The Veil

Sarah Leverett

The Cailleach greets me
at the heart of Tír na nÓg
where Ancestor Oak’s roots
span wide and run deep
into the fertile earth.

She offers me a vial,
an elixir to lift the veil,
a path through the liminal,
a potion to wipe away
the illusions of this world.

I’m tempted to drink,
to slip through Oak’s portal,
to return home early,
to shapeshift into formlessness,
to create beyond the grip of time.

As I open the bottle,
my body remembers
what my mind does not.
I chose to be here.
I open my heart instead.

My soul yearns to feel
pangs of homesickness,
endless aches of “why?”,
longing for more,
keening incomprehensible grief.

I gaze into The Cailleach’s
gentle, knowing eyes.
She nods as I return the vial.
I feel her words in my bones
“Yes, my child. Carry on”. 


Sarah Leverett is the Creatrix of Intuitive Empowerment where she guides self-exploration and facilitates community care grounded in the magic of Mother Nature. Her background in the academic and nonprofit sectors informs her current service as a hypnotist, tarot reader, mentor, and event host. Sarah’s work and play are deeply inspired by Celtic Pagan mythology and practical witchcraft. She resides in Chattanooga, TN on sacred Cherokee, Muscogee, and Yuchi land with her two beloved cat daughters, Cozy, and Camy.

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