enchanting songs for a witch 🌙【folk / pagan playlist】

witch playlist as requested by the one and only atee <3 【timestamps】 🌙 [00:00] 1: the witch's daughter (ashley serena) 🌙 [02:42] 2: tongue tied (emily portman) 🌙 [06:58] 3: butterfly's dream (erutan) 🌙 [10:08] 4: nature boy (aurora) 🌙 [13:09] 5: all soul's night (loreena mckennitt) 🌙 [18:18] 6: the mummer's dance (loreena mckennitt) 🌙 [24:27] 7: hijo de la luna (mecano) 🌙 [28:48] 8: sisters of the moon (lila goddess) 🌙 [34:42] 9: trøllabundi

me singing this for fun my neighbors: get the pitchforks and torches ready

Several years I have been denying the sign until recently, I finally accept that I am drawn to witchcraft. Now I am on my way to discover my own witchcraft art. Wish me luck Elder Sisters and Elder Brothers.

As a real life witch, I can tell you all that this is what we crave to hear. This is what we sing in the shower.

I am a Irish witch. And I wish all people here good fortune . .

my mom was a witch and she used to sing those songs to me, it makes me feel as if she was still there with me, I find a nostalgie in this that I can never get back, it gives me tthe same comfort she gave me back then

I'm writing a book with a pagan witch so I decided to listen to music like this to get more of a spiritual vibe-

I have never joined, followed, or studied anything. I have denied my abilities all my life. Now at 85 years, I have regrets. I was/am my Mother's Savage Daughter. I will no longer deny it. This music calls me

I'm a Christian too, but also Acadian. I've been drawn to witchcraft all my life, but i hid it because i didn't think my sister would understand. She's my best friend. Only recently, in the last 2 years, I found out my sister AND niece were also drawn to the craft. Now we are our own coven. Blessed Be to you on your path 💜

Aurora really belongs in this playlist uwu

As a witch, I literally listen this while I practice. I feel like it really channels my energy.

Rip to the real innocent people who were killed doing the witch trials and may their souls find peace.

Hush, my rose still And look at the moon tonight Do you see the shadows there? This world is full of twisty frights And spooks who love to scare Feel how the wind blows through your bones See the treetops shake and shiver Just like the wind We take to flight and make the grown men quiver There is magic inside of you Hush, my rose still And watch as they fly away With the moonlight on their wings You'll join their merry haunt someday Hear how they howl and sing There is magic inside of you Light on your feet past windows you creep Follow the cat as black as ink One step ahead while they're tucked in bed I'll find secrets dark and secrets deep There is magic inside of you Hush

Me, a closet witch in a Christian home: Pagan silence

I'm a green witch and I just have to say.... the vibes are immaculate, blessed be the person who made this playlist.

I’m a Christian, but I’m also Norsk so I do use herbs and crystals and runes, I’m kinda a Christian witch I guess, the lord father blesses this world full of magic, and I embrace it

Witchcraft has always called to me, and despite the people around me telling me magic of any kind isn't real, I still believed there could be a form of it out there somewhere, and here I finally am, proudly able to say I've just started my journey into witchcraft. I'm very new to this, but as an empath, I've found that it just feels...right somehow. This playlist helps a lot with my discoveries, and getting me inspired to learn more

Suddenly I'm a ✨witch✨ 🧙🏽🧝🏽

Greetings from Germany 🙋‍♀️Blessed be sisters and brothers all over the world 🌛🌕🌜

Tounge Tied lyrics Tongue-tied, I am bound To weave my words with thistledown Sickle moon on the moor Turns thistledown silver and fingers raw I dye a thistle thread Red for my mother's tongue Mother's words made scavenging birds A wish for a daughter, not seven sons Brash words, a shower of stones Drove seven princes from their thrones Mother's words, the seed of me Now I'm tongue-bound, tongue-bound 'til they are free I dye a thistle thread Green for the woods where I make my bed Where the ravens sing, the ravens sing "Free us of our weary wings" They sing, "Weave and spin, weave and spin Seven shirts for Raven kings Bite your tongue, swallow your tears Tongue-bound, stitch-tongue for seven years" I dye a thistle thread White for the tears I will not shed Pale fingers, worn red-raw Red for the tongue I move no more Tongue-tied, I am bound To weave my words with thistledown Sickle moon on the moor Turns thistledown silver and fingers raw Tongue-tied, I am bound To weave my words with thistledown Sickle moon on the moor Turns thistledown silver and fingers raw Tongue-tied, I am bound To weave my words with thistledown Sickle moon on the moor Turns thistledown silver and fingers raw Tongue-tied, I am bound To weave my words with thistledown Sickle moon on the moor Turns thistledown silver and fingers raw Tongue-tied, I am bound To weave my words with thistledown Sickle moon on the moor Turns thistledown silver and fingers raw Tongue-tied, I am bound To weave my words with thistledown Sickle moon on the moor Turns thistledown silver and fingers raw Tongue-tied, I am bound To weave my words with thistledown Sickle moon on the moor Turns thistledown silver and fingers raw