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The Quiet Whisper I hold space for grief, truth, and transformation. For those done performing healing. Not everything here is soft. This work asks something of you.

I offer presence, not escape.

I had the absolute pleasure of discovering an amazingly talented artist Zainab Art at the The Albany Fall Festival yeste...
10/18/2026

I had the absolute pleasure of discovering an amazingly talented artist Zainab Art at the The Albany Fall Festival yesterday. ❤️ I fell in love with this piece and knew I had to bring it home with me.

I’m always so happy when I get the opportunity to support another artist and bring home something that was created with so much heart and talent.
Please go show some love to Zainab Lahlou and her beautiful work! 🖤✨

🌿 Zainab Lahlou Art
🌿 https://www.zainablart.com

Artists supporting artists ✨

The Quiet Whisper is set up and ready for a beautiful fall day! 🌿✨Come see me today from 11 AM–4 PM at the Albany Fall F...
10/17/2026

The Quiet Whisper is set up and ready for a beautiful fall day! 🌿✨

Come see me today from 11 AM–4 PM at the Albany Fall Festival!

I’ve brought a little bit of everything with me! Including handmade pottery, ritual goods, candles, oils, herbs, saining simmer pots, journals, and more. 🖤

Come wander through the festival, say hello, and see what’s new at The Quiet Whisper. I’d love to see you! 🍂🌙

📍 Albany Fall Festival
🕚 Today • 11 AM–4 PM

Cash • Card • Venmo accepted
✨ All prices include tax ✨

10/15/2026

When the outfit is giving “Appalachian autumn witch”… but make it comfortable. 🍂🧡

I think I found my autumn uniform. 😂

Patchwork jumpsuit + orange vest + my trusty cane + a little woodland magic. And apparently the neighborhood cats approve. 🐈‍⬛🍂

Bloomchic jumpsuit, size 18/20.

Comfortable, colorful, a little weird, and completely me. 🧡

10/15/2026

A little p*ek into the studio 🙂

These pieces have made it through their bisque firing and are now getting their final glazes before heading back into the kiln for their final firing. Every piece was handmade on my pottery wheel, and I’m so excited to see how the glazes transform them. I am so excited that I’ve found a comfortable way to use my pottery wheel again!!!!’

If everything goes according to plan, these will all be finished and ready for my show this weekend!

Now we wait and let the kiln do its magic ✨✨✨

The Quiet Whisper, handmade pottery….made in Southeastern Ohio

10/14/2026

⚠️ A little context before you read this

This post discusses religion and speaks from my own personal experiences, as well as experiences I’ve witnessed through the work I do and things clients have shared with me. It may ruffle some feathers, but I believe it’s an important conversation. ***Client Confidentiality is my upmost priority, any shared experiences have been approved. No names are mentioned***

I want to be very clear: I am not judging anyone’s beliefs. You have every right to believe what you believe. You have every right to practice your faith in the way that resonates with you. What you don’t have the right to do is use those beliefs as a weapon against someone else.

I’ve had individuals speak about me in incredibly unkind ways, and they’ve used the heart of their beliefs to justify those words and actions. This has been a repeated experience, past and present…..and it’s something I continue to navigate.

I’ve thought about this a lot. And instead of allowing those experiences to make me bitter, I’ve chosen to let them deepen my understanding of what other people experience.

I know what it feels like to be judged.
I know what it feels like to have someone else’s beliefs used to define who you are. And because I’ve lived it, I carry that understanding into the work I do with others. That’s why I continue talking about it.Not because I want anyone to believe what I believe.
Not because I think my spiritual path is better than someone else’s. But
because belief should never be an excuse to disrespect another human being.

You can disagree with me.
You can believe differently than I do.
You can walk an entirely different spiritual path.

But you don’t get to use your beliefs to shame me, diminish me, gossip about me, define me, or decide that I need to become someone else. Your beliefs belong to you. My beliefs belong to me.

***Respect belongs to all of us***

We can disagree without dehumanizing one another.

And I think it’s time we remembered that.

Video credit: Lewishowes on TikTok, interviewing Rhonda Byrne (8/27/2026). Shared because this message resonated deeply with me and with the conversation I’m trying to have here.

I've recently been asked-"So what are you?" and it took me a minute to pull my thoughts together. You see, my work isn't...
10/13/2026

I've recently been asked-"So what are you?" and it took me a minute to pull my thoughts together. You see, my work isn't something that is always viewed positively. Of course, that is based solely on firsthand experience. If that hasn't been your experience, I think that is wonderful.

So, to answer the question, "So what are you?"

I'm a Cunning Woman....one who is still learning

And I'm ready to stop tip toeing around that word, explaining it away, or worrying about how it might be received by the people who know me.

I'm Maggie. I'm a Cunning Woman, an ordained Reverend, a Healing Arts Practitioner, a grief practitioner, an artist, a student, and a woman whose life and work are deeply connected to the earth around her.

