Colour Witch's Coven - The Threshold

This last weekend has been amazing, really emotional and it's unlocked something for me.

Between our Institute of Witches meet-up in West Yorkshire, the Imbolc / Full Moon gathering in South Yorkshire, full of crafting, conversation, sound, and all the lovely human mess of it, I was reminded how much I love creating spaces where people can just arrive and be exactly who they really are.

I’ve also just written a blog (link below) about a recent overnight retreat I went on as a birthday gift to myself. It turned into one of those moments where one particular colour kept tapping me on the shoulder until I paid attention. Orange absolutely everywhere. All about courage, creativity, bravery, and trying something new before you know exactly how it’s going to look.

What it has done is got me thinking more clearly about the future. And I think it’s all about slower,…

We’ve made it to the last day of 2025.

Traditionally, we’re still in the Year of the Snake until mid-February, so we’re not quite galloping into Horse energy yet. We’re still in the territory of shedding skin. Letting go of what doesn’t fit anymore. Stepping out of old stories and realising we’re not the same person we were this time last year.

That’s been true for me in a very real, human way.

We started “Dry January” last year, and sort of… never stopped. When we looked at it properly, we worked out we’ve been about 96% sober this year, and it’s been one of the best quiet decisions we’ve ever made.

Not dramatic. Not performative. Just clearer. Calmer. More present. More us.

And now we’re here. New Year’s Eve - ready to welcome in 2026 (nursing a stinking cold)

Calm. Serenity. Equanimity The White Lighthouse.

White isn’t about doing more. It’s about just being.

After everything we’ve moved through this month, white arrives quietly. It doesn’t ask for reflection, release, action, or insight. It asks for stillness. For trust. For letting things be exactly as they are.

Today’s practice is simple, and it might be the hardest one of all.

Stop.

Not forever. Just for a little while.

The Golden City. The Turning Point.

Gold is where it gets a tad uncomfortable.

This isn't the shiny, abundant, manifestation gold that gets sold to us on Instagram. This is the gold that asks you to consider: what are you actually willing to stand for?

If you've read my book or been on my Colour Journey, you'll know about The Golden City - a place where everything glitters, where greed and commercialism promise us more, better, shinier. It's seductive. It's everywhere. And it's toxic.

The Golden City is where we're told our worth is measured by what we have, what we buy, what we show off. It's where we doom scroll and compare and consume and never quite feel like we're enough.

It's where we lose ourselves trying to keep up with a game we never signed up for.

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…