A Spellbook for the Beginning

There’s a new book developing from my hands.

It began as a whisper, an invitation from the unseen, asking me to gather what I know and offer it to those just beginning. Not as doctrine. Not as dogma. But as a lantern. A soft light for the path ahead.

This book is for the new witch. The one who feels the pull of moonlight and memory. The one who senses meaning in the ordinary, who speaks to plants, who dreams in symbols. It’s for the curious, the called, the quiet seekers who feel something ancient stirring in their bones.

I’m writing it slowly, like a ritual. Each section is a spell of its own: gentle, clear, and rooted in lived experience. It’s not about perfection or performance. It’s about remembering. Reclaiming. Reconnecting.

This book is for those ready to step into their magic. To light the candle. To speak the words. To claim the name. It offers foundational practices, sensory rituals, and reflections that meet you where you are—whether you’re gathering herbs from your garden or tracing sigils in the margins of your planner.

But I know not everyone is there yet.

Some are still listening from the shadows. Not out of fear, but out of care. Timing. Safety. The world isn’t always kind to those who carry magic in their marrow. And so, while this book speaks aloud, it carries echoes for those still finding their voice.

There’s a kind of spellwork that happens in silence. In longing. In the slow unfolding of self. And though this book is written for the visible practitioner, it holds space for the unseen ones too, for the ones who read in secret, who circle the edges of ritual without stepping in.

If you’ve ever felt like magic was whispering to you but weren’t sure how to answer, this book might be your beginning.

Stay close. The veil is thinning.