SoSL: The Perfected Self Tarot Spread

The Perfected Self

You ever have a vision for your life, but feel stuck trying to figure out how to get from here to there?

Yeah, me too. So I designed a spread for it.

Special note: By “perfected” self, I really mean your ideal self. It is important to remember that nothing is ever perfect, and even when you reach a milestone or become that ‘better’ version of yourself, you will still want to change things about yourself and your life. That is normal. Don’t be so hard on yourself.


Use the spread? Let me know! And don’t forget–I’m still offering reading bundles at great prices in honor of the Summer of Self Love. You can read about them here, and order them over here.


26 Lessons

26 Lessons

Tomorrow, at 1:38 am, I will be 26 years of age. So my sentimental ass has been thinking back over all that time, and decided to share some of the things I’ve learned over that span of time.

Some of these things will be funny, some will be witchcraft related, some will be general life stuff, some will be specific to me. It’s a big ol’ grab bag of knowledge.

Get ya a cup of coffee, get comfy, and read on. You are more than welcome to laugh at me and my hard-headed-ness, or laugh from a place of recognition.

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Deprogramming: Affirmations


So, if you’re like me, you’ve spent most of your life thinking affirmations are stupid and pointless.

Blunt, I know, but I also know that I can’t be alone in that. I really did not see the point of them. I saw people who were affirmation-happy as not really doing or accomplishing anything. I viewed them basically as a new-age-y placebos.

And then 2016 happened.

I don’t know what it is about this year. 2016 for me has been the year of The Hanged Man. I’ve been going back on so many of my “I will never!”s. Not things centered in morality, just things I either never connected with or found value in.

I decided to give gems/crystals a shot. I’m writing my own affirmations. The world is upside down.

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SoSL: Empowerment Ritual

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Happy Friday, y’all! How have you been this week? I hope you’re well. I’m doing alright. Most I can really complain about is the fact I lost my one fucking piece of amethyst and I’m kinda pissed about it. I know that’s the only thing I can really complain about because it just keeps returning to my mind when not dealing with actual problems or things that really matter.

Hopefully I find it soon. I really can’t figure out where it could have gone.

Anyway…On to the first post of this year’s admittedly truncated Summer of Self-Love!

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On Urban Witchcraft & Hot Pockets

Urban Witchcraft

I tell ya, I am just the best at titling blog posts.

“Urban Witchcraft & Hot Pockets” is the boiled down version of the topics covered here. Because I thought “Human Hubris & Spiritual Diets” sounded too boring.

This is gonna be a short one, so let’s hop right into it:

On Urban Witchcraft

Travel back in time with me for a moment, would you? The year is year is 2004 and I’m a baby pagan/witch living in Eastern Kentucky. My spiritual and craft practices consist of me taking walks through the woods surrounding my house, sometimes up to the very old cemetery on the hill behind my house (seriously, where I lived in high school was prime witching location, in the most stereotypical sense). I would burn cinnamon from the pantry as my only incense (that smell still screams witchcraft to me), and sneak out of my room at night to commune with nature and summon things while surrounded by it.

Add that to the fact that most of the books I was working with where standard issue Llewellyn books, and it’s no surprise that much of what I was exposed to and absorbed in regards to what witchcraft and paganism is and how it’s done was very, very nature based.

So it’s no wonder the concept of urban witchcraft threw me for a loop when I first heard of it. How can you witch without nature?! I didn’t give it much thought because I didn’t live in a big city. Even after my family and I moved back to Florida from Kentucky, I opted not to research it or even really think about it because while we were no longer living in the woods, we weren’t in a big city. So fuck it, right?

Cut to now, when I’ll be moving (at some point) to a city. I’ve had to think about how to pagan and how to witch in the middle of a concrete jungle a lot more lately.

And it’s not that I’m unwilling to do the whole pagan-witch thing sans nature. It’s just that it can be really hard to reframe something when you’ve always viewed it (for whatever reason) in a certain way.

But then I figured it out.

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