a flame in the wind

Venus through Rumi

Venus in Aries: “I wish to hear your voice again, saying, ‘Leave me alone.’”

Venus in Taurus: “You wait patiently, looking into my intoxicated eyes.  You accept my passion with the serenity of love.”

Venus in Gemini: “When it’s cold and raining, you are more beautiful.”

Venus in Cancer: “In the early dawn of happiness, you gave me three kisses so that I would wake up to this moment of love.”

Venus in Leo: “The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you.”

Venus in Virgo: “I see my beauty in you.”

Venus in Libra: “Open your lips, I crave the taste of honey.”

Venus in Scorpio: “The flames of my passion devour the wind and the sky.”

Venus in Sagittarius: “I can’t explain the goings, or the comings.  You enter suddenly, and I am nowhere again.”

Venus in Capricorn: “You are hidden from me, but it is you who keeps me alive.”

Venus in Aquarius: “Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere; they are in each other all along.”

Venus in Pisces: “I’m a fly in your honey, then closer, a moth caught in flame’s allure, then empty sky stretched out in homage.”

I’m not sure about everyone. But I feel, when we witches get hurt; have our hearts broken, we resort to the most benevolent of magic, which is healing.

We shed our tears, hoping that the water will carry away our sadness. As the old saying goes that all things return, like every salty tear returns to the sea.

We whisper our words, in the darkness, next to a burning candle flame, to help burn our sorrows away.  

We call to the winds, look into the heavens wide, and pray that our despair gets lifted.

And we touch the Earth, our gentle Mother, asking her fervently to heal us.
—  A.V.

aneclecticyoungwitch  asked:

A spell using a burgundy candle, compact mirror and a water bottle. Have fun!

Confidence Spell! 

  • Light the candle on a table or a surface where you can sit or stand roughly head height to it. 
  • Stare at the candle flame (or above it, wherever you’re most comfortable) and think of all the good things you are and that you want to be.
  • Positive thoughts related to mental or emotional states! This isn’t designed for physical stuff. 
  • Take the mirror out - and without looking into it - hold it over the candle flame and quickly shut it. 
  • Optimally, you’ll put out the flame with the wind from shutting it or the closing against the wick. 
  • Now you’ve trapped in all those positive, and confident, thoughts about yourself in the mirror. 
  • Look at the mirror when you need a boost! 
  • Also, drink some water from your water bottle. Stay hydrated, friends.
Complete a Goal Candle Spell

You will need:

  • Magenta candle
  • Rural area outdoors, with privacy, at night
  • White robes or an entirely white outfit
  • Paper and pen
  • Compass

Under the moonlight, light the magenta candle. Magenta will hasten your path to success. Set your goal firmly in your mind and then write it out simply on the paper.

Read your goal out loud four times, facing north, south, east, and west. Face north and say: my heart is pure, my soul is clean. My focus is now, this goal that’s near. Success will be mine, I call upon the moon, it’s my time to shine! Repeat this three times.

Burn the paper in the candle’s flame and spread the ashes to the wind. You are now imbued with strength, power, focus, and ability so that you may accomplish your goal in an orderly manner

Source: Wicca Candle Spells by Milla Walsh

Charging Methods

This is no where near all the ways you can charge things so feel free to add to the list or send me other methods. I intend to go back and add to it occasionally.

Edited 12/10/16


  • Draw it on paper (or something safe to burn) and burn it
  • Draw it on a firework and set it off
  • Carve it into a candle, light it, and let the sigil melt away
  • Place it close to a flame to absorb the light and heat


  • Draw it on wind chimes and hang them up
  • Hang it up somewhere it can blow around in the breeze by a fan
  • Draw it on a balloon, blow the balloon up, and pop it
  • Draw it on a kite and fly it


  • Draw it on something soluble and dissolve it in water
  • Draw it on a rock (or something non-soluble) and place it in running water
  • Draw it with something food safe on a tea bag and drink it (It’s more using a sigil to charge the tea, but whatever)
  • Draw it on yourself then take a shower and let it wash away
  • Draw it in chalk on the sidewalk to wash away in the rain


  • Draw it on something biodegradable and bury it
  • Transfer energy from previously charged crystals
  • Draw it in the dirt somewhere it will be worn away


  • Place it in the sun or moonlight
  • Draw it with/in something that will disappear: lemon juice on paper, fog in a mirror, etc.
  • Paint it with glow in the dark paint, the light used to charge the paint and its own glow charges the sigil


  • Place it on/under a device that is plugged in and charging
  • Open the image on your computer and play a video game on top of it
  • Use the sigil as your background or screensaver or just leave it up for a while to be charged by the screen’s light and energy of the computer
  • Open the sigil in a paint or photo editing program, cut it to pieces, and delete them (like you would tear up a piece of paper)
  • Place the sigil on/near speakers and play music (match the music to the intent of the sigil)
  • Post the sigil on social media with the intent that it charge with every like/reblog/thumbs up/etc.

Personal Energy (Mental and Physical)

  • Direct your own personal energies into the sigil (How to)
  • Draw it on yourself or something you have on you as you exercise: dance, run, play sport, etc.
  • Have the sigil on/near you and focus on it as you have sex/masturbate and orgasm
  • Have the sigil on/near you and focus on it while experiencing pain
  • Have the sigil on/near you and focus on it while experiencing extreme emotion
  • Add a drop of blood to the sigil


  • Sing or play an instrument to it
  • Place it in a music box, wind it up and let the music charge it
  • Draw it on paper and tear the paper up
  • Draw the sigil with food or carve it into food and eat it (bonus if it’s baked/cooked/etc.)
  • Draw it on the bottom of your shoes and walk around
  • Draw it on yourself with lotion or makeup and blend it in
Astrological Metaphors
  • Aries: Fire + Cardinal. The Spark
  • Taurus: Earth + Fixed. The Forest
  • Gemini: Air + Mutable. The Clouds
  • Cancer: Water + Cardinal. The Ocean
  • Leo: Fire + Fixed. The Flame
  • Virgo: Earth + Mutable. The Crops
  • Libra: Air + Cardinal. The Wind
  • Scorpio: Water + Fixed. The Lake
  • Sagittarius: Fire + Mutable. The Wildfire
  • Capricorn: Earth + Cardinal. The Mountain
  • Aquarius: Air + Fixed. The Sky
  • Pisces: Water + Mutable. The Tides


1) Your lipgloss is really sticky

2) Frida Kahlo said to take a lover who looks at you like you are magic. To be fair, witchcraft is a type of magic. You always saw me as something unholy, like my heart was an open flame and my hair might wind around your neck like a noose. You were terrified to love me. I was terrified that you would stop.

3) You get nauseous at the sight of blood

4) My love letters always turn into suicide notes

5) When you hold me, your hands shake


1) You kiss like you’re telling a story and I’m not ready for it to end. I’ll go back to chapter one if I have to. I’ll even read the copyright page.

2) Frida Kahlo said a lot of other things, too. You quote her to me all the time. Your favorite is, “I love you more than my own skin.”

3) I love you more than my own skin

4) My suicide notes always turn into love letters

5) When you hold me, your hands shake

—  Reasons
I wonder if our first kiss will melt our lips together like chocolate that’s been left inside of a car in the middle of summer, I wonder if you’d even like kissing me. We’re still a tiny flame waiting for the wind, we’re still on fire from within, some thoughts begin with you, but I’ve been trying to see the ending. I can’t explain you, you’re still a mystery. I do know one thing though, I just can’t wait to find out if your lips are as sweet as they look, maybe they’ll feel like cotton candy stickiness after a couple of tries, maybe you’ll be feeding my sweet tooth. I wonder if all of this wondering is for nothing, regardless. I’m excited. There’s still more flaws about me, you’ll find out one day. Until then? Let’s see if those lips really taste like chocolate, let’s see if our souls are really on fire. I’ve only been passionate with a few people in this life of mine, you’re one of them. So, let’s melt away into a cup of coffee, a cup of tea, a tiny book of you and I, and if those things don’t last, well fuck. At least we found out if your lips could be sold at the candy store. Hell, I’m already rotten with the thought of you, the lips are just a bonus.
—  Melted chocolate lips

She’s intimidating and brooding
And she scares people away, because
She’s not made of sugar and spice and everything nice.
But rather fire and lightening and everything frightening.

People see the smoldering flames
And the raging winds
And they think that she’s strong.
They think that she’s powerful.
But really, she just tends to burn herself down.

icarus by bastille is such an enjoltaire song

Look who’s digging their own grave
That is what they all say
You’ll drink yourself to death

Look who makes their own bed
Lies right down within it
And what will you have left?

Out on the front doorstep
Drinking from a paper cup
You won’t remember this

Living beyond your years
Acting out all their fears
You feel it in your chest

Your hands protect the flames
From the wild winds around you

Icarus is flying too close to the sun
And Icarus’s life, it has only just begun
It’s just begun

Standing on the cliff face
Highest fall you’ll ever grace
It scares me half to death

Look out to the future
But it tells you nothing
So take another breath

Your hands protect the flames
From the wild winds around you

Icarus is flying too close to the sun
And Icarus’s life, it has only just begun
And this is how it feels to take a fall
Icarus is flying towards an early grave

You put up your defenses when you leave
You leave because you’re certain
Of who you want to be

You’re putting up your armor when you leave
And you leave because you’re certain
Of who you want to be, oh

Icarus is flying too close to the sun
And Icarus’s life, it has only just begun
This is how it feels to take a fall
Icarus is flying towards an early grave

and thats y i like cry every time i listen to it
if ur ever feeling enjoltaire feels just listen to it

Each person shines with his or her own light. No two flames are alike. There are big flames and little flames, flames of every color. Some people’s flames are so still they don’t even flicker in the wind, while others have wild flames that fill the air with sparks. Some foolish flames neither burn nor shed light, but others blaze with life so fiercely that you can’t look at them without blinking, and if you approach you shine in the fire.
—  Eduardo Galeano
Banish a Persistent Ex Partner.

