Tonight, October 25, the Hunter’s Moon lights the autumn sky, arriving just days before Halloween.

Its name recalls the season when people hunted and preserved food for winter, with cleared fields and bright evening moonlight helping them prepare for the colder months ahead.

Bare branches reaching into the darkness, leaves whispering across empty paths, and a bright moon watching over it all.

Step outside tonight, look up, and let the world grow quiet for a moment. For all the witches, dreamers, night wanderers, and restless souls among us, this feels like our kind of night.

The moon is a loyal companion.
It never leaves. It’s always there, watching, steadfast, knowing us in our light and dark moments, changing forever just as we do. Every day it’s a different version of itself. Sometimes weak and wan, sometimes strong and full of light. The moon understands what it means to be human.
Uncertain. Alone. Cratered by imperfections. Tahereh Mafi

There is something about an October morning that feels as though the old magic is waking with us.

The air carries whispers of things we cannot see, the earth holds memories older than our names, and somewhere between the darkness and the first light, the veil feels just a little thinner.
A jar of moon water, a candle, a few written intentions or a quiet moment beneath the night sky can become a meaningful part of your practice.

With Samhain approaching, this is a time to honour your ancestors, refresh your household protections and reflect on what you no longer wish to carry into the darker months.

The old ways remind us that magic can be found in ordinary things, given meaning through intention, repetition and care.

Take what resonates with your practice and leave the rest.

As we draw closer to Samhain, may you feel the strength of those who walked before you, the wisdom of your own spirit, and the quiet stirring of magic that has never truly left this world.

Moonlight drowns out all but the brightest stars.
J.R.R. Tolkien,