Category: Cornwall
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What Is Magic — and Who Uses It, and Why?

We use magic not simply to predict or control, but to orient ourselves in a world that often feels overwhelming.
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The Connection Between Lughnasadh, The Heart of Shadows, and Ara Norenzayan’s Research

According to Cornish folklore, the Heart represents the essence of life and the balance between light and dark—a theme that resonates with the cyclical nature of agricultural seasons.
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The Shining Ones, Tuatha de Danaan, and the Roads Beneath Our Feet

The Watchers appear in texts like the Book of Enoch, a once-suppressed text that describes how these beings—often interpreted as fallen angels—shared knowledge of metallurgy, herbalism, astrology, and magical practices.
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Blog Post Review: Faeries, Fallen Ages, and the Forgotten Covenant — A Deep Dive into Red Tree, White Treeby Wendy Berg

Berg paints a stunning portrait of Faery not as the domain of mischievous sprites or dainty flower fairies, but as a noble Otherworld inhabited by radiant, intelligent beings whose lives once overlapped with ours.
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“Echoes in the Cave: A Letter Exchange on Forster, Faith, and Fissures from the correspondence of Lillian Hartley and Sylvia Moon

I knew it was from you the moment I saw the cover. Only you would think to tuck existential despair between the poetry shelves — or was that Edward’s mischief? He does so love a theatrical gesture.
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December 25th: Morning Tea, A Postcard, and The Portrait of a Lady

Sylvia blamed the cat. We haven’t had a cat in years.
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The Door Has Always Been Open

I tried the Virginia Woolf route. Everyone else seemed to find some holy map between her pages — Sylvia and Lillian, with their candlelit arguments and mystical comparisons. But for me?
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A Room of One’s Own — and Nowhere to Go

In A Room of One’s Own, Woolf argued that creative power needs space and independence to flourish. But she also said — and I’ve always remembered this — that even if Shakespeare’s sister had been born with talent, the world would not have let her survive it. Not then.
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Storm in a Teacup, or the Weight of a Day? Sylvia and Lillian Read Mrs Dalloway

“One woman worrying about gloves and seating plans, a man flinging himself out the window. Sounds like a waste of a day.”
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The Heart of Shadows and the Summer Solstice: Interweaving Nature, Belief, and Cornish Folklore

The Heart of Shadows and the Summer Solstice: Interweaving Nature, Belief, and Cornish Folklore
