Colour Witch's Coven - The Threshold

If you’ve found your way here, maybe you’ve felt it too - the noise of socials getting louder, the scroll pulling us further from real connection.

I wanted somewhere different. A calmer circle. A space where colour, creativity, and connection can breathe without algorithms deciding what we see.

That’s what The Threshold is: not about likes, not about numbers - about belonging, curiosity, and weaving magic together.

This is just the beginning. The fire’s lit. Step closer if you feel the call.

Cross The Threshold. Find your calm. Weave your magic.

I go a whole fortnight without a post (due to my commitments at Whitby - an exciting announcement about that coming soon!) and then two, in 2 days - like buses!

But I just wanted to share with you that there’s something about a sky like this that makes you stop in your tracks. The Moon - huge, low, and glowing - sitting shoulder to shoulder with the Seven Sisters. If you’ve been feeling stretched thin, emotional, or oddly homesick this week, this might explain it. (See the ritual post from yesterday - it's still valid.)

Those sparkles beside the moon that astronomers call the Pleiades are a cluster of young stars in Taurus. But for many of us, it’s more than just a pretty patch of light. It’s a reminder of something familiar we can’t quite put our finger on.

I’ve always felt that tug. The kind that isn’t quite…

There’s a strange pull in the air tonight, and if you’ve been feeling the tension lately, then you’re not alone. Between the Super Beaver Moon (yes, that’s really what it’s called - sorry, my inner child is showing! 😆) blazing her brightest light of the year, and for me personally, the energetic madness that's flying around after the most recent Gothic Gathering in Whitby, it’s no wonder everything feels heightened.

This moon is sitting right on the fault line between the red of comfort and the orange of change.  She’s asking us whether we cling tighter or finally let go of the drama, the noise, the people and patterns that drain our magic.

If you’ve found yourself caught in power plays, emotional tug-of-wars, or, like me, just wanting to throw your phone into the North Sea… take a breath. That’s not weakness ~ that’s awareness. The moon’s just amplifying what’s already been bubbling…

Lately, I’ve been sitting with what it really means to live in alignment - not just in words, but in choices.

For me, colour is never just pigment. Green, for example, is the colour of compassion, empathy, balance and harmony - the path between what we feel and how we act.

I wonder: Are you living from your heart, or from fear?

In a world that’s loud with blame, outrage, and division, I find myself craving something simpler - a return to humanity. Not right, not left, not shouting over each other… just human.

I’ve made a small personal shift recently - one that felt like an act of integrity rather than rebellion. Not because I’m interested in politics as theatre, but because I’m interested in ethics as practice. In empathy as everyday magic.

So today’s invitation is this: