Even the darkest practitioners return to the earth.
Not to be cleansed.
Not to be “light.”
To remember what they are.
When the mind gets loud and the world starts pulling at you from every direction, the simplest thing you can do is step outside.
Walk where there are trees.
Stand where the wind moves.
Put your hand on something that has been here longer than you.
The earth does not demand that you be gentle.
It does not ask you to be good.
Storms tear through forests.
Roots split stone.
The sea devours whole coastlines and then falls quiet again.
Nature understands power and stillness in the same breath.
That is why witches return to it.
So if the week has scattered your mind, go outside for a while.
No ritual.
No performance.
Just stand on the ground and remember where your strength actually comes from.
— The Veiled High Priestess
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