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  • Can I Use Two Different Candles on My Altar? A Witchcfaft Journal

    Can I Use Two Different Candles on My Altar? A Witchcfaft Journal

    Short answer?

    Yes. Of course we love a thrifty witch 🧙‍♀️.

    Long answer?

    Well. Let me walk you through the chaos that is my altar.

    Listen, not all of us have room for a perfectly gridded, four-element altar setup. We may lack custom-carved deity statues and matching polished crystal spheres. Some of us are working with a coffee table, a windowsill, or the corner of a bookshelf. It also holds our overdue library books, pocket knives, and a worry stone we named Frank.

    So when someone asked me,

    “Can I use a different candle 🕯️ for the center and the right side of my altar?”

    I laughed. Not at the question. I laughed at the memory of a time I used a single tea light. It represented all four elements and my ancestors. I even used it to represent the moon. I ran out of space and forgot to charge my crystals. 💎

    It is Yours! You can do a lot of what you Wish!

    Yes, you can use different candles.

    You can also use the same candle twice.

    You can use two different candles for the same thing, if that feels right.

    You are the architect of your altar.

    You can bend space and symbolism like it’s a game of magical Tetris.

    🪬 Doubling Up: The Art of Doing the Most with the Least

    I have one bowl that’s been:

    A water💦vessel A salt holder A scrying dish A temporary ashtray 🚬 A place to put gauges I wanted to take out mid-ritual

    I’ve used:

    A cinnamon stick as both: incense and a wand. A string of rosemary as both protection charm and aesthetic filler. The same jar of eggshells for protection, circle casting, and once in a pinch, to prop up a leaning candle.

    Yes. I have absolutely used one candle as both my “spirit” candle 🕯️ in the center and my “fire/masculine/right-side” energy. But I’ve also placed two candles 🕯️ on the right before when I needed extra firepower. No one came to revoke my witch card.

    TLDR; The Answer

    🕯 So, Can You Use a Different Candle for the Center and the Right?

    Yes. And sometimes it even makes things easier.

    Different candles 🕯️ let you split intention:

    One to hold your core (center/spirit/you) One to charge forward (right/action/fire/sun energy)

    You can dress them differently, color-code them, carve sigils into each one.

    You can whisper your intentions separately.

    You can even let one be tall and elegant, and the other short and angry.

    Magic doesn’t care about symmetry. It cares about sincerity.

    🚨Final Thought From the Altar Corner

    Whether you’re using one candle or a dozen, your altar doesn’t need to be Instagram-ready. It needs to be real. A little wild. A little weird. A little you.

    So yes use two candles. Use one candle twice.

    Use a flashlight in a mason jar if you’re out of matches.

    Use what you have, love 🖤 what you build, and don’t let aesthetic pressure steal the magic from your practice.

    Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to go. I have to retrieve a rock that my cat knocked into a jar of moon water. Again.

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  • I Brought My Full Moon Ritual to Work

    I Brought My Full Moon Ritual to Work

    There’s something deeply bittersweet about missing the moon.

    Every time the full moon rises, I feel a tug at my chest. It is something ancient and soft. It calls me to pause. But most of the time I’m not lighting candles or laying out cloth under its glow. I’m under fluorescent lights instead clocked in doing the work that keeps me afloat.

    So this time I brought the ritual with me.

    Right now, I am sitting under the moon. I am charging my stones. I am not waiting until tomorrow. I am doing it now. This moment is already sacred because I am present. I will renew my intentions and affirmations again tomorrow night. I will continue to recharge these stones monthly under every full moon.

    Lunch Break Spell Work

    On my break, I held stones in my hands. I spoke like someone who already knows their magic is working. I whispered truths I’m ready to live in, not just hope for. I didn’t ask the moon for anything. I affirmed what is already happening. It is already becoming, already mine.

