Blessed Imbolc! Let’s get real about seasonal depression, loss of hope in general, and hanging in there. Today’s sit n’ sip on the porch is all about sharing the lows, but also the unfathomable (and often hard to locate) hope that resides just under the frozen tundra. I might be sharing too much in this one—but we’re in this together, so . . . Love y’all!

When you believe in things that you don’t understand . . . you might need to kick their ass. Today’s musing on the porch delves into the divide between superstition and the proactive witch. Y’all ready? (Way less chickens are in this episode, but pigs do show up.) The Boogie Man and Seba have a bit of a chat. Come sit on the porch a spell!

Blessed Yule, Y’all! Love chatting about ways to witchify your cleaning habits? Come sit on the porch a spell and dig into some natural, country ways to protect your land while scrubbing your floors. (If this is not your digs, skip ahead about 17 minutes). Today’s episode will then wind around the back forty toward a Pagan Yuletide Carol over a warm fire. Have yourself a merry little Winter Solstice!

Y’all know that moment where we go numb? Where we are just trying to get through the best we can, but our impulse is to throw our armor on and not feel too much? Yeah. That kills our magic. Let’s chat about being present, as much as possible, through the blue days. Let’s witchify ‘ary damn thing, shall we? Send me an email at [email protected] with your stories about how you stay awake, alive and magical in the little moments of our lives. Love y’all!

Tough stuff: Grieving, remembering, and honoring our familiars. Seba shares the life and loss of her sweet Gatsby, the Aussie who became a hero.

Happy holidays! Today we are chatting about being unique and nourishing those magical differences, rather than conforming to the status quo. All misfits to the porch!

We have listener questions! From the magic of wallflower witches to the killing fields of gaslighting, Seba chats back with those of you who have written in... and shares a bit of her own witchy life. Come sit on the porch a spell!