About Me

Hi, I'm Kim Galliher

I first fell in love with magic and all things witchy when I received my city library card back in 1978 or 1979.

I devoured books on the subject—everything from the Frank L. Baum Oz series to books covering the witch trials.I felt a kinship with these women and knew I was like them.

After that, I tried my best to do witchy things. Some things came easily as I was a natural-born intuitive and medium, having had my first experience just before I turned two and a half. But in high school, having a flair for drama, I thought being a witch meant burning things under the light of the moon. Ok, so it sometimes does mean that, but it also means so much more.

In my 20s, I thought it meant sex magic and love spells, and I did make a small attempt to become Wiccan. Back then, all the authors were Wiccan, and it seemed like you almost had to be. But it wasn’t a good fit spiritually for me, and so when my marriage fell apart, I set everything aside just trying to survive as a single mom with a newborn and toddler.

In my 30s, I thought witchdom meant coven life, but again, it wasn’t a good fit for me. I’m an introvert by nature, not big on elaborate ritual, and my spiritual beliefs didn’t align with that of the coven. But I learned so much and am grateful for the experience.

In my 40s, I stepped out of the broom closet. I turned my practice into a business, and then my business into a hobby as my life became a bit chaotic. And now, during the final year of my 40th year, I am blogging to tell the tale of witchy life.

And while I might not fit the mold of storybook, movie, or Instagram witchy women (I’ve been called a “fluffy witch” before), I have been a practicing witch for more than 30 years.

So if you’re interested in witchy things from a writer living in the godforsaken southwestern desert or if you have ever have wondered where to start or what to try, how to know what works, I’m your gal.

 Kim Galliher is a writer living in Las Vegas with her three beautiful kids, spitfire of a granddaughter, 4 dogs, the worst feral cat ever, and a fat-tailed gecko named Ralph. She loves meditation, all things spiritual, books, tea, incense, food spicier than the 9th ring of Hell, and laughing out loud.  

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