These aren't separate boxes that I put myself into.....They are all what makes me....ME.

I'd like to share a little about how I got here.........

My relationship with spirituality has never been as simple as choosing one side or another. You see, my Pa (Grandfather) was an elder within the church, and I attended church with him for 15+ years (give or take). I grew up learning about Christianity, faith, scripture, and relationship with the divine. I respect the fact that those experiences were part of my life and helped shape my understanding of people and their beliefs.

But I also had my Mama (Grandmother). She never called herself a witch or cunning woman, nor did she claim that title. In fact, she was very clear that she was not Christian. Her upbringing mirrored mine, in the sense she to attended church as a child. When it came to her own worship, she simply stated this: "I talk and sing to the pines. They know me and they listen" Those words were spoken to me as a very young girl, and they have never left me.

There is something about that simple statement: "I talk and sing to the pines. They know me and they listen." She never needed a label to describe her relationship with the world around her. She knew and he owned it. She knew exactly what her spirituality meant to her.

I learned from both my Pa and Mama. I learned that your path can and will look different from one person to the next, that people can hold vastly different beliefs. But, understanding that another person's path doesn't equate you abandoning your own.

When my Pa was dying from multiple health issues earlier this year, I shared my path with him. I remember him meeting me with peaceful accepting eyes. He shared "I've lived most of my life in judgement and regret. Don't make those same mistakes. While I don't agree with what you say you are, I accept it. There is nothing I have seen you do that I would ever say was evil. Be smart about it."

Those words have stayed with me.....and they always will.

My Pa didn't have to agree with me to love me. He didn't have to understand every part of my path to see the person standing beside his bedside. And even in his final days, he gave me something I will carry for the rest of my life......The reminder that we don't have to live our lives in fear of other's judgements.

I truly wish more people understood that!

We can agree to disagree all while being respectful of one another. We can have different beliefs without making someone else the enemy. We can love the people in our lives without the expectation that they fit perfectly into our perception of what life should look like.

I shared my truth with my Pa while I fortunately had the opportunity to do so. And....that made me realize there are so many that never get that opportunity to do so. How many have spent years hiding the very part of themselves that make them who they are.......I don't want to spend the rest of my life doing that.

So.......what does that mean precisely for myself and my business The Quiet Whisper??? It means that transparency has always been important to me, and moving forward, I want to be fully transparent about exactly who I am, what my path is, and what that looks like in the work that I do.

I'm not going to "tip toe" around the terminology or leave certain things unnamed. All because I wanted to be more palpable to others. I'm a Cunning Woman. My practice is part of who I am, and honestly its always been a part of who I am. It's not something that I just recently discovered. It's part of my life that I have always carried with me, learned from, studied, and continued to cultivate over the years.

Moving forward I will be open about my practices, my training, my continued education, and the work I offer through The Quiet Whisper. This includes my divination practices, home clearings and blessings, ceremonial work as an ordained Reverend, and my work surrounding grief and healing. I too am eager to start sharing my journey toward sustainable horticulture and my commitment to learning how to work respectfully with the earth around us.

I want people to understand not just what I do, but the WHY! I don't claim to know everything, and I don't believe that learning ever ends. I believe the value of approaching your work with humility, continued education, and honesty.

I know that my path won't be everyone's.....and that's Okay! I'm not asking anyone to change their beliefs, only to approach mine with the same respect I offer theirs. I hope that by being transparent and open, I can encourage curiosity, meaningful conversations, and a better understanding of the folklore and traditions of our Appalachian home. I'll end with sharing this article for anyone interested in learning more about Southern Ohio Appalachian witchcraft and the traditions surrounding cunning women: https://www.markhroe.com/post/southern-ohio-appalachian-witchcraft

I am a Cunning Woman, one who is still learning, and I'm ready to walk this path openly, with respect for those who came before me, the earth around me, and all I have yet to learn.

Today, I spent two hours at my pottery wheel. Two hours doing something that, for a long time, I wasn’t sure I would be ...
10/10/2026

Today, I spent two hours at my pottery wheel. Two hours doing something that, for a long time, I wasn’t sure I would be able to do again. Living with a chronic illness has taught me that growth doesn’t always look the way we imagine it will. Sometimes, it looks like adapting……Sometimes it means learning to do things differently.

Today reminded me that my abilities are not defined solely by my limitations. I may have to approach things differently now. I may need more rest, more patience, or a different way of doing things……And honestly? Those first pieces coming off the wheel might not be perfect, but they represent something far more important to me than perfection ever could. They represent progress!

We can become so focused on what has changed, what we can no longer do, or how far we still have to go that we forget to recognize how far we’ve already come. I will end with this….Be ok with giving yourself permission to celebrate your strengths and growth! Celebrate the things you’ve learned to do differently. And don’t discount the small victories just because they might look ordinary to someone else.