    I set intentions for stability and creative expansion for momentum that doesn’t burn me out. I set intentions for clarity, protection, grounded joy, and long-lasting purpose. I set them not from a place of lacking but from a place of embodiment. I chose each phrase carefully. I viewed them not like a wish list but like an oath.

    Because when we set intentions we’re not begging the universe we’re building it

    We’re saying this is what I am becoming this is what already lives inside me this is what is inevitable because I choose to keep showing up

    Two Stones

    Two stones carried the heart of this moment for me Libyan Desert Glass and Moldavite.

    Libyan Desert Glass, born of heat and impact, is the kind of stone that doesn’t whisper. It tells you that you are building something real. It’s not a stone of fast thrills. It’s about legacy. It’s about a long-term vision and foundations you can return to. That’s why I carry it. It reminds me that the slow, steady burn of my current work is establishing a foundation. This foundation is something my future self can stand on.

    Moldavite that one needs its own moment.

    Moldavite has been sensationalized by TikTok. It’s portrayed as a chaos crystal, a drama bomb, and a remedy for all bad things. There’s a belief that it also makes your exes vanish. But that’s not what it is, not really.

    Moldavite doesn’t repel it calls. It protects. It is beautiful and powerful. It commands respect.

    Amplifies

    It amplifies what you set. If you pair it with panic, it will magnify panic. If matched with unresolved grief or bitter wishes, it magnifies those as well. Just take it all away, and you’ll see what it magnifies. That storm. That purge. That mess. It’s not because it’s evil, but because you told it to.

    Moldavite is a stone of momentum. It says I’ll bring it faster, louder, and now. If you unintentionally focus on chaos, fear, or destruction, it will return that energy. It will echo back in ways that you’re not ready for.

    So I use it carefully.

    With Moldavite, I speak only what I want. I accelerate aligned growth and creative expansion. I gain spiritual clarity and purpose that doesn’t break me.

    Seriously be careful with Her like Cardi B

    And it answers. Always.

    If you’ve ever missed a full moon because life got in the way know this it still sees you.

    And you can still make the moment sacred

    Even if it’s in your work uniform Even if it’s between tasks Even if it’s just a whisper

    It counts

    You count

    And the moon is still so so proud.

    If you can’t perform your full moon ritual outdoors or at work, you can charge your stones differently. Set them on a windowsill during the full moon’s glow. The moonlight will reach them there. It will carry the energy you intend. Just focus on your intentions before you leave.

    And if you miss the full moon altogether, a Selenite charging jar can gently cleanse and recharge your stones anytime. If you want to learn how to make one or buy a beautiful handcrafted jar, just ask . I can connect you with a friend who makes them.

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  • What Do You See? A Stack of Books or a Lifetime of Stories?

    What Do You See? A Stack of Books or a Lifetime of Stories?

    Inspired by what do you see?

    What do you see?

    A stack of old books worn, discolored, pages slightly curled from age or damp air. Some stained with coffee rings or candle wax. Varying sizes. Varying weight.

    Maybe that’s all, if you don’t look long.

    But

    Look harder.

    Pause. Breathe. Squint if you must. Wipe the crust from your eyes and clear off those glasses…!

    You might see the corners of a child’s favorite bedtime story, read until the spine cracked and the cover faded to ghost. You might see a grimoire with notes in the margin, a smudge of ash from a spell done wrong or perfectly right. A tearstain that dried before it soaked through. Wax from a blue candle. A pressed herb.

    One book may have been a gift that was inscribed in loopy cursive, handed to a friend on a bad day, then carried from one broken heart to the next like a torch. A companion. A relic. A secret.

    I bet one is a family recipe book. Passed from great grandma to the youngest grand daughter. The pages hold her keys to her culture and history.

    A college text? A how to do it yourself? Oh I know the yellow pages phone book!

    Really though these aren’t just books. They’re not junk or clutter or meaningless shelf-fillers.

    They’re memory. Muscle. Magic.

    Every spine has a soul behind it.

    So I ask again

    What do you see?

    Really.

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