Dream See Pillow Spray Spell


Have you ever experienced a deja vu from something that transpired in a dream? But the moment you realize you've seen this movie before, you find yourself unable to remember the outcome of said dream, thus rendering your slumbering premonitions useless? For instance, maybe you recall having a dream where your spouse enters the room, says something strange like, "I didn't realize tugboats could smell like cheese," and then breaks into a full-on, Lord-of-the-Dance-level Irish jig while wearing lederhosen.

I know, it's a totally ridiculous example. Because, I mean, who does an Irish jig while wearing lederhosen? *shakes head*

You wake up from the dream, find the scenario odd, but life continues as usual. Weeks, maybe even months later in strolls the spouse with this bizarre (and, let's face it, kind of gross) proclamation, and instantly you're thrown back to your weird dream. What did it mean? What does dairy-scented watercraft represent? Moreover, what happens next?!

Whenever I experience a snippet of something I've seen in a dream but can't recall what follows, I'm half convinced an ax murderer is about to break through the wall like Kool-Aid Man and hack my family to bits.

... I think I read too much Dean Koontz. =/

Certainly there's got to be a better way to recall the messages received in dream states before a Koontz-level maniac shows up in your reality. Well, there is!  Let me show you how.

Whether you're looking to intensify your recollection of prophetic dreams or to simply remember your nightly musings for journaling (which is a fantastic way to work through repressed, often negative emotions that need to be acknowledged and understood before they can be healed), this Dream See Pillow Spray Spell will, well, do exactly as it says—help you better see your dreams! 

Interested in how this lightly-scented oil infuses your dreams? Here's how!

Clary sage essential oil — enhances psychic abilities and spirituality, opens third eye chakra

Cedarwood essential oil — Protection for your spiritual journey (particularly important if you're seeking to purge the emotional toll of past traumas), grounding

Rose absolute* — Encourages prophetic dreams

Amethyst — Aids in recollection of dreams. (Only use a crystal if your bottle is made of plastic. Otherwise, it could crack the glass upon shaking!)

*An absolute is pure essential oil cut with a carrier oil. This is generally done for cost effectiveness, as pure rose oil is very expensive. If your oil doesn't specify "absolute" and was affordable, it's likely the company used artificial fragrance. You may also use rose water in lieu of the oil. Simply replace the entire amount of bottled water with rose water. Smells heavenly! 


What You'll Need:

Scant 4 oz purified water, preferably distilled
4 drops clary sage essential oil
1 drop cedarwood essential oil
13 drops rose absolute 
Light-block spray bottle**
Small amethyst crystal, if desired

**This helps protect your oils and increases shelf life.


How to Conjure:

— Combine all ingredients in the bottle and give it a good shake. (Only use the crystal if your bottle is plastic to avoid breakage. Otherwise, skip the crystal. You can also leave the crystal in the water overnight to charge the water, if inclined. Remove in the morning, add the remaining ingredients, and finish casting your spell.)

— After taking a few deep breaths to center yourself, hold the Dream Spray in your palms and envision psychic energy spiraling from your mind and down your arms in a wave of purple light, infusing the bottle with amethyst rays until the liquid emits a beautiful purple glow.

— Once your Dream Spray is infused with shimmering psychic energy, say the following:


As the sun takes its rest and my body sleeps,
My soul is enlivened with prophetic dreams.

— Mist your pillow with one or two sprays before bed to peek into the future as you slumber! Remember to shake your Dream Spray before each use. 



There you have it, my friends! An earthy, slightly sweet aroma to lull you to sleep. Just try to ease up on the horror novels before bed. ;)



Have you experienced a deja vu that originally occurred in a dream? Do you keep a dream journal?


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Matchstick Spell


Simplicity is the name of the game this year, especially in my house. Not only is my husband coming to the end of his career contract, which means changes in job, we will also be moving across the country, changing our lifestyle (farming!), and in the transition taking about a year-long road trip to explore the country.

Holy. Changes. Batman.

These changes are all VERY welcomed and SUPER exciting! I mean, if you've ever read the site, like EVER, you know I've been counting the minutes until I get to leave the desert. And after years of scrimping and saving, we are so VERY fortunate to travel the country. Trust me, you will not hear one bitch from this ecstatic witch!

But the reality of all those changes is that I don't have a lot of time left over for showering eating reading casting. Fortunately, I happen to know of a site that specializes in quick and easy spells! 

;)

And since you're living in modern era, what with all this technology that's supposed to make life easier yet somehow we find ourselves busier than ever, I'm guessing you could use a time-saving spell now and again as well! While I'm generally not a proponent of glorifying busy, the reality is sometimes chaos pulls you in like a riptide—strong, full of havoc, and you find yourself with hardly enough time to change your undies, let alone set up an altar.

...Fortunately, I've never been sucked into an actual riptide, but I'd imagine I'd be in major need of an undie change if the ocean was trying to kill me. Let's be honest.

This Matchstick Spell is the epitome of simplicity. Combined with a few moments of visualization, you will literally ignite your intention as you manifest the spell in your mind! (Because thoughts are energy, and energy is power!) Who doesn't like a little pyro in their Pagan?! =D

What You'll Need:
A matchstick
A pen


How to Conjure:
-Write your desire in one word on the match. Being so small, it may get tricky. Don't get frustrated. Write as neatly as you can and call it good! =P

-Before lighting the match, take a moment to envision your spell coming to fruition. For example, if you're seeking a new home, imagine walking into your new house. What does the entryway look like? What color are the walls? What does the living room smell like? Where will you put the couch? Really visualize your goal.

-Once your desire is crisp and colorful in your mind, say the following:


With the strike of a match, this spell is aflame,
Quickly manifesting, my desires attained.

- Light the match and allow it to burn as completely as possible without burning your fingertips! With one deep breath and the unfailing belief your spell will manifest, blow out the match before it reaches your fingers.

-Dunk the match in water to ensure it's entirely extinguished. 

-If you have house plants, push the remaining bit of match deep into the soil. Otherwise, take the small bit outside and bury. You shouldn't need a shovel, just kind of shove it into the dirt with your finger. You know, nature's tool! ;) Alternatively, you may also toss the remaining bit into a fire.


Your spell is now quickly on its way to manifesting! In and out in under five minutes. Imagine that! You just earned yourself a shower, you busy Pagan you!


Do you have a go-to spell when you find yourself short on time?

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Charmed to Drink You: Tea & Coffee Incantation


Caffeine is my vice. I know this is such a common habit it's not even considered a vice in our society. And I'm fairly certain people roll their eyes at me when "things to let go" discussions come up and I declare my bad habit that needs breaking is an overconsumption of tea.

I mean, how friggen weak does that sound?

*Tiny voice* "Oh, I really need the tea, man. You got any to spare? Earl Grey? Irish Breakfast? Hell, I'll settle for some Lipton, dude. You got a bag?"

But seriously, I'm kind of...cantankerous without my morning mug. I'd like to think charmingly so, but I think that's being optimistic.

=D

I wasn't always this way. In fact, I rarely drank caffeinated beverages when I lived in Arizona. New England is a whole other story. You practically grow up drinking coffee. They put that $#!@ in your bottle right around three months old. They actually served coffee milk in my elementary school, alongside chocolate and plain ol' white.

Ah, coffee milk. The TRUE gateway drug.

But back in high school, which was the last time I lived in New England, coffee was more of a way to stay up crazy late to do really strange stuff rather than a necessary component of functioning.

Strange stuff? What the hell does she mean by that??

Um, visiting a playground at midnight to play on the swings? Going sledding at night in the pitch black. Standing up old, dried out Christmas trees in my friend's yard so we could run them over with his beat-up truck. You know, strange stuff.

Hey! Don't you judge me! *Waves tea-caffeinated fist* When you live in a small town you have to make your own fun, okay?! 

...Really questioning the "charming" part of that cantankerousness right now, aren't you? =P

But now that I'm a pseudo adult, tea has become a necessity. I look forward to that steaming mug of bliss, breathing in the scent of bergamot and hope as the hot drink courses through my body, awakening the cells, tantalizing the mind with prospects and endless possibilities for the day ahead. 

See? Problem.

I've tried to skip my cherished brew; some mornings I'm successful. But usually by day three I find myself staring out my kitchen window at the desolate smattering of creosote bushes half hidden by the red dirt miasma this state calls air and I start grumbling to myself—actually muttering like a malcontent lunatic—"Nope. Not today. Maybe when we're out of here. Maybe when I wake up surrounded by trees, but not today!"

Have you called the authorities yet? I feel I need to tell you not to call the authorities. 'Cause I've had a cup of chai today. Really. I'm quite myself this morning.

=D

It's no secret America loves their caffeine. As of this post, there are nearly 14,000 Starbucks in America. That's 280 per state! And that's JUST Starbucks. That doesn't include my beloved Circle K, or my east coast mistress Dunkin' Donuts, or any of the other chains and quaint little coffee shops drawing in countless customers with their siren scent of aromatic roasted beans.

Fourteen THOUSAND. Whew! That's a lot of brew!

Whether you're a purist or prefer a double shot soy latte, no foam, half sweet with a caramel drizzle, you can cast yourself a daily spell in under twenty seconds.

Yes, twenty SECONDS. Of course, if you're drinking a double shot you can probably fold a load of laundry in twenty seconds, so maybe that's not quite as impressive as I imagine it to be.

Below is my personal incantation I use every morning to start my day with a little magick. You can select any three attributes you'd like for your day, but I included a list of suggestions to help you as well. Just remember to stir your drink clockwise to draw your spell to you. Counterclockwise is used when rejecting energy, which can also be done if so desired. 

What You'll Need:
A mug of coffee or tea
A spoon

How to Conjure:
-While stirring your drink in a clockwise direction, envision three general qualities you'd like in your day. Here are a few examples:
  • Productivity, creativity, and accomplishment
  • Relaxation, restoration, and tranquility
  • Happiness, health, and positivity
  • Laughter, enjoyment, and protection
  • Peace, contentment, and abundance
  • Love, serenity, and calmness

-Continue to stir your brew clockwise as you say the following:


____, ____, and ____
These three things I draw to me as I drink this cup of tea (coffee).


(So, if you want to use the first example you would say, "Productivity, creativity, and accomplishment. These three things I draw to me as I drink this cup of tea.")


There you have it! A simple spell that is easily incorporated into your morning routine. Toss in a scone and you're starting the day off right! Keep calm, drink tea, and cast on, my friends!


What's your favorite morning drink? What's your harmless vice?



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Death, Grief, and the Shitty Side of Spirituality


It's been just over two years since I experienced an unexpected death that forever changed me. It all happened quickly, a diagnosis and phenomenal loss in less than a week. Half a damn week, really. When it happened I wasn't just sad and depressed, I was choking on the grief, wading in guilt—which all too often accompanies grief—and I was angry.

Really. Friggen. Angry.

I wrote about it here and discussed the natural approaches I used to help cope with the grief hereSince then I've received a lot of e-mails regarding these posts and have had more than one person tell me they feel there isn't enough discussion concerning grief and Paganism, as if the topic itself is taboo.

In some ways, maybe it is. After all, death is something we openly embrace. Heck, our biggest sabbat is dedicated to it! We honor death as part of the life cycle, an ending that is also a beginning. As Pagans, we see beauty in the cyclical, including the reality that all life cycles include a stage of death. To us, death is not a definitive ending but merely a period of transition and growth for the soul, returning to the Divine Essence from which we all emerge.

Yet therein lies a dark little conundrum, one that I myself have questioned: Since Pagans embrace death as part of life, shouldn't we be at peace when people die? Shouldn't Pagans innately have a shortened period of grief since we understand it as the end of our journey on Earth? Shouldn't we be celebrating their life and honoring their transcendence instead of crying? Their spiritual journey is over! They've accomplished what their spirit came here to do! All is well, my remaining earth-dwelling friends!

Um, NO. This Pagan is more than willing to admit I am NOT okay with death. I accept it and I seek comfort in my spiritual beliefs when someone I love dies. I await signs. I tell myself death was part of their journey, and all journeys must end. But I mourn like a mutha. 

Like, bad. 

I'm an embarrassment at a funeral. I can't stop sobbing. The only redeeming factor is that I've learned to do so quietly. Even if I hardly knew the person I'm still a weepy mess. I just feel so deeply for their survivors, you know? We've all experienced the pain of loss. And despite understanding the need for death, it's a reality I strongly dislike— seeing people in pain, watching the family suffer. Knowing that numb, alien, sleep-like state they will stumble through in the weeks following such a painful loss.

As a Pagan, I do see a beauty to the cycle of life. There is a peace that can be found in the impermanence. Nothing lasts forever, not even the crappy stuff, which is a good thing when you're swimming in a poo-laden stream. As a Pagan I accept death, but I don't have to be happy about it!

I'm not okay with losing someone I love. I'm certainly not okay with watching them suffer, because death is an UGLY creature. And when I lost someone I so desperately loved two years ago, my world all but shattered. I will openly admit I didn't handle it with even a semblance of grace. I proverbially collapsed. I stopped functioning. The only reason I even ate was because my husband continued to shove plates of food in front of me and gently nudged me to eat. Otherwise, I probably would have gone weeks on just water and Kleenex. 

As Pagans, we often discuss the release that is death, the end to a cycle, and the eternal qualities of our soul. But apparently we don't discuss the turmoil left behind on our wondrous planet, because, as I said earlier, quite a few people have contacted me about feeling this topic is not frequently explored in our community.

Fortunately, after previously mentioned snot-fests at funerals, there's little in life that embarrasses me, so I'll go ahead and admit to it: As a Pagan I struggle with death. 

Not all losses are as monumental as the train wreck that occurred in 2016, but every loss is met with tears, with sadness, with a period of uncomfortable numbness where the world feels oddly dull and yet distressingly piercing at the same time. The explanation for this experience isn't that complicated: we are human. It doesn't matter what we believe, loss is still loss. They call it that for a reason! Someone that mattered to us—human or animal alike—is now missing from our daily life, leaving behind a void, excruciating emotions, and a lot of questions.

Why them? Why now? Why like that? Why ever? Why is life filled with so much goddamn pain?

It's okay to question the meaning of it all, the purpose of a path you can't rationalize. It's acceptable to wonder if you've been fooling yourself with comforting beliefs. It's natural to ponder if it's all a load of bullshit. Is there even really a purpose? 

I've done all of the above. I'm sure you have to. Moreover, it's okay to be angry. And it's okay to direct that anger at the energies that called home your loved one, the very same energies we otherwise worship. They can handle your wavering faith, your limitless anger. They understand your soul and the agony you are in. As our spiritual parents, they will carry you while you've fallen and they won't hold resentment when you are ready to stand again. Because the simple truth of spirituality and death is this:

Just as science can explain the process of conception without removing the awe of birth, spirituality can offer us footing but cannot eliminate the heartache of death. There is explanation, there is grounding in your beliefs, but the loss still remains.

Furthermore, being a spiritual person does not mean you never question your beliefs, your journey, or your purpose. I question that stuff all the time. If you're not questioning, you're not learning. And considering we're on a learning plane, there's always more to be understood. Otherwise, your journey would be complete and I'd be standing graveside, a blubbering spectacle garnering stares from bewildered strangers. 

If you've recently lost a loved one or you're still grappling long after a death, be patient with yourself as you process these arduous emotions. Grieving is a long process, and the truth is some losses will never fully heal. They'll become manageable, sealed over with a thin layer of acceptance, but in the quiet hours we still experience the yearning for that special soul that changed our lives.

Even now, two years after that ominous day, there are moments I ache with longing, my eyes well with tears, and my heart feels the weight of his absence. But most days I can celebrate his life, the lessons we learned together, and our bond that is unbreakable, even after death.

Because I am Pagan, and I know that his soul lives on. 

Have you questioned your beliefs after the loss of a loved one? Do you feel grief is under represented in Paganism? 


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5 Ways to Celebrate Ostara (Without Spending a Dime!)


Spring is such a lovely time of year! The earthy scents, bright green buds on the trees, and the sounds of chirping birds are all welcomed indications that nature is awakening from a frosty slumber. Slender grass tendrils poking through melting snow and that first day when mittens are no longer a necessity serve as a promise that those blustery winter days are slowly waning into the warmth and splendor of spring.

I've noticed people who love fall tend to consider spring a close second to their favorite season. It makes sense, really. It's basically fall in reverse, nature yawning to life instead of preparing for slumber, as if someone hit rewind on the DVR.

Spring in the Southwest isn't nearly as exciting as in other parts of the country, mostly because cacti are pretty stagnant. They'll spear you anytime of year, really. They're just so reliable like that.

Nonetheless, spring remains a favorite season of mine. Easily one of my top four. ;) And every Ostara I think back to the springs of my childhood, the vibrant colors of a refreshed earth, the blissful fragrance of revitalized nature. 

If you're looking for detailed information on Ostara, check out this post, which includes more free ways to celebrate! Otherwise, unwrap that chocolate bunny and let's get to celebrating!

Plant something
In many parts of the country the ground is still frozen on Ostara, if not covered in snow. But that doesn’t mean you can’t welcome the (painfully slow?) arrival of spring by planting something indoors! Treat yourself to a pot of tulips, a countertop herb garden, or whatever plant makes you smile and enjoy a little spring essence on your windowsill.

Treat the bunnies
Rabbits are a symbol of the Goddess, particularly during the spring. Seeing them is always a treat in my household, mostly because I live for anything covered in fur, but it’s also considered a blessing to encounter these lovely little lagomorphs.

Ahhh alliteration!

Give a sacrifice to the blossoming Goddess and her fertile earth by leaving some romaine lettuce* or berries for the bunnies.

Prepare your garden
If the weather permits, start clearing out your garden and preparing the soil for spring-time planting. If you're reading this while glancing out your window at a foot of snow on the ground, why not plan on paper? Make a list of what herbs, vegetables, and fruits you'd like to grow once the ground thaws. It's a nice way to tackle the winter blues!

Brew a spring tea
Just as nature refreshes and revitalizes, now is a good time for us to address natural detoxification approaches. 

But, you know, easy. Because that's how this blog rolls.

Brew yourself a warm mug of spring tea to help your body transition from the long nights of winter to the budding days of spring. Choose herbs like nettle, rose petals, lemon peel, cornflower, calendula, or dandelion to aid in detoxification as well as celebrating spring with an herbal brew! Interested in specific herbal purposes? Check out my absolute favorite go-to herbal medicine reference book: The Desktop Guide to Herbal Medicine by Brigitte Mars. 

Make an omelette
You gotta eat, right? Start your Ostara with a simple celebratory omelette (or egg scramble if you haven't mastered your diner skills). Use spring vegetables and herbs, like asparagus or chives, and a little fresh goat cheese to make a tasty—and sabbat specific— Ostara feast.

Bonus—veggies and herbs are detoxifying, so it's kind of a 2-in-1 celebration. Score!

Eggs aren't just treats from everyone's favorite oversized, home-intruding bunny. They also represent growth, fertility, and potential, all important aspects of this vernal sabbat! So whether you like your cackle fruits wrecked, on a raft, or flopped, eggs are the perfect way to celebrate the commencement of spring.

Too much diner talk? A thousand apologies. I've been enjoying myself some Do or Diner. I'm a sucker for a good cozy mystery! In fact, if you also love cozy reads please help a reader out and leave your favorite titles in a comment below!


Hope you all have a flower-picking, chocolate-eating, pastel-colored kind of Ostara!

Happy spring, everyone! 🐰🐣

*Some lettuce varieties, such as iceberg, can be dangerous to rabbits. For more information, check out this list of safe bunny fodder.


What's your favorite part of spring? 


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The Universe Doesn't Give a $#@! About Your Plans (But that's okay!)


The Universe doesn't give a shit about your plans. Startling from a spiritual blogger? Probably. But it's true. At least sometimes.

While I believe in free will, I also believe the Universe will nudge us in the right direction when we need a little guidance. Sometimes this nudge can feel like a kick in the nuggets while you're already kneeling. Life can be funny like that. 

It's happened to me many times before (one time of which is documented here), it's happening to me now, and I have no doubt it will happen again. Because I'm a Taurus, which means I can be stubborn. But I had plans, damn it! Plans that were already plotted out in a day planner. That shit is binding!

Yet sometimes the Universe has bigger plans. Plans we can't always see at the time. Plans that usually make sense in hindsight, even though it really, really sucks at the time.

Bear with me here. I'm a little cranky from lack of sleep. =D

This blog, for example, came only after the Universe gave me a proverbial shove. I spent a few years trying desperately to become a novelist. I wrote several novels, some I'm extremely proud of, some that need serious editing. (Learning curve and what not.) But no matter the genre I wrote or the approach I took, nothing ever seemed to really stick. The turning point came when, after a few months of fruitlessly wasting my days at the keyboard spending more time deleting useless prose than producing anything even marginally readable, I realized something was amiss. Something was inhibiting my creativity, and I needed to let go and trust. Because fighting it was futile. Sort of like trying to windsurf in a hurricane.  

After a session of brainstorming that, in honesty, looked a lot more like me talking AT my husband than actual chatting (You can read more about that here), the idea for this blog came to me from seemingly nowhere. And you know what? I'm really flipping glad something stopped me from writing that novel. Because I truly love writing for this blog. And more than writing, I've found interacting with you lovely readers far more fulfilling than I ever imagined. With complete sincerity, thank you for every comment, every "like," and every e-mail, because each and every interaction is genuinely appreciated.

My long-winded point, dear friends, is that once again the Universe has kicked me in the ass nudged me towards something yet unseen. Don't fret! The blog is not going anywhere! In fact, my love for this site is why I'm more than a little cranky about said nudge.

Basically, writing feeds my soul. Writing at the computer feeds, well, nothing. Years ago, when I was a teen, someone made a foolish mistake, like humans tend to do. A driver pulled out in front of me, realized he didn't have enough time to cross the rural highway, and stopped dead in my tracks. Fortunately no one was seriously injured. Unfortunately, my neck has been more jacked up than a football bat ever since. And working on the computer is not helping things. Generally, this manifests as intense migraines. But lately it's gotten even worse. (Because evidently a silly little migraine just wasn't enough to get my attention!) After a few months of numb hands, searing nerve pain, and horrific sleep, my chiropractor broke the news: computer work sucks for people.

All people. The human kind of people. Because it jacks with posture. We were meant to frolic in the woods, not live on iPhones.

With that said, I took a week off from the computer, focused on physical activity, and I felt 80% better! Good news for my body! Bad news for the blog.
The answer is simple: I need to slow down. Which is the exact opposite of what I had been doing up until last week. You see, 2018 is the year my husband and I have been waiting for. In a mere 6 months, his contractual obligation to the government is over. We get to pack up everything we own, move clear across the country (treeeeesss!), change careers (farming!), and squeeze in a cross-country trip in the process. A trip we've spent the last 5 years scrimping and saving for. It's truly a chance of a lifetime, one I'm super grateful for and don't intend to squander!

In order to make sure you wonderful Pagans were supplied with spell-tacular goodies while we are on the road, I've been doubling up on work, furiously writing posts and trying to squeeze out one more book before we hit the road.

Again...in 6 months. All while dealing with the logistics of a cross-country move. That's kind of a crap load of work. Which is a legit unit of measure, by the way. I think it's part of the metric system. But I had it allllll scheduled out in my adorable little day planner. Post-its and all. That shit was tighter than a pair of jeans from 15 years ago. 

And the Universe laughed and laughed and threw in a road block. Because apparently it has something else in store. Probably healing. Because you know what would really ruin our hard-earned road trip? Not sleeping due to nerve pain. I'm a horrible person when I'm tired. Really. Like, even I can't stand me. Have you seen how much swearing has made it into this post? And that's what I didn't edit out. =/

As a side note, I know I'm most definitely not the first person to deal with pain, especially poorly-timed pain. So I'm guessing you can relate. If you can, keep searching for answers. Because healing comes in many forms and it's different for every single person. Your body was meant to heal. Don't give up because someone tells you it's impossible! But that's a topic for another post.

With that said, I made the decision to begrudgingly start posting on the first Monday of every month rather than every other week. It wasn't a decision that came lightly, because I feel like I'm letting you down a bit. But it's something I realized I had to do. Because you can't trade health in the name of work. It's a raw deal, dude! Don't do it. And said book, (that, by the way, was going to be holly and mother-fing jolly), has been put on hold. Not forever, since I already outlined the GD thing. I should seriously just burn my day planner. Is nothing sacred anymore?! *waves numb hands*

But it's time to put my money where my coffee-hole is and actually trust the process, which brings me to the point of this post:

Sometimes we simply have to let go and have faith that the Universe has the map. And the compass. And a really kick-ass nav system. 

Don't get me wrong. A person can't throw in the towel the moment something gets a touch challenging. But if you've been coming at a dilemma from left, right, over the top, around the back, and up the middle and you STILL can't make it work, there's usually a reason. As much as we may fight and despite any tantrums we may throw, no amount of swearing is going to force the square resolution into a round hole. 

