magick

  • šŸŽˆ Whimsical Wacky Wednesday: In Praise of Small, Strange Joys

    Some days donā€™t want to be optimized.They want to be noticed. Today might be the kind of day where: There is a quiet delight in the unnecessary. Not everything needs meaning.Not every moment needs improvement.Some things exist purely to remind… Continue reading

    šŸŽˆ Whimsical Wacky Wednesday: In Praise of Small, Strange Joys

  • Sucking the Marrow from the Bone of the Moment šŸ¦“āœØ

    There are moments that ask to be managedā€”and moments that ask to be inhabited. This is not a post about productivity, optimization, or ā€œmaking the mostā€ of anything.This is about presence with teeth. Sucking the marrow from the bone of… Continue reading

    Sucking the Marrow from the Bone of the Moment šŸ¦“āœØ

  • šŸŒ‘ When Healing Changes the Field āœØ

    For a long time, I believed certain patterns in my life were simply fate. The same relational dynamics.The same sense of obligation.The same quiet pressure to manage, appease, and anticipate others ā€” even when it cost me my own center.… Continue reading

  • šŸŒ‘ Mythic Mondays: Hekate at the Crossroads ā€” When Choice Becomes Consecration

    There are moments when life does not ask us what we want.It simply places us at a crossroads and waits to see whether we will recognize it as sacred. Tonight, the myth that steps forward is Hekateā€”not as spectacle, not… Continue reading

    šŸŒ‘ Mythic Mondays: Hekate at the Crossroads ā€” When Choice Becomes Consecration

  • Ereshkigal: Queen of the Unlit Truths

    šŸŒ‘ Mythic Mondays There are goddesses who guide us toward the lightā€”and then there are those who wait for us when the light fails. Ereshkigal does not chase, persuade, or rescue.She receives. In the ancient Sumerian imagination, Ereshkigal is the… Continue reading

    Ereshkigal: Queen of the Unlit Truths

  • šŸŒæ Living the Questions

    My spiritual practice today looks very different than it once did. Itā€™s less about believing something and more about experiencingā€”less about adopting ideas and more about listening, embodying, and discerning what actually aligns at the soul level. What some might… Continue reading

    šŸŒæ Living the Questions

  • The Medicine Is in Reclaiming Radiance, Even in Shadow

    Oracle & Lantern | Vol. IV There are moments when the light doesnā€™t flee ā€” it folds.It tucks itself into the creases of our unbecoming,gathers in the soil of our silence,and waits. Radiance, contrary to what weā€™ve been told, is… Continue reading

    The Medicine Is in Reclaiming Radiance, Even in Shadow

  • Sacred Ripening: August Reflections and Guidance

    The eighth month stands like a threshold fireā€”half-ripe fruit still hanging, sunburnt memories whispering, and an ache for whatā€™s next humming underneath it all. August doesnā€™t rush. It simmers. It invites us to stand still in the heat of our… Continue reading

    Sacred Ripening: August Reflections and Guidance

  • Daily Mysticism: A Kitchen Perspective

    Thereā€™s a magnet on our fridge that makes me smile every time I pass by it. A group of crows gathered beneath a disco ball. The words read:ā€œMurder on the Dance Floor.ā€ Itā€™s cheeky and dark and sacred in all… Continue reading

    Daily Mysticism: A Kitchen Perspective

  • A Grandfather’s Hands

    ā€œTo the One Who Built with Loveā€ You, whom I never metā€”and yet, you hold me.You carved not just wood,but a vessel of memory,a hearth for healing,a shrine for the unseen. In this sacred space, I feel you.In the hush… Continue reading

    A Grandfather’s Hands