.

Many entries here contain old charms and superstitions, rituals and incantations to various ends–both good and ill. For practitioners of the old folk crafts, these stories carry practical knowledge (sometimes hidden in plain sight), folkloric symbolism, and deep, resonant truths that guide us in our ways. But from any perspective, practitioner or no, I find these stories brimming with curiosity and charm. Each tale notes the originating culture, so that we who are the ancestors of these peoples can peer deeply into its symbols and details, rooting more firmly into the ways of those who came before us.

My heart is full of gratitude for the many generations of human voices that have carried these tales forward. They have been told on dark nights, beside hearths and candles and loved ones tucked into their warm beds. They have been told through ages of oppression and greed, cruelty and turmoil, injustice and suffering, much like the times we are enduring now. Nothing, after all, is truly new.

I hope that these stories can bring to readers that old, good, nourishing magic of delight and reconnection with ourselves, of feeling not alone, but endlessly and immeasurably connected in that great cacophony of voices, echoing across the ages, voices that conjure us forward even now, saying: Look. Look here. Look who has walked into this age with you, beside you, within you. Look at these dreams we have kept safe for you. Look, and see what many hands can carry.

Details:
-Paperback
-352 pages
-92 folktales
-Includes 40 illustrations by the author

In this new collection, ninety-two folktales and historical accounts of age-old witchery are reinvigorated with fresh, vivid language and accessible storytelling. The witches here come in many forms, not only the legendary malevolent practitioner of dark intent, but also the village healer, the seer, the wise man, and the conjuror of spirits.

Among these treasures of antiquity, we find the woodland witch who roams the land as a hare, a cat, a bird, or even a deer. We find sea-witches and wind-witches who can conjure gentle gales or dire tempests at will. We find charmers, cunning folk, and white witches who can return curses back on those who cast them. We find accounts of old charms, spells, and talismans that were once the stuff of legend.

A Gathering of Witches breathes fresh life into these folktales of ages past, many from Scotland and the New World, reflecting the author’s own heritage, but also tales from Ireland, Wales, the Isle of Man, and England—including several tales from the distinct witch lore of Cornwall. These stories of various witching folk, considered together, illustrate the ways the lore of witchcraft has spread its branches over time, being both similar and unique across cultures.

A work of love dedicated to the beauty of old witch-lore, A Gathering of Witches is a treasury of tales that capture the long-held beliefs, customs, and superstitions that shaped for previous ages the magic conjured by the word witch.

Horse Nettle

Here is a thorn among the green,
Sharp and tender as a tooth.
Here are five songs for the dead,
Five movements, five gestures,
Five dances for that dark company
In five ballrooms, every one as lush
As these woods in the long exhale
At the end of summer. The grasses
Yellow, and the flower in the throng
Of barbed horse nettle sharpens
Its bone-white blades, pale as haunting,
Against the grit of forest floor. What
Does the ghost of the poison flower
Dream as she withers around her globe
Of fruit, clutching her green pearl,
Her waxing prize, even as her petals
Dry to husk? Not even the blackbirds
Can conjure the music she hears,
The sixth song, the one no creature
Of flesh can sing, fragile as we are.

Black Nightshade

“Black nightshade is sometimes confusingly referred to as ‘deadly nightshade’ in older herbals due to its fruit, which does somewhat resemble the berries of the belladonna plant. Its flowers are quite distinct, though, being small and very delicate blooms of white and yellow. The American variety (solanum ptychanthum) has glossy berries, while the berries of the solanum nigrum are typically more matte in appearance. Most varieties of black nightshade contain levels of the toxin solanine that are quite dangerous to the body…”

-from The Charmer’s Root: Witching Ways with Common Flora

Original illustration based on a plant found in the wild.

New Occult Art Prints Available

As many of you know, I’ve been in love with woodcuts for the longest time, which prompted me to take a printmaking class years ago. After developing my own process of woodcut-style illustration for the Age of Witchery Tarot, I’ve decided to take another leap and reinstate my old Threadless-powered art shop with some new work. These pieces are now available for purchase in the form of fine art prints, greeting cards, tees, and pins. Visit the shop here.

The Old Christmas–and Its Witchcraft

It should come as no surprise to pagans anywhere today that I insist on the dark tide of winter as a season relevant to many old forms of folk witchery. Whether we call it Yule or Winter Solstice or by any other name, the magic of this season enfolds so many old superstitions, folktales, and charms. But many of the old treasures of folk witchery do not use the word Yule; it is in the folklore of Christmas that we most often find these historic accounts of divination, spells, and spirits.