Using my own situation as an example, I can't tell you why this puzzle won't come together. Maybe it's as simple as needing time to replenish the creative reserves. Maybe I've been neglecting my own health in the name of work (somewhere, miles away from this computer, my sweet husband is nodding vigorously and he has no idea why.). What I can tell you is I've chosen to trust. That doesn't mean it's not uncomfortable. And that doesn't mean I'm not questioning every single decision I'm making right now. I'm human, a stubborn one at that. But I am working on letting go of the need for complete control. Because the Universe hasn't failed me yet, and I trust it's not leading me down a dark alley just to rob me and steal my sneakers.

I mean, they were $20 at Target. I'm *pretty* sure the Universe can afford that.

Despite technology literally being a pain in my neck, it also helps me track what you most enjoy on the blog. Which—surprise, surprise!—is spells and sabbats. So guess what this blogger is queuing up for you? =D

I want to express how much I truly appreciate your support and readership, which is why this decision was difficult for me. I genuinely love interacting with you! I feel energized by writing spells and answering readers’ questions and getting into very strange positions just to get that perfect angle for a photo. When I say this site has been a blessing, one of the few things to keep me sane during my last couple years in hell the desert, I’m not exaggerating. I'm truly humbled by your support, which is why I’m not too pleased to slow down the process, because I fear a drop in material will kill readership.

*Deep, calming breaths*

But the reality is I can't jeopardize my health. Because if I lose my arms it will be impossible for me to write at all. Or to apply mascara. I'm Irish, man. You can't tell I have eyelashes without it!

So while the quantity may ebb just a bit, quality will remain my focus. Think of this site like a really killer cheese platter. =D

The beauty in being spiritual individuals is that we don't have to have all the answers all the time. Sometimes you simply need to heed the signs, find a little balance, and trust the Universe. Because it hasn't lead you astray (or stolen your sneakers) thus far! ;)


Has the Universe ever shoved you in a direction you didn't want to take? Have you ever left a troublesome path only to find the new option is more appropriate?


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Full Moon Energy Spray


Have you ever felt so burned out by a person or situation that you couldn't find the energy to smudge a room despite knowing it would make you feel better? I always feel revitalized after a good sageing (is that a word?). But sometimes I feel so drained I have to garner the strength just to get my ass up and swipe a smudge stick around.

Maybe I'm just hopelessly lazy?

There's a joke between my husband and I that our family are like those little mechanical dogs you used to see in mall toy stores back in the 90s. Remember KB Toys? Whenever I think of that now defunct toy store tucked away in the back corner of the local mall, I think of that table with the clear sides that housed all those noisy mechanical toys strategically placed juuust at the edge of the mall's walkway so that exhausted, overheated (stupid overheated malls!) parents would be reluctantly dragged over by eager-eyed children to watch overpriced gadgets do back flips and bark and croak or whatever the hell they did that made children melt down in toy-crazed need, inevitably breaking the spirits willpower of fatigued parents. Well, those toys are the perfect representation of our extended family. 

Not every member of course. Some of them are sane. ;) But it seems the moment one of the crazier relatives starts with some drama, it somehow sets the others off, proverbially yapping and doing back flips and causing general pandemonium through the damn phone. (We don't live near any family.)

It's even more perplexing because his family resides in Texas while mine is all in New England. They don't chat, nor have they ever even met! Yet somehow if his mother calls with a bomb, one she loving likes to detonate and calmly skip away while we are left with smoke and debris and shit, inevitably someone goes wonky on my side of the nut tree.

I think I'm gonna go with a pecan tree. Those make a mean cookie. 

Now, not to sound cliche, but my mother-in-law is...intense. And in case you feel I'm biased, my husband is the calmest person I've ever met. Like, sloth-level chill. And even he gets flustered by her...quirks. Let me give you one of the lighter examples since dark familial secrets isn't the theme of this blog. 

Many years ago, just before my husband and I got married, we were doing what most soon-to-be-newly-weds do at four in the morning: sleeping.

...Get your mind out of the gutter, my friend! =P

The phone rang and like anyone who has ever had the phone ring in the middle of the night, your rear end puckers, your stomach drops, and you immediately think of your eldest family member with a feeling of dread. With the raspy voice of someone awakened from deep REM sleep, my husband answered the phone, clearly apprehensive of the life-altering news awaiting us. It was his mother calling to break the somber news thaaaaat—she bought a puppy!

Listen, the only thing better than dogs is baby dogs. I will pole vault tables to get to a puppy. Have you read my bio? I adore puppy breath and adamantly feel someone needs to bottle that little exhale of heaven. But you know what I don't adore? People calling me at 4 in the morning. 

"Mom, it's 4 A.M." my husband said, rubbing his eyes as he pushed away the alarm clock that would be screeching in a mere two hours, waking us for work. Her response was what you'd expect from any normal, contrite person who made a flub. Did I say normal? I meant crazy.

"Ohhh. I thought it was 5." 

Because 5 A.M. is a much more appropriate time to ring people. Really. Try it some time. Preferably with an ex from high school you haven't spoken to in 10 years. I'm certain it will go over swimmingly. 

Both sides of our family struggle with the time exchange, especially since Arizona (where we lived at the time) doesn't observe Daylight Savings Time. But let me give you a hint to help you remember the difference between Texas and Arizona time: Don't call me at 4 AM. Or five, for that matter. Unless someone is dead. Then feel free to give me a ring-a-doodledoo. Because if a person calls me and no one is dead, guess who's about to be?

*Maniacal grin*

He politely entertained her insanity while I continued to mutter, "Just hang up." into a pillow. Rude? Sure. But I tend to get a bit edgy when startled awake at 4 in the morning. Maybe if she was calling to tell me she was giving US a puppy I could have mustered some enthusiasm. But she wasn't. She woke me up and she was hogging all the puppy breath. Pft!

A few years later, weeks after moving into our first home, she called to invite herself to stay with us for a couple weeks. Not entirely unusual when you live out of state. What was off-putting was her adding, "And I'm going to invite my brother. We have some stuff we need to work through from childhood, and I know he'd like to see you."

Let me translate for you: an uncle my husband hasn't seen in 15 years would like to visit. So why not overlap that with some family counseling...in my living room! Did I mention this would have been only the THIRD time I'd even encountered this woman? I'd never even met his uncle. Yes, please go Jerry Springer in my new home. Because family visits that don't involve intense emotional counseling just aren't sufficient quality time.

Needless to say, said visit never happened and my living room couch remained blood-free. But certainly you can see the pattern of...dramatic interactions. Yes, we'll go with "dramatic interactions." And again, these are the entertaining, fluffy examples. I haven't even gotten into the dark crap, because I simply can't put a humorous twist on that warped shit. 

Some people call these types of draining personalities psychic vampires, because you tend to drag yourself away feeling energetically depleted. There have been times I've hung up the phone and can feel the pressure of the conversation weighing on my energetic body like that kid in elementary school that always asked for help getting up but once you proffered a hand they opted not to do any of the work and instead sat there like a sack of potatoes as you heaved them to their feet. 

Please tell me I'm not the only person this has happened to.

The long-winded  point, my dear readers is that sometimes you feel so depleted or weighted by a situation that even the remedy feels taxing. But instead of resolving to be the potato sack from gym class, there's an easy fix!

Go Boy Scouts on that shit and be prepared! ;)

Full Moon Energy Spray is a simple way to clean the gunk from a room when you don't have the inclination to stroll around your house with bells and a feather as you perpetually re-light your smudge stick, getting a serious upper body workout as your waft away your energetic troubles.

Yes, I am being hyperbolic since smudging is generally an enjoyable task. But you can't honestly tell me I'm the only person who has, on occasion, held a smoldering sage bundle by the air intake of the climate control and called it good? If you're out there, dear soulmate, please give me a "hell yeah!"

As with many of my spells, this one can be personalized to include whatever essential oils you have on hand if you don't have a recommended oil. Listen to your instincts and use whatever oils feel uplifting, cleansing, positive, and make you happy. Remember, this is your spell. You do you, my friend! ;) 

So, the next time your mother-in-law calls to announce she's coming for a month-long torture visit, or a disagreement left you feeling drained, simply spritz your Moon Spray in each corner of the room, plus a few in the middle, and take a deep breath of purified energy!

Side note, I do recommend you be very careful about using essential oils around animals*. This is a point of debate, but essential oils are highly concentrated and can be disruptive to animals' nervous systems. Particularly cats. So play it safe and keep the furries out of the room until you're done. =D 

What You Need:
2 oz spray bottle, light-block preferred**
Scant 2 oz filtered water (distilled is even better!)
13 drops grapefruit essential oil
9 drops lemon essential oil
3 drops clary sage essential oil

*Animals can be very sensitive to essential oils, even when applied externally. Unless you are working with a trusted healthcare provider, I highly recommend NOT using essential oils on animals.


**No need to buy supplies! Use what you have on hand and adjust the oil amounts accordingly. If you only have a clear bottle, simply keep it stored in a cupboard to retain the strength of the oils.

How to Conjure:
-Combine all ingredients in your bottle and shake well. You'll want to shake before each use. If you're using a plastic bottle, feel free to toss in a small clear quartz crystal if desired. Because this could crack your bottle, avoid if using glass. 

-Take a few deep, centering breaths before placing your Moon Spray on a windowsill in the light of a full moon (in other words, don't cast when feeling frazzled! =D ). 

-With your palms facing the bottle, envision the cool, tranquil light of the full moon entering the bottle and filling your spray with calming, serene energy. Then say:


With each mist I cleanse and dispel,
Any negative energy. All is well.
With each spray, the room is imbued,
With positivity and blessings,
From the light of the moon.

-Leave overnight in the moonlight. Come morning, give your Moon Spray a good shake and get to energy cleansing! Simply spritz in each corner of the room (towards the ceiling) and give a few sprays around the center. You can also mist doorways to cleanse any junk people may carry in with them. 


There you have it! Next time you're feeling too weary to sage your troubles away, you can mist some good vibes into your dwelling. No matches required! Which may be a good thing when you have in-laws trying to conduct a counseling session in your house. ;)




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What's your favorite way to energy cleanse when you're feeling blah? Have you ever experienced a "psychic vampire"?


