27 May 2022

Free Reading Friday: A Message from your Future Self

 I like the idea of offering free readings every Friday, and each Friday will explore a different topic. If the topic interests you, feel free to comment. A short reading will be done for you, consisting of 2-3 cards, and a few sentences. I'll respond to your request in the comments. 

Today's topic is A Message from your Future Self. What does your future self want to tell you about what's currently happening in your life? If you are interested in finding out, hit me up in the comments. This reading is available through the weekend of the 27th. 

My own reading is as follows. I drew the Ancestry card from my oracle deck, as well as The Devil and The Sun from my tarot deck. Wowee, that packs a punch. 

I have had a lot of indications lately that my ancestors are reaching out to me, so the Ancestry card is not unexpected. I feel like this card punctuates an admonition to continue my ancestry work. It's important to do so in order to overcome the restrictions and distractions that plague me (The Devil) and find the warmth and enlightenment that I am seeking. (The Sun).

Thank you for this message, future me. 

Photo by Cristi Ursea on Unsplash

20 May 2022

Psalms Magic: How I Do It, Using Psalms 65 as an Example


Biblical Magic has been practiced since there was a Bible. Medieval grimoirists, occultists, witches and practitioners of folk magic have all used Bible verses and references to God, Jesus, saints and angels in their workings. The idea of witchcraft being a strictly pagan practice is fairly new. 

Don't get me wrong, I have a deep respect for pagan witchcraft, and I understand that many witches prefer to avoid all the trappings of Christianity, due to the harm that modern Christianity has done to them and others. I felt the same way for a very long time, and it took me over three decades to finally make some peace with my Christian roots. 
Despite making peace with Christianity, I am not a Christian. I consider myself a Gnostic in the broadest sense of the word, in that my personal gospel is based on my own experiences and knowledge, and not on any one book. I practice mysticism with a Christo-Gnostic flavor, and I do work extensively with Saints and Angels. I'm really into the Holy Spirit aspect of the Trinity, as both Sophia and Protennoia (Barbelo), and my power-trio of Saints include Mary Magdelene (straight up avatar of the Holy Spirit), John the Baptist (who channeled Holy Spirit via Baptism) and John the Evangelist (who channeled Holy Spirit via writing). 

But heck, I've only just started and here I am getting way off topic. 

Psalms magic. 

I have a special journal dedicated just to Psalms and biblical magic. It's not just a notebook, but an alter unto itself. Because I've experience housing instability a lot in recent years, I've made my magic portable as possible. Using the page of a journal as an altar keeps it simple, without the need to cart around loads of implements. 

My Psalms journal has been cleansed with holy water (my own holy water is a collection of river waters and spring waters, as well as sulfur water from Indian Springs in Georgia. Use whatever water you consider holy, whether from the well of a church, from Lourdes, or from the ocean, a lake or a river). I have also anointed my journal with Exodus Holy Oil. You can make your own, or you can buy it from a reputable source (I like the oil that Twilight Alchemy Lab makes).

To start a new working - in this case Psalm 65 - I open to a clean page. At the top I make a circle for a talisman. You can use a color corresponding to your working. Psalm 65 is for abundance, and using green or gold would be appropriate. I used green. You can also color your circle in with an appropriate color. 

You can make your talisman either by writing your name and a few keywords, such as abundance, prosperity, etc. Or by sigilizing your intention, if you're into sigils. 

Below my talisman, I write out the entire Psalm. I have a pen that I use only for magical work. It's cleansed and anointed. It's a special pen, more high-end than a Bic. It's red and gold, very Yin, fiery, active colors. I'll write out my Psalm with this pen (for more introspective journaling, I use a green pen). It can be a Psalm from any version of the Bible. I like more straightforward, modern versions, but if you prefer the archaic formality of the King James version, go for it.

You can light a candle, but you don't have to. I will usually anoint myself in an appropriate oil. For prosperity work I like King Solomon's oil, which grants money and the ability to use it wisely. If you have a money oil you like, use that. I also dab a little oil onto my talisman, then I read through the Psalm aloud, finishing with an Amen. 

