Colour Witch's Coven - The Threshold

I have just realised I haven't posted in here since 23rd July... Oops. So sorry!

But perhaps there's something really lovely about that, because August was the Blue month of CONNECTION, and instead of just talking about interacting, I seem to have spent the month actually doing it.

I've been out and about in the real world, and it’s not quite as scary as I remember. I’ve been talking to actual humans. Running Colour Journeys and Moon workshops. Meeting new people at events. Having conversations about SoulBathing and where it might travel next. Watching people connect with colour, with each other, and really living my colour journey ~ IRL.

On 28 August I ran a last minute cosy Lunar Eclipse gathering for 10 people, which turned out to be rather special. In the Shadow of the Full Moon at Eaden’s Bar 2 in Mapplewell, Barnsley - We spent some time in Black:…

Last week I posted about the move from Gold to Yellow in the liminal realm of my colour system - after a week meditating on the outcome I've written a bog post (it's a bit long and deep for here!) What started as a reflection of the transition from self-worth into joy, became a much bigger lesson about boundaries, value and the difference between being the lifeboat and being the lighthouse.

The full blog is now live here https://www.raychel.co.uk/post/i-am-meant-to-be-the-damn-lighthouse-not-the-lifeboat

The Full Moon Gathering on Tuesday, at the Boathouse Newmillerdam, was pretty magical and incredibly powerful.

The weather played ball for a change. We ended up taking the invocation outside onto the roof terrace, and the moon appeared right on cue. Ten of us gathered under the clear night sky, and we had a small cauldron where we burnt a little note of the things we want to leave behind, watched over by Sister Moon peeping through the trees. One of those quiet, powerful moments where everyone just stops and breathes deeply for a moment. It reminded me exactly why I started doing these gatherings in the first place.

Real people, gorgeous conversations, a bit of creativity, a bit of ritual, and a chance to breathe away from the noise of everyday life for a little while.

Since a few people asked what else is coming up, here’s what’s bubbling…

There’s something about Newmillerdam, on the outskirts of Wakefield, that keeps calling me back. The lake, the trees, the laughter of the ducks, the smell of the forest floor, and the moseying through the woodlands with the dog - getting muddy.

So I wanted to let you know about two magical get-togethers that I have planned, both in venues located around the lake, but with very different energies.

First up, we have my Full Moon Workshop at The Boathouse Newmillerdam.

Tuesday 3^rd March: 2.30pm and 6pm

A chance to take a moment, be creative and embrace the wonderful energies of the full worm moon. There are two sessions, one in the afternoon, where we will paint a jute bag that can be used to carry a small journal, your moon water or a pack of oracle cards. The second, in the early evening, we will create your very own Moon Water vessel…

This New Moon feels fabulous, exciting and full of so much possibility.

January was Black and all about surrender, deep rest and embracing feelings. Now we are in February - Coral - this is the point of true awakening, becoming aware of our own purpose and being flexible to embrace change - and wow, some big changes are coming…

Tuesday 17^th February had some huge energy in it, not only because it was the New Moon, but also because it marked the transition from the Year of the Snake to the Year of the Horse.

The Year of the Snake is now closed, and if it felt like the last 12 months have been hard, they have, for many of us. It was a time for shedding skin, learning lessons, leaving things behind, accepting home truths and preparing for the new you!

For me, this last week has put to bed…

As part of my plans for 2026, I am creating The Colour Witch Wheel of the Year - based around the sabbats, moons and the emotional meanings behind my 12-step colour system.

Today is the New Moon, and January in my Colour Wheel is Black - a time to Pause, Surrender and Rest. So the New Moon in January is actually Black within Black. A double darkness, however, it’s not an emptiness, more of a refuge.

I’m struggling a little with the overwhelm of Black. Not sure about you, but the world out there feels a little too loud right now. Full of uncomfortable situations, anxiety-inducing news and current affairs that feel like a punch to the chest. And your blood feels like sticky black tar, hate and anger lodge in the body, a discomfort that you just cannot shake.

Some of us feel that more than others - but,…

First full moon of the year.

I’ve been thinking about why wolves howl. They’re just communicating.

Calling out. Saying “I’m here. Where are you?”

A lot of my work is like that too. Colour. Feelings. Creativity. Being honest about being human.

And building community spaces where people don’t feel like the odd one out for feeling deeply or seeing the world that bit differently. Whether you crave to be part of the pack or a lone wolf, you're welcome here.

So if you’re new here, or you’ve been hovering quietly in the background, here’s where you’ll find me:

The Cold Moon. The Last Supermoon. The Awakening.

Tonight's full moon is the final supermoon of 2025, rising higher in the sky than any other moon this year - and the highest we'll see until 2042. She's called the Cold Moon, and she's in Gemini, the sign of stories, communication, and clarity.

This moon isn't asking us to do more. She's asking us to see more.

Coral is the colour of awakening - not the loud, frantic alarm-clock kind, but the quiet one that creeps in when you're finally ready to take notice. It's the colour of consciousness rising, of purpose clicking into place. Realising you've perhaps been telling yourself a story that no longer quite fits. Question it!

This moon, with all her brightness and height, is fully lighting up what's been half-hidden. What we've been almost seeing but not quite giving a name to. She's finishing something off -…

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…

I promised a full moon post, and I’ve been trying to find the words, and honestly, I’m still not sure they’re here.

Once again, I think sister moon has cracked something open in me, so I’m going to spill it all out and be open and honest.

The last few weeks have been a lot.

Big opportunities. Long journeys. Bright lights.

But underneath it all, I’ve felt this dragging ache - a reminder that maybe not every invitation is actually meant for me.

I’ve felt it building for a while now. That strange feeling in the pit of my stomach.