The Keeper's Journal

These are not blog posts.

They are whispers, stories, and rites

ages torn from the sacred journal i tend at the altar.

Here, you'll find myths remembered, rituals shared, and breath woven into word.

Walk slowly. What you seek may rise softly to meet you.

Descent & Return

For the brave ones who break open to rise - stories of shadow, grief, and rebirth.

You light the candle You whisper the words You soften And then the ache comes in This is something one one warns you about on the...

Jul 18

Today, the sun lingers. It stretches wide across the bones of the earth, laying gold over every would it can find. But Light does not...

Jun 20

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