“The hand that rocks the cradle rules the world.” These are precisely the energies that fill this weekend. We draw strength from our Maternal Source — both from within ourselves and from the Elder Women of our Ancestral Line. The Magical Door opens now through care — for your home, your loved ones, and, equally important, for yourself: your state, your emotions, your life as a whole. This is the
Even in the darkest of nights, somewhere out there, a light still burns for us. And as we wander through shadowed passages — even when we cannot see it — we feel it with every cell of the soul, in the quiet heartbeat that remembers where it is meant to go. Today, the Magical Door opens through this very light — the one we awaken within ourselves and in others
The Wheel of Fortune spins and turns. Holding our breath — with both fear and hope — we watch its eternal motion. How weary we’ve grown from endless battles, and how deeply we long for that long-awaited sector to appear — the one marked “Prize.” In the sacred rhythm of the year, the turning of this Wheel today opens before us the Magical Door of Samhain — the time of
Samhain suddenly reminds us that this time is not only about shadows and transformation, but also the Festival of the Last Harvest. What we have long cherished in our hearts, nourished with our hopes, cultivated with love and persistence — now begins to bloom, delighting us with its colors. You can finally take a deep breath — stability may not be complete yet, but the direction is clear, and ahead