Then I read through the Psalm again, more slowly and contemplatively. Every line or so, I go off into an improvisational tangent, allowing the symbolism of the Psalm to inspire me. For instance, when I reach line two: 

You who answers prayer,
    to you all people will come

I might add  "To You, all people will come, for there is nowhere You are not. You are within all things, and are all things, and Your abundance fills the Universe. "

And when I reach the lines: 

The grasslands of the wilderness overflow;
    the hills are clothed with gladness.
 The meadows are covered with flocks
    and the valleys are mantled with grain;

The very mention of wilderness and flocks of sheep are going to remind me of John the Baptist, one of my power saints, so you know I'll end up going on a tangent there. Go on your own tangent, make the Psalm yours. 

Psalm 65 is a great place to start with abundance work, because it is a very approachable Psalm. Its symbolism is straightforward, and it is a Psalm about blessings, prosperity. The imagery of grain, and water, and flocks, all bring to mind the blessings of the earth. And it is a joyful, positive psalm. Can't recommend this one enough. 

After my initial reading, I'll go back and read the Psalm twice daily, in the morning, usually after a shower when I'm clean, and at night before bed. Sometimes I'll have a set number of days, and sometimes I'll repeat it for as long as feels right. 

All you need for Psalm magic is a Psalm. Everything else - oils, candles, waters, perfumes, herbs, colors - is your way of making it your own. I encourage you to experiment with this gentle but potent magical system. Let me know how you work with Psalms, or the Bible, in your regular practice, and how it works for you. 

Photo by Nathan Dumlao on Unsplash


16 May 2022

My Tarot and Oracle Decks - All of'em.

14 May 2022

Spiritual Nourishment



I do a Tarot reading every Monday, for the coming week. This weeks was weird. It recommended that I re-evaluate the source of my spiritual nourishment, in order to attract more money. I was not sure what those two things had to do with one another, to be honest. My spiritual practices usually seem far removed from my woeful financial circumstances. 

I've been poor all my life, or at least it feels that way. There have been moment of reprieve from the grinding poverty, but those have been few and far between. This time around I feel so stuck that I'm not sure there's any release beyond death (and no, I'm not rushing toward that solution. Like I said, I've been poor all my life, I can handle it if I have to, I just don't want to)

So I was randomly scrolling through a chat and saw someone discussing their reticence to charge for Tarot readings. And someone else replied "I've seen this before. Did you take a vow of poverty in a past life." The other person seemed to have a realization, as did I. 

Maybe I didn't take a vow of poverty in my past life, but it is very possible, nay, probably, that my poverty is karmic. I later had this confirmed in a tarot reading from someone else. 

Now I'm going to say that I do not have a very simplistic view of things like "karma" and "past lives". A lot of my views on these things are pretty out there and me even speaking in such terms are over-simplifying. But maybe I need to, for the time being, behave as if it is just that simple. 

Tomorrow is the north-node eclipse. A good time to do some karma-release work. And with it in scorpio, deep work on finances. I don't usually feel very positive about eclipses. They always throw me off, but this time I'm optimistic. 

I'll update in the future. 

10 May 2022

That Time the Matrix Glitched on Me.

 I've written about this before in other social media spots, so if you've seen it before, that was me. 

So let me preface by saying that animals will 100% grab my attention every time. Even if I don't pay much attention to humans, I love cute cats and dogs, and will fawn over them in any setting. 

This happened when I was working the self-checkout area in a very large retail store. The job was not the most mentally stimulating and I was mostly zoned out, but I perked up when a man stepped into the area with a beautiful golden retriever. Now, I wouldn't have noticed the guy at all if it weren't for his canine companion. I of course wanted to pet the dog, but it was obviously a service dog, and I know better to run squealing with grabby hands toward a dog who is on the job. 

The guy was unremarkable. Average height, brown hair, bearded, thin. He was wearing a baseball cap. I want to say it was red, but I don't really remember. I think he wore glasses. The dog was blond, of course. It looked healthy and well-groomed, was very well behaved, and was wearing what looked to be a medical saddle-bag that probably held medication. 

The man and his dog went to the far end of the self-checkout area, directly opposite of where I was standing, and the guy proceeded to scan his items while the dog sat patiently on the floor beside him. I watched the dog the entire time. When the guy finished bagging his items, he and the dog left the self-checkout area and headed toward the exit. I followed them with my gaze until the dog was out of sight.

When I turned my attention back to my work area, there, at the same register, was the same man - average height, bearded, wearing a hat, and his golden retriever with the saddle bags. He was scanning his items, same as before, with the dog sitting patiently on the floor beside him. But he'd just left!