Most of our ancestors who practiced folk craft observed the rites of Christmas, and despite what many would have us believe, they most likely understood, in their own way, that their favorite Christmas traditions were pagan in origin. Our great-great-grand-somethings were no fools. They knew that the symbols at the heart of Christmas, gathered like jewels in a chest over hundreds of years, were older than the church and its story of the Christ child. They understood that belief and magic are complex and paradoxical at times; that to observe Christmas and to practice our art was not incongruous, but as natural as the complex evolution of the holiday itself over the ages. I’m not advocating for all pagans to embrace Christmas. (I am not even a Christian, so that would be ridiculous.) But for those who are truly interested in forms of real folk witchery alive and active in the early modern period, I am suggesting that we perhaps look beneath the surface of things, lest these treasures melt away from our grasp like snow.

One older practice associated with Christmas that is less prevalent today involves the use of a three-tapered candle resembling a fork. William Hone, in 1823, calls it a “triangular candle,” and provides the following illustration of its form:

Hone attests to the use of this candle as a part of Easter celebrations, but Thomas Hervey, in 1837, describes its use among the Irish peasantry, insisting that they were lit as “Christmas candles,” with garlands of evergreen strung around them as a kind of replacement for or extension of the Yule log. Their lighting was observed with serious ceremony, and once the three prongs had burned down into one, the remaining single-wicked candle was saved for use later in divination by gazing into its flame.

Even today, the Christmas candles adorned with evergreen garland, which are often lit in sequence relating in some form or another to the nativity story, are actually a modern iteration of the Yule log. Whereas poor and rural families gathered about the log burning in the fireplace, wealthier households began lighting candles decorated with garland as a kind of posh replacement, and it is this tradition that gave way to the decorated candles so many place as the centerpiece of the Christmas feasting table, with or without knowing that this is, in fact, the Yule log around which they gather.

Some of the old witching traditions of Christmas call on ancient spirits in the form of saints and legendary pseudo-biblical figures, not the least of which being the three Magi, whose names are Balthazar, Melchior, and Caspar. The consecration of Three Kings Water on the Twelfth Night is a well-known tradition of Scottish origin, this water being used to bless doorways and persons for protection throughout the year. In a broader sense, though, there is something exquisite in the survival of these three sorcerers of the ancient world in Christmas traditions, allowing us as charmers, conjurors, and cunning folk an entry point into a celebration that can feel, on the surface, very Christian. The rituals and lore of the three Magi are emblematic of the path of sorcerous folk through this holiday long before us, like a sign left along a winding trail, a clue hinting that even serpents may celebrate the luminous star that shines on this night–if perhaps in our own shadowed ways.

This is not to mention the mountains of specific charms performed, traditionally, on Christmas eve or Christmas day. Scot (1584) describes a talisman called an Agnus Dei or lamb cake, which is made from wax, balm, and holy water. The talisman is said to protect against all manner of woes, both natural and unnatural, and to ensure blessings when carried on the person. Inside of the wax is placed a small roll of parchment containing the following written charm:

Balsamus & munda cera, cum chrismatis unda
Conficiunt agnum, quod munus do tibi magnum,
Fonte velut natum, per mystica sanctificatum:
Fulgura desursum depellit, & omne malignum,
Peccatum frangit, ut Christi sanguis, & angit,
Prægnans servatur, simul & partus liberatur,
Dona refert dignis, virtutem destruit ignis,
Portatus mundè de fluctibus eripit undæ.

Likewise, the “waist-coat of proof” charm was said to have been worked on the evening following Christmas Day. It functioned as a wearable talisman, embroidered on an item of clothing, which would render one protected from bodily harm. The embroidered image is interesting for its resemblance to many two-headed figures, including Janus. One head wears a hat and a beard, and the other a crown, but with a beastly, frightening face. The charm, it is said, must be embroidered onto the cloth “in the name of the Devil,” which is a common phrasing in Scottish witch-lore.

But none of these sorceries, even the decidedly heretical ones or the clearly pagan ones having nothing to do with Christ, are available to us if we eschew everything labeled “Christmas” instead of “Yule.” We cast them away, despite hundreds, perhaps even thousands of years of magical tradition at our fingertips. Some of the old witching traditions of Christmas are almost completely forgotten, replaced by “Yule sabbat ritual kits” that can be purchased on the internet and paint-by-numbers-style witchery guides with no thought to the cultural origins of our magics and the generations who preserved them for our use. And so, I believe it is worth exploring where the modern pagan dislike for the word “Christmas” comes from, if only to understand how we arrived at this place.

The most obvious culprit, in my opinion, is the hateful and abusive form Christianity often takes today. How dare we take “Christ out of Christmas,” they cry out, and yet, without Christ, there is still a tree, still an ancient, sorcerous spirit who descends down the chimney, still mistletoe and holly, still lights, logs, and candles, still songs and drink, still gifts and mirth; there remains, in the complete absence of Christ, everything that made Christmas what it was to begin with, for the season we know was, in fact, already old when Christianity was young. For those who have suffered trauma in their youth at the hands of Christianity, it is perfectly understandable to want nothing to do with the thing.

