🌑 My Story: At the Crossroads 🌑
I am The AwesternWitch—a shadow-walker, key-bearer, and devoted seeker of what lies beneath the surface of things. My journey did not begin with books or teachers, but with a knowing. A bone-deep hunger for mystery. A voice in the wind. A dream that did not fade at dawn.

Through the Moon Temple Mystery School, I was initiated into the ancient rites and rose as a High Priest—reborn in light, tested in shadow. From there, the path only deepened. I turned toward the old spells—the PGM, sacred and wild—learning their power through the Blackthorne School, invoking gods who answer not with comfort, but with clarity.

And then She came.
Hekate.
Torchbearer. Gatekeeper. Mother of Witches.
Through Jason Miller’s Sorcery of Hekate, I found not a deity, but a living force. A mentor cloaked in mist, flame, and silence. With Her, I stand at the threshold—between worlds, between selves.

To read the signs and heed the currents, I took to the Tarot. Under Richard Knight at the Tarot Academy, I learned to draw truth from symbol, to see not what is likely—but what is essential.

I offer flame and whiskey, salt and silence. I make my altar in the dust. My magic is ancestral, elemental, and sovereign. It belongs to the land, the spirits, and the deep well of my own becoming.

And still, I do not claim mastery.
The more I learn, the more I am unmade.
The unknown is not my fear—it is my temple.