The Magic Money Jar

When March winds blow, and skies are bleak and your checking account looks like welfare week. Go to your kitchen with a dash. Find a jar to bring some cash.

Get a tea bag, mint for sure. Brew a cup, you need no more. In your little witch's pot, add vervain, not a lot. In goes dragon's blood and cinque foil. Bring it all to a rolling boil. Mix ingredients, stir it thrice. Cut the heat, throw in some ice.

On paper virgin, write your need. Be specific, ignore the greed. Put the paper in a jar: To bring in riches from afar. Call the Fates, yes all three. Ask them for prosperity. Here's the chant, it's easy now. Take your time to give it power.

"Three great ladies crossed the land
Each held prosperity in their hand
The first said, "She needs some."
The second said, "She has some."
The third said, "There is more to come."
"We turn three times, the way of the Sun.""

Raise your energy, clap three times. Then seal the brew with a magical sign. When it cools, pour in the jar. Close it tight, mark with a star.

A minor magic, I call this: To bring you monetary bliss. For extra punch, choose a planetary hour: Full Moon is good, for extra power. When money comes, thank the Gods. Pour the content on the sod. Return in like the gifts you got. And remember all the blessings brought.