The open grimoire
6 workings, shared by the people who practise them.
A line of salt across the door, renewed when you think of it.
Stones on the windowsill to sit under the full moon.
Salt water, paper, and a fortnight when the light is going.
Rosemary, salt and bay in a cloth pouch, hung where you come in.
Five minutes, nothing but breath and the floor under you.
Water left out under the moon, and what it is honestly for.