Synchronicities often happen in a combo of printed words & sometimes images.
A picture of plant calls to me, then I see an online article about them, then a mention in a print zine & so on. They can show up in a convo. Sometimes dream visitations.

#PaganSky #DreamWitch #FolkWitchFriday

The witch is a creature of weather. Wind-summoner. Drought-breaker. Cloud-reader. Flood-flyer. Mist-wearer. She adapts to it, she adjusts the weather to her favour. It's one of her most vital relationships. She wears it on her boots. She wears it on her skin. – #EmilyCBanting #FolkWitchFriday

For me, synchronous signs are almost always songs repeating in my head. Otherwise, when spirits try to talk to me, I get several different signs with a common meaning. Like creatures that I associate with the night or the underworld showing up frequently. #FolkWitchFriday #WitchSky

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A sharing from Hookland!

It’s wild how messages line up when you’re meant to get them. For me, it’s hawks screaming close overhead back to back, followed by strangers out in public saying the exact words tied to what I’m chewing on. "Reality" really just turns the volume all the way up. #FolkWitchFriday #WitchSky #FolkWitch

I am so dense 😂😅😅😅

It's ok. They know this lol

So I'll usually get one symbol, EXACTLY repeated, in 3 separate, completely unrelated areas. Seriously. Even the pose of that horse is exactly the same, in the tea, that really random book cover, and that spot on the banana 😂 #FolkWitchFriday

Friday

#FallFriday
#FashionFriday
#FaustianFriday
#FeatheredFriday
#FerrousFriday
#FictionFriday
#FindsFriday
#FingerpostFriday
#FishFriday
#FlowersOnFriday
#FolkWitchFriday
#FolkyFriday
#FollowFriday or #FF
#FontsOnFriday
#FootpathFriday
#FootwearFriday
#ForestFriday
#FossilFriday

When the world wants your attention, it starts repeating itself. Three sightings of the same creature, an odd phrase echoed by strangers, or a sudden sequence of strange coincidences. How do synchronicities show up when the universe is trying to get a word in edgewise? #FolkWitchFriday #WitchSky

✨🍂✨It's said that if you catch a falling autumn leaf before it touches the ground, you will be granted a wish.
#MythologyMonday #FairyTaleTuesday #WyrdWednesday #FolkloreThursday #FolkWitchFriday #FolkloreSunday

My cat is definitely liminal #folkwitchfriday

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#FolkWitchFriday: the only creatures inside our home are dust bunnies & spiders. 😆 Our bird neighbors have us trained to turn on our electric pump water fountain for them every morning💦 Sometimes I use the vibrations of the morning Birdsong to clear & reset my energy space🐦‍⬛🌐

Emily Banting's voice is always welcome in our conversations for #FolkWitchFriday

My cats alert me to spirits. Mr. Kitten loves when I record trance journeys. He tells me he is friends with the animal guardians of the forest. The moose, bear, and prehistoric salmon. Now he's recovering from a day of roofers pounding on the ceiling with the guardian stag. #FolkWitchFriday

For I am a salt-hag. I know gull gossip. I know the calling and quelling of storms. My hair is wind-braided. My lips wear rough salt kisses. I stand on the cliffs and read omens pulled by the tide. Be well and avoid my anger. – #EmilyCBanting, 1982 #FolkWitchFriday #WitchSky

In traditional folklore and witchcraft, a cat's habit of sitting on thresholds, windowsills, or doorways made them natural sentinels who monitored what entered or left a space. They are creatures of liminal spaces, the betwixt and between.

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Water nymph, mud crawler, aerial master, and lethal spark of fire - the dragonfly holds all four corners of the wild. They are my fierce allies in the swamp and across the threshold of dreams. A quiet perch on an outstretched finger seals our bond. #FolkWitchFriday #Animism #FolkWitch

Down at the dirt line, toads are my quiet teachers. Pausing to commune with them roots me straight into the pulse of the Land - both here & the otherside. They aren't just garden visitors; they are sensitive barometers of soil, rain, & the unseen vitality here/there. #FolkWitchFriday #WitchSky

Otherworldly allies often step through dreams, carrying unmistakable signatures across the veil. Waking, I look to the sky: a hawk’s sudden cry, dusk owls, or a bluebird breaking pattern. When an animal insists on entering the conscious mind, I listen. #FolkWitchFriday #Animism #WitchSky

Working the swamp means knowing "The Landlord." When I asked for a deeper connection to Alligator, the waters answered with a found carcass. Cleaning the skull and working bone into poppets bridges the wild water to the bench. Flesh falls away; relationship remains.

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