✨✨✨ I of course had to show my best little pottery sidekick 😉

It’s a beautiful day here at The Hocking Hills Craft Show. I’ve met so many amazing vendors, and bought several amazing ...
10/03/2026

It’s a beautiful day here at The Hocking Hills Craft Show.

I’ve met so many amazing vendors, and bought several amazing items too 😉 I absolutely recommend visiting.

Also the sunrise this morning was so beautiful, I had to grab a picture.

Happy October 1st Everyone As we enter into the season of drawing inwards....I feel more drawn to reading and listening ...
10/01/2026

Happy October 1st Everyone

As we enter into the season of drawing inwards....I feel more drawn to reading and listening to audiobooks. I am an avid reader; I love a good romance ;) But this time of year always draws me into deeper research for my practice.

I've stumbled across the book- The Crone Zone by Nina Bargiel and was pleasantly surprised when I found the audiobook available on Libby. And oh, how I relate to this book!!!! I LOVE how the author validates feelings that we feel once society starts deeming us "too old" all while looking at the calendar and realizing we are only 36.....40.....50....60.... etc. All while we push ourselves to the limits providing for others, but when do we provide solely for ourselves?

Simon & Schuster posted an Excerpt from the book; I am sharing that here also:

Introduction: Welcome to the Crone Zone

Picture the crone: a gnarled old woman clad in a tattered black cloak. Stringy gray hair hangs limply over her shoulders, which are stooped with age. Her eyes are rheumy but all-seeing, hinting at the wisdom that lies within. She possesses magic found only in the dark heart of the woods. Legend has it she curses the souls of lost travelers and bakes children into pies. She prefers a solitary existence, rarely venturing into sight. But when she does, it is a fearsome harbinger of things to come.

The crone doesn’t always show up as a hag. Sometimes she’s a caretaker like Strega Nona, the Italian granny who doles out advice as well as bowls of pasta from her magical pot. But whether gracious grandmother or wicked witch, the crone is always cast as a woman whose best days are behind her.

At least, that’s how people, especially men, have described her.

The crone archetype has been around for centuries, but she’s most often associated with the three-faced Greek goddess Hecate. Hecate’s three faces are said to represent the three phases of a woman’s life: maiden, mother, and crone. Except that’s not how she was perceived by the ancient Greeks, who saw her three aspects as more representative of birth, life, and death. The “crone” business didn’t show up until the mid-twentieth century. In his books The White Goddess and The Greek Myths, poet and mythographer Robert Graves rebranded Hecate’s faces as, let’s be honest, the three types of woman our culture recognizes: “young and hot,” “mommy,” and “old and useless.” In other words, you can be a fu***ng goddess for more than two thousand years, and one day some guy comes along and decides, nah, she’s a crone. And that’s that.

If it can happen to Hecate, it can happen to any of us—and it does. We spend our lives trying to fulfill all the expectations that society places on us, or that we place on ourselves: to be flawless but approachable, hot but also nurturing, competent enough to take care of everyone but never intimidating. And no matter how well we do at striking this impossible balance, one day everyone starts treating us like a hag who lives in a bog.

This book is for all of us entering our crone era—and looking to decide for ourselves what that means. Think of it less as a midlife crisis and more as a midlife calling. As we cross the threshold into cronedom, everything in our lives is changing—our goals, our fears, our living situations, our tolerance for bu****it, and especially our bodies. We stand at the crossroads with half our life behind us, trying not to p*e, asking is that all there is?

While this book can’t answer that for you, it can give you a place to start. On these pages you’ll find crone wisdom and crone warnings, crone spells and crone inspiration. While I’ll call upon pagan imagery and witchy ritual, this is not a book of witchcraft—but that’s not to say you won’t find some magic between its covers. You’ll get to know me: Nina, your crone guide. And together, we’ll discover our crone superpowers and learn about our crone touchstones:

Wisdom, to know who we are
Knowledge, to understand what we want
F**k It, to do what we please

I don’t know about you, but my crone era has lit a fire in me. It feels almost primal, like the power of a thousand f**k its has been flowing through my veins since birth and now is ready to be unleashed upon the world. I am a volcano, ready to erupt: Mount St. F**k You.

Picture the crone: filled with power and fury. Picture the crone: filled with wisdom and knowledge. Picture the crone: filled with love and desire. Picture the crone: free.

Okay, crones. We’re going in.
-The Crone Zone by Nina Bargiel
Shared by Simon & Schuster https://www.simonandschuster.com/books/The-Crone-Zone/Nina-Bargiel/9781683694830?gad_source=1&gad_campaignid=24284158933&gbraid=0AAAAADv-uEk-CxoPdobHkW5fPtw2b_LWS&gclid=CjwKCAjwifjVBhBKEiwAYx4K9KqHIPP2LMfWSGW_WN0yBWnBdG6V5tnan4R4bHCLcRJrX2iUOjGzqxoCr1AQAvD_BwE

I invite you to give this a read and/or listen.......

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