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Yabba Dabba DAMN I’m high 🤤💨
tb to my first altar!! so simple!!
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sunshine, weed, tarot spreads, moss agate 🌞🔮🌲
One piece, Two sizes
Shoutout to my witchy grandma who pampered me yesterday! She gave me a book on palmistry, one about occultism, my own Srimad Bhagavatan and The Art of Psychic Protection, plus a really cute plant! (added needlefelt bee &a Lili cat for aesthetics)
The Lunar Queen, Temple of Lapis Lazuli, and The Dark Mysteries are the cards that was gifted to me today.
The Lunar Queen, like the many phases of the celestial moon, reminds me that there is a time to relax and a time to spring into action once more. It guides me to take charge by taking my lyrics and turning them in to songs. “ “Trust in your own body” she whispers “ Trust in me, believe in you, and listen to your intuition.”
Been feeling pretty lost recently, losing myself more often than not. Temple of Lapis Lazuil reminds me that I am not alone, I am not lost and I have a connection to my love, to my guardian, to the wisdom that comes from the star people of Sirius. Wisdom that vibrates at the higher levels of oneness and love and and that I must work to help transcend those lost in the lower frequencies of fear, aggression, dominance and disconnection. However before I work to heal those around me I must first heal myself.
Lastly this leads me to The Dark Mysteries. A card that comes up constantly constantly reminding me that I have to deal with my shadow self. The darkest version of me. The person who hurt so many people who ultimately hurt herself. The person I hate and the person I am ashamed of. But that’s why she keeps gifting it to me. I have to learn to accept and love this version of me. And perhaps once I do the part of me that was dark, sticky and ugly will become the parts that facilitates my grow, that allows me to blossom into something beautiful. Someone truly worth loving.