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In the old homes of Ireland, the Hearth Water Charm united dawn-gathered water with the first flame of the day to bless, cleanse, and protect the household. This ancient ritual of fire and flow balanced purity with spirit, creating a quiet ward that kept the home in harmony with the unseen.

In the oldest layers of the Irish Craft, whispering was not silence—it was power. A whispered spell was breath and spirit moving as one, a charm carried on the wind to the unseen. Before tools or symbols, the witch cast with her anáil, the living bridge between soul and spell.

Discover the myth of Aillén mac Midgna, the Samhain fire-drake whose enchanted flames brought renewal through destruction in ancient Irish lore.

In old Irish folklore, a broom placed beside the door was far more than a tool — it was a silent guardian. Whether bristles-up to turn aside harm or resting by the hearth to draw blessings inward, the broom acted as a charm of protection, cleansing, and unseen vigilance. This ancient tradition reveals the deep magic woven into the threshold, where home meets the wider spirit world.

In old Irish folklore, a single flame was lit at the door to welcome the lost, protect the living, and honour the dead. Known as the Threshold Candle, it bridged the realms of spirit and home — guiding travellers, calming uneasy nights, and marking the doorway as sacred ground. This ancient tradition reveals the heart of Irish liminality: a flame that remembers both worlds.

In the old Irish Craft, every home was guarded by two ancient protectors — salt from the sea and smoke from the sacred flame. Together they formed a powerful cleansing charm that steadied the spirit, cleared the air, and restored harmony to any dwelling. This traditional Salt and Smoke Blessing reveals how witches balanced earth and air to anchor, purify, and renew the home.

Under the waning moon, witches of old Ireland carried their stones to running water, letting flow and fading light wash away old memory and spent magic. This ritual of release—nigh ghlanadh na gcloch—reminds us that even stone must rest, and every tool must be renewed. Through moon, water, and intention, we return our stones to stillness and begin again.

Across Ireland’s old battlefields rises the Bánánach—pale spirits born of mist, memory, and the hush after the clash of blades. Neither dark nor benevolent, they drift above the fallen as echoes of courage, grief, and endings. Their presence teaches the witch that loss carries wisdom, and remembrance is a sacred act.

In Irish folklore, not every wind is merely weather. The sí gaoithe — the Fairy Wind — is a sudden, spiralling gust believed to carry the Aos Sí as they move unseen between worlds. To honour this wind is to walk in harmony with the old ways, where even the air itself is alive with spirit and story.

In Irish Samhain mythology, Indech mac Dé Domnann rises as the dark tide of the year — a Fomorian king whose power shapes endings, renewal, and the sacred descent into shadow.

A spectral warrior rises from Ireland’s bogs and battlefields — the Eachtrannach Cnámh Gheal, the White-Boned Wanderer. A guardian of forgotten dead, he walks the mists between worlds, reminding us that remembrance is sacred.

At Samhain, as the veil thins and the world leans into shadow, The Dagda walks the boundary once more — cauldron in hand, harp across his back, turning the great wheel between life and death. His myth, his laughter, and his power echo through the season of endings.

Iron water is one of the quiet power-tools of the Ancient Irish Craft — a union of metal and storm that brings protection, grounding, and spiritual fortification. Learn its folklore, its connection to the divine smith Goibniu, and how to use iron water safely and effectively in modern witchcraft.

Across Ireland lie the Corpse Roads — ancient pathways where mourners once carried the dead to consecrated ground. These straight, liminal tracks were believed to guide spirits safely between worlds, and blocking them invited misfortune. Explore the lore, magic, and reverence woven into Bóithre na Marbh.

In Irish mythology, the Abaidh is the enchanted boar of the Otherworld — a blazing spirit of courage, trial, and transformation. From the hunts of the Fianna to the prophetic death of Diarmuid, the boar tests heroes, guards sacred wisdom, and embodies the wild power of the land itself.

Soot was one of the oldest magical tools of the Celtic witch—born of fire, carrying memory, and holding the quiet power of shadow. Learn how hearth soot became a tool of protection, invisibility, boundary magic, and ancestral wisdom in the Old Craft.

In Irish mythology, Cethlenn of the Crooked Teeth is the dark Fomorian prophetess of Samhain — a force of endings, shadow, and inevitable fate. Her myth teaches us to face the waning year with courage, prophecy, and respect for the unseen.

In the Ancient Irish Craft, knots were more than thread—they were vessels of magic, protection, and will. Each knot sealed intention, shaped energy, and bound spells into the world. Here, we explore the old Irish art of knot magic and how witches may weave its power today.

In Irish witchcraft, silence is not emptiness but a source of power. This blog explores how unspoken intention, stillness, and hidden knowledge strengthen ritual magic.

In the peatlands of Ireland, the Bog Púca moves through mist as guide, trickster, or silent watcher. Unlike its harvest kin, this Púca belongs to thresholds — marsh, mire, and the shifting places where land and spirit meet. Tales speak of travellers lost or saved by its shapeshifting form. This blog explores its Irish mythology, lessons for witches, and the dangers and blessings of liminal ground.