A spell for that persistent ex that won’t leave you alone

Things you will need

  • A black candle
  • Salt
  • Agrimony, Bay, or Camphor ( camphor is preferred. )
  • A picture of them/their full name
  • Sewing needles

Write this sigil before you start.

“Ex Partners Cannot Bother Me Anymore.”

I also suggest that you do this under the waning crescent moon.

  1. Light the candle.
  2. Crush up/muddle the herb/herbs listed.
  3. (if you have a picture) stick the needle in their mouth or throat to stop them from speaking to you.
  4. Burn the picture/name of your ex.
  5. Chant/Sing/Say “You are out of my life forever, our story has ended, there is no rekindling this flame so blow away from me like a leaf in the wind. I command you to leave me alone.” as many times as you feel.
  6. Burn the herbs.
  7. Burn the sigil to release its effect.
  8. Blow out the candle.
  9. Collect the ashes and put it with the salt and scatter it to the wind/scatter them yourself.

30 days of writing; httyd

beginning. accusation. restless. snowflake. haze. flame. formal. companion. move. silver. prepared. knowledge. denial. wind. order. thanks. look. summer. transformation. tremble. sunset. mad. thousand. outside. winter. diamond. letters. promise. simple. future.

She shouldn’t find it so amusing, but really, watching an amputee climb up the side of her house into her window was funny. 

“Stop laughing,” Hiccup said harshly, gripping unto a vine as he scrambled for footing, “This isn’t funny. I’m trying to be romantic.”

Astrid snorted. “No, you’re being stupid. My parents are perfectly fine with you coming through the front door.”

“But there’s no bravado!”

“You’re being stupid.”

Bravado!” He yelped when his foot slip. “Oh my gods, I’m gonna die.”

“If you fall from there, sweetheart, it’s only a seven-foot drop.” Astrid rolled her eyes. “You’ve gone through losing a leg. Relax.”

“Yeah, sure, it’s not like I need my other leg anyway.”

Astrid chuckled and her eyes were drawn to the shed at the side of the house, where her dad kept all his tools. “Psst, Hiccup.” She pointed to the shed roof. “Go over there?”

Hiccup glanced briefly. “Your shed?”

“Yeah, meet you there.” She shimmied out her open window and scaled the side of her house like a pro, gently landing on the roof of the shed. Ten minutes later, Hiccup managed to haul himself up.

“Oh my gods,” Hiccup wheezed, patting his pockets for his inhaler. Astrid helped him out, and fished the thing out of his back pocket. After a few pumps, his breathing started to normalize. “Oh my gods.”

“Don’t do that again,” Astrid said flatly, handing him back the inhaler. 

“What – yeah – no,” Hiccup managed, out of breath.

Astrid stared at him, at his dark hair and heaving chest, his favorite jacket and his green eyes. The near-crushed flowers in his left hand, She leaned over and kissed his cheek. “But the effort was appreciated. Thanks.” After a pause – filled by his heavy breathing – she said, “So. Do you wanna… make out? Or something?”

Hiccup took several more deep breaths before weakly raising his hand. “I’ll kiss you when I stop feeling like I’m going to die.”

“Okay. Just let me know.”

“Phresine, the queen’s senior attendant, watched them from behind the throne as her queen danced like a flame in the wind, and the mercurial king like the weight at the center of the earth.”

My current new favorite line in the book. 

That whole dance was a thing of beauty. I loved that he stole all her hair hairpins in the middle of all those spins. And you know?.. *stares off into distance* I think I would actually sell my soul to see that dance on a screen.

Also I gotta say, I love how she keeps in all seriousness offering to flay the people that insult him. And that she would too.

The Attolian court is so lucky that Eugenides is their new king and they don’t even know it. Or appreciate it.

I can’t wait to see when they all start realizing all their many many many mistakes. One of which being that they think their Queen despises her new husband. Another being that they think that Eugenides is a harmless idiot.

Those poor poor Attolians.

(also still love the subtle influence of the Eddisian gods in those coin tosses that Gen was absolutely trying to get to land on heads).