I’ve maintained a sacred space ever since I moved into our current apartment, two years ago. My first altar decorations reflected my journey into motherhood as a pregnant womban:

The rosemary wreath I wore at our handfasting as well as hubby’s boutineer.

My altar has changed with the seasons but I apparently have failed to take many pictures. To be honest, I’ve struggled to maintain this space beyond adding new trinkets from Mother Earth and regularly lighting the candle as a peaceful light during bedtime for the kids. 

But now I have a new space in my kitchen – my prime witchy space. 

I’m very pleased with my kitchen altar. ❤️✨ I got the inspiration from one of my new favorite reads: