<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[Laura LaBrie]]></title><description><![CDATA[Adventure, Travel, Life, and Happiness in the Jungles of Mexico!]]></description><link>https://www.themetaphysicalhaberdashery.com/blog</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2026 15:01:25 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.themetaphysicalhaberdashery.com/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Whispers of Wyrd: How the Norns Carved Fate into Yggdrasil]]></title><description><![CDATA[Ever wonder where the runes actually come from? ✨ Long before Odin hung from the World Tree, three mysterious maidens sat beneath Yggdrasil, carving sacred symbols to weave the threads of fate itself.

Step into the story of the Norns, the web of Wyrd, and how the first runes were spoken into existence.]]></description><link>https://www.themetaphysicalhaberdashery.com/post/whispers-of-wyrd-how-the-norns-carved-fate-into-yggdrasil</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6ab918015e4273c28934e456</guid><category><![CDATA[The Marked Word]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 27 Sep 2026 13:55:10 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/f5f9cf_b5fe29b905bb45caa4ac317f139c9ab9~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_941,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Laura LaBrie</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[ The Woman on the Mountain]]></title><description><![CDATA[What happens when there is nothing you can do to fix someone else’s troubles? A journey with the rune Hagalaz led me to a family high in the mountains of Mexico, where a damaged crop, a bowl of chicken soup, a handful of nance and a seat in the dirt became a story about resourcefulness, dignity and the quiet gift of simply being with one another.
]]></description><link>https://www.themetaphysicalhaberdashery.com/post/the-woman-on-the-mountain</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6aad6b191fb5e4b57efcbf8b</guid><category><![CDATA[The Sight]]></category><pubDate>Fri, 18 Sep 2026 17:02:42 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/f5f9cf_6a6d499df8a840929884cf84987a69f6~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Laura LaBrie</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Where the stairs go]]></title><description><![CDATA[I had been wondering about the stairs all day. Not what was upstairs. That was the mistake. The question was: Where do the stairs go? At the top, a pair of heavy dark-red curtains waited, and from somewhere beyond them came the sound of birds.
]]></description><link>https://www.themetaphysicalhaberdashery.com/post/where-the-stairs-go</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6aa95c1072df05405685e14d</guid><category><![CDATA[The Sight]]></category><pubDate>Tue, 15 Sep 2026 15:24:52 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/f5f9cf_137e46d4279a45bf8854225c37841bfc~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Laura LaBrie</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Little Silver Raven]]></title><description><![CDATA[A raven, an impossibly long waterfall, and a little silver gift carried by the current. Sometimes the strangest things arrive when you stop looking for answers and simply follow what happens next.]]></description><link>https://www.themetaphysicalhaberdashery.com/post/the-little-siler-raven</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6aa714c5e6076fca2b43274c</guid><category><![CDATA[The Sight]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2026 21:42:13 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/f5f9cf_89e6a4cdec0f444b8c98b2fd7d784b56~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Laura LaBrie</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[A Curious Morning at the Haberdashery]]></title><description><![CDATA[The proprietor has been awake for some time. Armed with copper wire, questionable diagrams, and an urgent need for coffee, he is attempting to persuade electricity to heat the kettle. Unfortunately, electricity has ideas of its own.]]></description><link>https://www.themetaphysicalhaberdashery.com/post/a-curious-morning-at-the-haberdashery</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6aa6a1cfd587b0fb46ac7560</guid><category><![CDATA[The Sight]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2026 13:37:24 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/f5f9cf_726c20784269477c8088045b31a00b02~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Laura LaBrie</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[What Happens When You Stop Making Up the Story?]]></title><description><![CDATA[What happens when you stop trying to invent a story and simply pay attention to what appears? An experiment in imagination, intuition, consciousness, and the curious difference between creating an image and discovering one.]]></description><link>https://www.themetaphysicalhaberdashery.com/post/what-happens-when-you-stop-making-up-the-story</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6aa560bf571318e8c9e7219d</guid><category><![CDATA[The Sight]]></category><pubDate>Sat, 12 Sep 2026 14:39:43 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/f5f9cf_6ea35640d28b419fbff8ff467269b929~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Laura LaBrie</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Room Behind the Counter]]></title><description><![CDATA[There’s a mysterious door behind the counter at the Metaphysical Haberdashery. One day, I decided to open it. Beyond it waited a forgotten room, old family letters, a silver necklace, and a garden where someone seemed to know I was coming.]]></description><link>https://www.themetaphysicalhaberdashery.com/post/the-room-behind-the-counter</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6aa453d2d83f50a13adab27e</guid><category><![CDATA[The Sight]]></category><pubDate>Fri, 11 Sep 2026 19:55:08 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/f5f9cf_d957c3d410dd4bff8e18f1db5b659016~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Laura LaBrie</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Six-Petalled Flower That Followed Me Across the Atlantic]]></title><description><![CDATA[A six-petalled flower stamped into butter to protect it from witches. The same ancient symbol covering a 17th-century church built to evangelize the Maya, thousands of miles away. Coincidence, decoration, protection, or something more? Sometimes pulling a thread in Scotland leads somewhere entirely unexpected in Yucatán. ]]></description><link>https://www.themetaphysicalhaberdashery.com/post/the-six-petalled-flower-that-followed-me-across-the-atlantic</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a9b2c29cdf183e02309e64c</guid><category><![CDATA[The Sight]]></category><pubDate>Fri, 04 Sep 2026 20:58:53 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/f5f9cf_2c995db70c2641baaea52dba0573a777~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Laura LaBrie</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Hung as a witch in a past life? It explains a lot about this life. ]]></title><description><![CDATA[I’ve spent much of my life exploring magic, yet some part of me has always been afraid to truly let people see that side of me. Then I walked into a courtyard at York Castle and experienced something that made that fear suddenly make sense. What if some of the fears we carry didn’t begin in this life?
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]]></description><link>https://www.themetaphysicalhaberdashery.com/post/the-curious-case-of-the-rogue-microphone</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a83b32f6f644c8dfb46f0e3</guid><category><![CDATA[The Sight]]></category><pubDate>Tue, 18 Aug 2026 01:28:58 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/f5f9cf_e40c5c679e7c4a6f9c8cdecc3fe1d225~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Laura LaBrie</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[I Believe the Peacock Thinks He Is in Charge]]></title><description><![CDATA[There is a peacock. I’m not sure where he resides, but he has a habit of appearing in the oddest places. At first, he was merely a running joke at The Metaphysical Haberdashery. Then I found a woven peacock in a tiny hotel in Yucatán. The next morning, another was waiting on my bed. Both were made of thread. And that is where things became interesting. ]]></description><link>https://www.themetaphysicalhaberdashery.com/post/i-believe-the-peacock-thinks-he-is-in-charge</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a8247af40f3daf10ba6432e</guid><category><![CDATA[The Sight]]></category><pubDate>Mon, 17 Aug 2026 00:10:03 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/f5f9cf_6224eedeb66441db93684ffa28ddeb2d~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Laura LaBrie</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Apparently, We Have a Proprietor]]></title><description><![CDATA[I was innocently building my new website when an eccentric Victorian gentleman appeared in my imagination. The curious part? Chat had apparently met him first.]]></description><link>https://www.themetaphysicalhaberdashery.com/post/apparently-we-have-a-proprietor</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a81b5f60184b89c47fb539b</guid><category><![CDATA[The Sight]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 16 Aug 2026 13:18:17 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/f5f9cf_e3b86467f152477e8a252c5ced646499~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_765,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Laura LaBrie</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Day My Website Developed Opinions]]></title><description><![CDATA[I think my website has a peacock running things, an eccentric store proprietor, and a rogue microphone in charge of building it. In truth, the whole process has become very Harry Potterish.]]></description><link>https://www.themetaphysicalhaberdashery.com/post/the-day-my-website-developed-opinions</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a807c2640f3daf10ba26d72</guid><category><![CDATA[The Sight]]></category><pubDate>Sat, 15 Aug 2026 15:04:38 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/f5f9cf_26385345ebaa4abf9d1f42cd24b5d7f6~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_809,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Laura LaBrie</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Your Home Is Your Temple: Florida Water &#38; Bind Runes]]></title><description><![CDATA[Your home is more than the place where you live. It holds you, protects you, feeds you, and carries the energy of everyday life. In this simple folk magic project, we’ll make Florida water with essential oils, create a bind rune for the bottle, and activate it with song and intention. Then use it throughout your home to cleanse stale energy, invite in what you want more of, and remember that the whole space is sacred.
]]></description><link>https://www.themetaphysicalhaberdashery.com/post/your-home-is-your-temple-florida-water-bind-runes</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a7b39fbf1f88bc38bda9880</guid><category><![CDATA[The Marked Word]]></category><category><![CDATA[Practical Magic]]></category><pubDate>Tue, 11 Aug 2026 15:35:13 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/f5f9cf_39a785c9c1094a74ae00001850f355c7~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Laura LaBrie</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[A Past Life Memory Carried on the Wind]]></title><description><![CDATA[High on a windswept mountainside in Glencoe, something strange happened. The landscape stopped feeling unfamiliar, and I began to remember.]]></description><link>https://www.themetaphysicalhaberdashery.com/post/a-memory-carried-on-the-wind</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a7875534160dd3eff896bdb</guid><category><![CDATA[The Sight]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 09 Aug 2026 12:45:36 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/f5f9cf_0cb0b86433f44ff4863f89dcaf8c693a~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Laura LaBrie</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>