A declaration of harmony between magic, humanity, and the living Earth. 🌿
1. We Are Children of the Sun and Soil
We are born of light and loam — not separate from the world, but threads in its great weaving.
Our breath mingles with the wind; our blood mirrors the tides.
To live is to participate in the song of the Earth.
2. Magic Is Ecology in Motion
Witchcraft is the art of relationship — of speaking with root and river, of listening to the whisper of stone.
Our spells are compost, care, and courage.
Each act of healing, each garden tended, each protest raised in love — these are our rituals.
3. The Seasons Are Our Teachers
We turn with the Wheel of the Year: sowing, reaping, resting, renewing.
We refuse the cult of endless growth.
We honor death as we honor birth, for both feed the soil of becoming.
To live seasonally is to live truthfully.
4. Technology Must Serve the Sacred
Let our cities bloom with solar panels and moss; let machines hum in harmony with bees.
The future we build is not sterile steel — it is green, glowing, alive.
Innovation without reverence is desecration.
But technology guided by wonder becomes a hymn to life.
5. The Witch Is a Guardian of Balance
In every age, the witch stands at the threshold — between human and wild, seen and unseen.
We are healers, protectors, weavers of the old ways into new futures.
Our craft is resistance against apathy, domination, and despair.
To be a witch is to remember what the world has forgotten: that all things are sacred.
6. The Law of the Craft Is Love
“Harm none” is not passivity — it is radical empathy.
We defend forests, rivers, and people alike from harm, for their well-being is our own.
Love is the spell that sustains creation.
Let every action be cast in that light.
7. The Future Is Enchanted
We reject dystopia. We choose hope.
The Solarpunk Witch dreams of gardens on rooftops, rituals under solar lanterns, communities woven from care and creativity.
This is not fantasy — it is prophecy.
The world we envision begins with every choice we make today.
🌻 So we rise — with broom and seed, with spell and solar light.
We are the witches of tomorrow, the guardians of a living Earth.
Our faith is the future,
Our magic is renewal,
Our creed is love.