Alright - I’ll bring us back to the magical topic. I just saw the last remnants of the Sturgeon Moon this morning about an hour ago as it was peeking out from behind some clouds. I stole a moment to meditate on balancing my plans for growth and my irrational fears.
There used to be all sorts of little magics. Many in my family had several little tricks like witching water for wells and witching warts off. A lot of the things that people back then and up into my childhood were things like old herbal medicines, My Nanny was always whipping up a poultice for stings and small cuts. A wad of chewed tobacco would draw the pain and poison out of a wasp or bee sting. There were poultices for headaches and almost any kind of aches or pains. The best magic medicine of all when you are little is your Mothers kiss making it better!