Morgana Dragonfly

08/02/2026

08/02/2026

Lammas, also known as Lughnasadh, is a beautiful time for the solitary practitioner to pause and honour the first harvest, giving thanks for the abundance, growth, and lessons the year has already brought. Light a gold, orange, or yellow candle to represent the warmth of the Sun and the ripening fields, then spend a few quiet moments reflecting on the seeds you planted earlier in the year both in your magical practice and in your everyday life. Consider what has flourished, what still needs nurturing, and what you’re ready to release as the Wheel continues to turn. Offer a piece of bread, oats, or grain to the Earth in gratitude for her generosity, recognising the balance of giving and receiving that sustains all life. As you enjoy a simple harvest feast or a slice of freshly baked bread, speak words of thanks for the blessings you have received and set an intention to carry gratitude, resilience, and abundance into the coming months. Close your ritual with the affirmation: “With gratitude in my heart and abundance in my spirit, I honour the first harvest. May the fruits of my labour continue to grow, may wisdom guide my path, and may the blessings of the Earth remain with me. So mote it be.”
Blessed be
Moonstone

07/24/2026

Here's my first post to my artist website. Please check it out. Thanks.

One morning I decided to clean up the mess on a table on my front porch, but then I was struck by the pattern of light and shape and shadow that played across

07/20/2026

Just finished, Evening Shadows on the Pond. 14”x11” pastel on Somime Pastel Mat. Will be featured tomorrow on Daily Paintworks What’s New page, check it out at dailypaintworks.com

06/09/2026

I created this blog post recently and would like to share it with you.
I will soon be posting lessons on the practical use of Runes. If you are interested hit the subscribe button on the contact page so that you will never miss a post.

If in the beginning there was only the First Cause, Original Source of All That Is, what was there than to make anything out of but pieces of itself? Are we not