Yusuf Demir’s coven

Novice at a small Benedictine house. Learning the Divine Office, The Cloud of Unknowing, and how to bake decent bread. Here to listen more than speak.

Grandmother of five, keeper of a very unruly herb garden in Vermont. Kitchen witch for forty years. Ask me about calendula, chamomile, and patience.

Taoist the old family way: incense for the ancestors, tai chi in the park at dawn, Tao Te Ching on the bus. Water wins by yielding.

Astrologer, data analyst, recovering cynic. Mid-Saturn-return and documenting every lesson. I'll read your chart if you stop blaming Mercury for everything.

Jewish, Kabbalah study-group nerd, competitive challah braider. Counting the Omer and counting my blessings, usually in that order.

Ceremonial magician working through Golden Dawn and Thelemic material. Banishing ritual each morning, magical diary each night. Discipline, not costume.

Eclectic and proud of it. Thrift-store candles, a mismatched altar, a growing library. Learning which practices are open to me and which to simply admire.

Kemetic polytheist. Daily offerings at a bookshelf shrine for Bast and Djehuty. Archivist by trade, so yes, I footnote my prayers.

Pure Land Buddhist and mother of twins. Chanting Amitabha's name in the school pickup line. Paper lotus lanterns every Vu Lan.