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*please note this post contains mentions of sex, sex magick, and older men being gross towards women*

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day 8
*please note this post contains mentions of sex, sex magick, and older men being gross towards women*
day 137
it’s kinda hard to make rituals and everyday feel magical, to feel the high vibrations, to make rituals and baking bread...special.
I feel like I can’t focus my energy enough to really truly feel it.
day 132
pretty sure archangel michael saved my life, or least my car from being wrecked, by telling me to slow down before a stag appeared on dense fog covered highway.
felt drawn to working with them before but now I’m sold
Day 74
watched a lightning storm roll across town from the balcony with my sister. My best friend and I were talking about storm witches and conjuring storms earlier that day.
dreams have been vivid, signs abundant - ladybugs and spiders and everything telling me to have patience, strength, and faith.
i miss writing poetry as i fall asleep.
day 21
I preformed a little ritual I call the “I see you ritual” (which I’m now realizing sounds kinda creepy)...it involves a mirror and simply just...looking at your body. Acknowledging it. Noting where the pain points and insecurities are. Just noting them. Not judging.
I found it quite enlightening.
day 55
Started seriously learning herbalism, tried out a Better Sleep bath salt / tea with chamomile, and started to brainstorm a blessing for the forest behind my house as an act of gratitude for all the emotional safety it’s provided me. It deserves all the love, blessings, and protection.
day 33
I heard a calling to walk in the forest - and while in the past I’d stifle the feeling and say I haven’t the time today, I just went.
A black dragonfly let me take its picture, I stumbled in the overgrowth and felt good about getting slightly lost, and left a crystal as a thank you.
No matter how old I get, no matter how long I’ve been gone...the mother tree always welcomes me back with open arms. Makes me breath a little easier. Nurtures me with love and subtle guidance.
Gratitude isn’t a big enough word.
Day 2
Can you use the LEGO flower bouquet on an altar as a dedication to spring?
You can bet I’ll try and make it work
Also, the faeries are calling out to me