The Season of the Modern Witch
Halloween used to be about costumes and candy, the rush of pretending to be someone else for one night. But somewhere between growing up and burning sage, it became something deeper; a ritual of remembering what it feels like to believe in magic. The season is changing, and with it, so are we. The veil between what is real and what we wish for grows thinner. Every year, when October begins to fade and the year comes to an end, something in us shifts. The air feels colder, the light shines golden through the leaves. Naturally, we want to connect to our energy, aura, intuition.
The magical root of it goes way back. Halloween was Samhain, a pagan festival marking the end of harvest and the beginning of darkness. It was the night spirits crossed over, when the world tilted into something unseen. That liminal energy still lingers: we crave transformation, we crave the unknown. It’s how we play with identity, how we test the boundaries between who we are and who we could be. People gathered around fires, offering food to wandering souls, trusting that what they couldn’t see was just as alive as what they could. That ancient sense of presence still lingers. Every flicker of a candle, every gust of wind feels like a message.
It’s the time of year when the world slows down, and the invisible becomes louder. Shadows stretch longer and our inner worlds start to glow. Maybe that’s why we’re drawn to lighting candles, reading star and moon cicles, reconnecting with what made us believe in the impossible. We reach for the stars not to predict the future, but to feel part of something larger than routine. The end of the year always carries a quiet pull back to the unseen.
Witchcraft never truly disappeared but today it reinvented itself. It lives in the language of self-connection: moon cycles, crystals, tarot spreads, astrology charts. We’ve turned the old spells into small, daily gestures of faith. To pause, to manifest, to believe that energy means something. Witchcraft today is in recovery from forgetting that we once believed. The modern witch is in every girl who trusts her gut and follows her natural spirit.
We find our magic in crystals, candle rituals, reading our chart and burning sage. The modern witch is quiet, reflective, intuitive. She’s the girl who senses when a room changes, who feels her body shift with the moon. This season is not about fear, not costumes, not darkness, but the invitation to feel everything again. The nostalgia, the mystery, the childlike need to peek into another world. The comfort of believing that something unseen still guides us.
Happy Halloween, it’s magic returning home.