This year feels a little like…

… blown up, blown open.

It’s messy heart stuff. It’s ache and deep dive.

It’s rearrange to realign.

It’s a long good bye, to ready you, steady you, for a new kind of hello.

It’s an ending to get you to a beginning.

It’s grief. Waves and waves of grief. Something a bright light I keep in my orbit wrote recently when writing about her own experience with grief; “Its hard magic.”

The formula for Hard Magic Grief oil came swift and surely. It had me grabbing for pen and paper. Intuitive hits like this, are the way I like to Switch Witch. You can rest easy knowing the utmost care and intention have been given in the creation of your oil.