Unfortunately, the pagan distaste for Christmas also comes, in part, from disinformation, especially from the common claim among modern witchcraft traditions that true witches do not and cannot celebrate Christmas. This is not only untrue, but harmful to the preservation of our traditions, for the modern forms of pop-witchery and insta-craft will always lack (in my opinion) the elegant simplicity of the old charms and rituals of the season, even if those treasures are described in our lore as “Christmas superstitions” and not explicitly as “Yule rites” (even if that is what they truly are beneath appearances). In order to recognize these treasures of craft for what they are, we must see the word “Christmas” through the long, wide scope of history–not as a single story, but as a cacophony of echoes having more to do with tradition than belief. In short, it actually matters very little to the folk witch whether there is “Christ in Christmas” or not, for the living heart of the season is the same.

And the heart of the season is not only one of light, but one of darkness as well. It was Charles Dickens who referred to Christmas eve as the “witching time for story telling.” Tales of spirits, ghosts, and other creatures who thrive in the dark time of the year were commonly shared around the fire on this night for hundreds of years. Puritans in the new world attempted to stamp out the custom, for it smacked of the old superstitions. They failed, however, as evidenced not only by Dickens’ ever-popular A Christmas Carol, but also by the works of Washington Irving and many folklorists who preserved the old darkened tales. The resurgence of Krampus traditions is perhaps one of the most prevalent examples of an old, lore-preserved spirit associated with Christmas, but there is also La Befana, who is said to be an old woman who offered the three Magi directions as they searched for the Christ child, and who has now become a kind of sorcerous Christmas spirit who very obviously resembles the early modern image of the witch. Frau Perchta plays this role as well, though in a more terrifying capacity, for the long knife she carries is used to punish naughty children by gutting them.

But the most obvious example of a thriving Yuletide spirit is Santa Claus / Father Christmas / Saint Nicholas himself, who is, of course, the very image of a sorcerer, embarking upon his flight across the night sky, transvected with the aid of his trusted magical steeds, entering houses through chimneys and key-holes, laying his gifts beneath the shrine of the illuminated evergreen tree. And it is beneath this altar that we leave our spirit offering to nourish him, consisting perhaps of milk and cookies or various other things, depending on tradition. This tree is a symbol of endurance through the bitter cold, a totem to bring joyfulness in the dark, a fetish to conjure what is outside us within us, to embody the ever-vital qualities of those green winter forests. It is the shrine around which so many still gather, even if they no longer recognize the language it speaks. Somehow, we still feel its potency without even trying, perhaps by instinct or some ancestral twinge of magic that stirs within us, whether we will it or no.

Now Available: The Charmer’s Root

At long last, after what feels like an eternity of testing and retesting old recipes and editing entries on plant lore, The Charmer’s Root is officially available. While I love the process of weaving together a book from my old notes and folkloric research, this journey has come with more peaks and valleys than most. It’s the culmination of a long project, one that has in equal turns been thrilling and exhausting, but one that I think offers a unique window into the animist folk ways of working with plants that are not rare, difficult, or expensive, but common and abundant in North America and the British Isles, green allies who are easily found and befriended on a walk through the field, but who are also ancient and celebrated in the magical lore and texts of previous ages.

Years ago, I would never have expected to undertake writing an herbal. My approach to this aspect of the charming arts has never looked much like the most popular approaches in modern witchcraft books. I tend to favor folklore over correspondences, since for me, plants have personalities that are complex and difficult to capture in keywords. I prefer having a deep relationship with a small number of plants rather than a limited knowledge of a great many. I prefer simple herbal recipes and charms that are deceptively easy to perform over formulae that call for far-away ingredients and drawn-out processes. Most of all, while I enjoy growing plants from seed, I also enjoy foraging, since scouting out local flora is, for me, a way of connecting to local spirits. Over the years, I have realized that these preferences of mine are shared among many folk practitioners, and they are woven into this book, an approach that I have tried to define by its focus on intimacy, gentle spirit work, a reverence for local flora, and a love of folklore.

It was important to me that this book be both practical and grounded in historical magic and lore. The first section of The Charmer’s Root describes techniques for meeting the plant spirit, discerning its various magical signatures and personality, researching folklore, and performing a series of simple rituals for spirit communion, conjuration, offerings, adaptable charm-work, and ecstatic spirit flight via unguent or potion. The second section is made up of recipes, including the familiar traditions of infusions, tinctures, and the like, but also spirit waters, salts, inks, and other preparations that allow the practitioner to work with even poisonous plants in a safe way. The third section contains 36 folk-magical entries on common plants, as well as an index of over 200 plants drawn from Victorian texts.

The Charmer’s Root is available now via Barnes & Noble, Amazon, and other major book retailers, or you can order a copy through your favorite local bookstore.