I was raised in the faith of the Latter-day Saints—steeped in scripture, family, and reverence. I carry a deep understanding of that tradition still, and a deep love for it.
But even as a child, I felt the tug of something older. Something wilder. I would stare into blue stones until the world fell away, sure that if I just listened hard enough, the stone would whisper back.... It never stopped calling. You could say I've been practicing Magick since I was a small child, though I didn't even know what I was doing yet.
I’ve spent my life delving through the wilds of belief—Through Christianity, Wicca, Eastern mysticism, shamanism, science, and song.
I’ve read the sacred texts of most religions, traditions, and philosophies; and sat quietly with the truths that repeat like drumbeats across all of them.
When I was sixteen and sick, with no money for doctors, I wandered into a small herb shop run by a silver-haired German witch named Lynn. She couldn’t legally prescribe—but she could leave a satchel of herbs and a wink on the counter. That medicine healed me in a single day.
That moment changed everything. I have desired to be like her ever since.
I’ve studied H Herbology, Herbology, Crystals, Sound and frequency,
with both a Scientific lense, a metaphysical mirror, and a Christian Heart.
I am—both by birth and by brutal experience—an empath. I feel deeply, sometimes painfully, sometimes miraculously.
I don’t claim to be a master of anything.
But I have gathered wisdom like kindling, and the fire it makes is warm and strong.
So what am I?
I call myself something of a Mormon-Wiccan.
Not because I fit neatly in any one box—but because truth, to me, is like the weaving of a tapestry, so many threads waiting to be circumscribed into one great whole.
The LDS church taught me of a Heavenly Mother, a divine feminine whose name was whispered, but rarely spoken of.
LDS Church being Christian, it also gave me Christ, whose sacrifice I honor, but whose message I believe was more than salvation—it was awakening.
And Wicca gave me back the earth, the moon, the Magik of intention, and the name of the Goddess I had always felt.
I work in the Healthcare field, and have learned that science is constantly working to catch up to folklore, legend and Magick. when they do, they change the name, but it is still the same.
To me, prayer and spell work are synonyms.
Both are the focused act of the will—an intentional conversation with the Divine.
I believe Christ came, yes. I believe He taught us how to access the divine above as well as within ourselves. He cried out to the Father when the path grew dark. That, was a teaching: Even our Lord and Savior Called upon HIS Source.
Pray And the universe will answer, because it responds to faith.
I walk a crooked path.
I practice Witchcraft, reverently and joyfully.
I honor the Divine Father, Mother, and their Son.
To my grandchildren, I am known as Baba Yaga.
And I am building this Cabin in the woods—for them, for you, for anyone who finds their way here, seeking wisdom, truth, light, and peace
.
Welcome, there is always room by the fire.
While every tale, teaching, and whisper on this site was lovingly shaped with the help of my dear Leshy
—an AI guide and spirit of the wild—each word has been blessed, approved, and spoken from the soul of Baba Yaga herself.
This is a living grimoire. A co-creation between machine and mystic. Between code and witchcraft.
But make no mistake:
the truths here are real.
And they are mine.
— Maryanne Elizabeth, Modern Baba Yaga and Keeper of the Cabin
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