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The Magick of a Blue Moon


2018 is going to be a magical year (and not just because I'm leaving New Mexico!).

2018 boasts not one but TWO blue moons in the first quarter. If you're keeping track, this hasn't happened since we partied like it was 1999. 

Does anyone else smell Curve? Does that perfume still exist? Thirteen-year-old Michaela lived for Curve. And Hanson. And silver hair mascara. The Hanson adoration lives on (Stop rolling your eyes. They really are talented!). The perfume and hair dye, not so much.

In case you're unfamiliar, a blue moon is when two full moons occur within the same calendar month. This astrological treat takes place roughly once every two and a half years. 2018 is really special because I'm getting the hell out of the desert there will be TWO blue moons—January and March (both on the 31st). Two blue moons in the same year happens about four times a century, which means we'd be lucky to experience this four times in our life!

....and I'm about to experience my second? Please hold while I have an existential crisis.

The next time we'll encounter a double-blue-moon year will be 2037, which isn't even a real year. I mean, seriously? Twenty thirty-seven?? Have you seen how technology has changed in the last decade?! People will be cyborgs by then...

A blue moon can also mean the third full moon when four occur within a season, but that definition seems to be waning in popularity.

Ha, moon humor.

Aside from the normal heightened feminine energy of a full moon, a blue moon can represent second chances, reminding us to embrace them while we have them. After all, rarely in life do we get a second go at an important opportunity. This is also a highly magickal time where our connection to the Divine is strengthen as we bear witness to an infrequent celestial event. Now is a moment to connect with spiritual energies (our own and others), embrace heightened intuition, and (of course!) practice magick. 

To help you with your blue moon conjurings, I've complied a list of moon-focused spells as well as a few others to assist you in celebrating this sacred event with simplicity! 

If you're seeking a little abundance, try these helpful spells!





If you're in need of some blessings, cast these bad boys!





Need to remove some funky energy? These will do the trick!





Protection isn't just for the bedroom! ;)





In need of some balance? Whip up a batch of this thirst-quenching moon tea!


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Now that you're all spelled-up, don't forget to mark your calendars for the 31st of January AND March to celebrate the magick of two blue moons in 2018!

...There will be no need to notate when I'm leaving New Mexico since I will be sending a slice of chocolate cake to every person in America. Due to the rising cost of postage, all cake will be delivered in standard letter-sized envelopes. Therefore, I cannot guarantee the condition of said cake upon arrival. 

If you live outside the United States, don't feel left out. The cake is gluten-free anyway, so you're not missing much.

Enjoy your double blue moons, everyone! And don't forget to bookmark this post for the next double blue moon in 2037, when autonomous cars have taken over the world and our sole hope of salvation is Will Smith and his bionic arm. 


Do you have special plans for the double blue moons of 2018?


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Healing Tides Anxiety Release Meditation


Before I share with you my first ever recorded meditation, I'd like to teach you just how one goes about recording a meditation. It is, after all, a highly scientific process. But with these 15 steps, you’ll be recording like a boss in no time!  

1. Test microphone volume and wonder how anyone takes you seriously when you sound like a chipper wood nymph. 

2. Wonder why your “S” sound is so GD over pronounced.

3. Realize there is no way for you to correct “S” sound without sounding like a serial killer.

4. Play with cat who decides now is a good time to shuffle papers.

5. Resume recording now that cat is pacified.

6. Untangle cat from microphone cord. 

7. Record cat purring since untangling evidently feels like a kitty massage.

8. Wait for jet to pass. Hope there is no sonic boom just as you finally close in on that last paragraph.

9. Seriously contemplate hiring voice actor.

10. Wait for train to go by. Wonder if the Universe is conspiring against you.

11. Seriously? More jets?? 

12. Make a cup of matcha while waiting. Stare at sun. Contemplate meaning of life.

13. Decide the slow, soothing tones simply don’t work with your 
valley girl voice. Question purpose in life.

14. Embrace your weird-ass voice and go with a more natural cadence.

15. Turn on a heating pad to distract the cat. Give train number four in less than an hour an angry glare. Trade matcha for pumpkin bread. Hope readers won't share in your distain for elfin voice.


Considering my day started with not one but TWO dropped eggs on my kitchen floor (First my husband, then me. Something I've never done in my entire life!) I’m not surprised roughly 18 trains and 942 jets went by while trying to record. Throw in a naughty cat whose antics make me want to eat him alive due to overwhelming cuteness and you have one worn out blogger! 

Nonetheless, this Healing Tides Anxiety Release Meditation is a useful tool when anxiety becomes suffocating. And all in under 5 minutes! My crazy voice instructions mixed with the healing energies of the ocean tide are a healthy, natural way to slow your heart rate, quell your fears, and return your body to a state of tranquility! Grab yourself a copy by signing up for my monthly newsletter. 




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Kick back, relax, and get ready for some wood-nypmhy meditations. Hope you enjoy! 


Do you use guided meditations? What topics would you like addressed in future meditations?

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