A Wiccan companion
The first grimoire that writes itself.
True moon phases, a living Book of Shadows, your coven, your kitchen, and the tarot, gathered into one quiet and beautiful place. For Wiccans, and for the witch curious.
Why Witchen exists
It began with a simple wish: a Book of Shadows that actually understands the craft. Templated entries, real correspondences, timing you can trust, and a memory that learns how your own magic moves through the year.
The daily practice
01
Ninety six herbs, true to the season. Each one with its story, its correspondences, and one small thing to try today.
Safety notes on every herb, always.
02
The real moon, computed astronomically. Phase, illumination, and the next turning, down to the minute.
The sky is the source of truth.
03
Twenty four Elder Futhark runes, drawn fresh each day, with a plain word and a gentle practice.
Old alphabets, new mornings.
04
A thousand original reflections, one per day, nearly three years before one repeats. Read it, hear it, keep it.
Written like letters, not slogans.
The Grimoire
Parchment pages, a bound spine, page numbers in the margin. Entries for ritual, spell, dream, and divination, each one stamped with the moon that watched you write it.
Tell it your intent in plain words. It drafts the whole working: timing, ingredients, words.
Herbs, stones, colors, planets, moon phases, each tagged with its lineage and whether it is open to you.
Mark any entry oathbound and it is sealed: never exported, never shared, never synced.
The Circle
Find your coven or walk the seeker path. Ask for energy when you need it, and hold light for others. At the full moon, the app can walk the whole circle through the rite together, breath by breath.
Post a need. Your people tap a candle lit for you. Warmth you can see.
Covens are closed rooms. No exact location, ever. Block anyone, leave quietly.
Community without the casino. This is carved over the door.
The Cauldron
One hundred and fifty recipes by intent and moon phase, Sabbat menus for all eight festivals, and kitchen correspondences for every spice on your shelf.
Waxing moon breads, waning moon soups. The phase sets the menu.
A dish and a drink for every festival, kept simple enough to actually make.
Tarot
A full tarot with original meanings, honest framing, and readings that teach as they reveal. Reflection, never fortune telling.
The app
A dashboard that greets you like morning light. Between-the-worlds ritual mode when you need silence. A discreet mode that lets the app look like anything but. Text sizes, high contrast, and full screen reader support as a baseline, not a favor.
The ethics
Three promises, kept in the code itself.
No coercive workings, ever. The app will not help you target a named person, and it says so plainly when you ask.
Your Book of Shadows lives on your phone, not our servers. No exact location, ever. Oathbound entries cannot leave the device by construction.
Every correspondence carries its lineage: where it comes from, whose it is, whether it is open. Closed practices stay closed, with an alternative offered instead.
