West Meadow Brook

In the last week we have been busy taking care of family, work, and personal matters. But on our time off we’ve spent many hours wandering the pretty trails that are sprinkled all over this region and have begun to embrace the onset of autumn.

My most formative years were spent in the middle of what is known as the “Bridgewater Triangle”- a place known for being under a sort of curse, with high numbers in strange crimes (thought to be cult activity), unusually high proportions of reported paranormal activity, and witchcraft.

I suppose it’s no wonder I have been practicing full moon ceremonies since I was little- the energy of these places that I grew up running around in is somehow different, riddled with coexisting feelings of magical enchantment/heavy energy and excitement/danger.

As a kid I was obsessed with witchcraft- with harnessing my own power and the working with the power of nature. I even had quite a few supernatural experiences, both in childhood and as an adult in this area, that solidified my conviction that there are other layers to this world that we cannot control nor understand.

As the leaves begin to turn, my witchiest self is embracing all her roots so that she may too change and become brighter, more vibrant. I am feeling more and more like the true “me” within this experience, and because of all my hard work, I can feel my efforts alchemizing into results, into real life feel-able, internal rewards.Les mer