There was no way he and the dog had had time to circle all the way around through the entrance and back to the checkout, even if they were running, which they weren't. It had only been a split second since they'd vanished from my sight. 

Could the guy have had a twin wearing the same clothes, with the same disability, accompanied by an exact service-dog replica? Maybe, but how had they walked past me to get into the self-checkout area without me seeing them. They would have had to pass just a few feet from me, and another dog would have been sure to catch my attention. 

I was discussing this occurrence with a friend recently, and we came to the conclusion that this stuff probably happens a lot more often than we think. We just usually aren't paying much attention. I freely admit that I would not have been paying attention at all, if it weren't for the dog. 

So, what do you think? Time loop? Glitch in the matrix? Is it a rare occurrence, or does it happen all the time? Let me know in the comments.

09 May 2022

15 Tarot Questions

 This is a 5 year old tag on YouTube, apparently started by Arwen.  I'm not entering a contest, since it's light years old, but I thought it would be fun to answer some of these questions. So here goes.

1. What is your current favorite deck?

Right now, it's Journey of the Sacred Bee. It's colorful, it's expressive, it has bees. I love it.

2. What Tarot card do you think stands for who you are now?

Knight of Swords. I've got that whole Gemini, ADHD thing going on. Lots of ideas, but with a wonky executive function.

3. What Tarot card do you think stands for who you want to be?

King of Swords. I love my thinky side, I love my ideas, but I just want to see myself a little more disciplined, and with a little more follow-through.

4. Draw a Tarot card and tell us how it answers the question, "What does the Universe want you to know  right now?"

6 of Wands. The Universe is saying "You got this!"

5. Do you have any cards that  you MUST love in  order to work with  a Tarot deck?

Yes. If I don't like the Hanged Man in a deck, then I won't use that deck. I can be more forgiving with other cards, but the Hanged Man better be awesome.

6. Why Tarot and not some other divination system?

I do use other divination systems. Astrology, Geomancy, I Ching, Chiromancy, Bibliomancy, and Lenormand to name a few. I've done some scrying and some channeling. I've used the ouija board but really hate it - not for fear reasons, but because it's incredibly boring. But I've been doing Tarot the longest and it is probably the most accessible.

7. What's the first book you can remember reading about Tarot  (other than the LWB [Little White  Book]?

Aleister Crowley's Book of Thoth. The Thoth deck was my first deck, and the Thoth system was the first system I learned.

8. What Tarot person would you like to sit down with  for a chat about Tarot?

The people I most love talking about Tarot with, are people that I speak with fairly regularly.

9. Tell me about one YouTube  Tarot channel that you watch (and why.)

Oh, I enjoy watching all of them, but TarotTube has the unfortunate side-effect of making me want more decks, which is why my wish-list is ungodly long.

10. How many Tarot decks do you have?

I had over 200 decks before Hurricane Katrina, some of them extremely valuable and highly sought-after. After losing them all, I decided from then on I would only keep decks that I read with. No more collecting for collecting's sake. Now, I'm not sure. Probably around 25 or 30.

11. Do you mix oracles and Tarot when you read?


12. Have you ever created  your own Tarot card or deck?

Yes, I've created a Tarot deck, and started on an Oracle deck.

13. Do you read for yourself?


14. What are your favorite questions to  be asked when you do a reading for someone else?

Anything that isn't about romance.

15. What's the craziest thing that's happened to you during a reading?

I once gave a reading to a non-human parasitic entity, and that experience went on to have far-reaching effects on my life.

08 May 2022

That Time my Doppleganger went to a Gay Bathhouse

Back in the 80s I had a leather jacket that had been hand-painted by a friend's brother.  This jacket was one-of-a-kind. I am the only person who had a jacket like this. This is important. 

The friend whose brother had painted my jacket was named Mike. Because Mike's brother had painted the jacket, Mike was very familiar with the artwork on the back. One day Mike asked me "Why were you at the bathhouse last night?"

Not only was I not at the bathhouse the night before, I hadn't even been in the same town as the bathhouse the night before. I was 90 miles away. I told Mike this and he said "No, I saw you. I was in the pool and I saw you at the far end, standing at the edge of the pool talking to someone. You were wearing your lace dress and your leather jacket. I jumped out of the pool and ran to the other end but by the time I got there, you were gone."

Nothing I could say would convince him I wasn't there. And he was so familiar with that jacket that he would not have mistaken another for it. So, what can I say? My doppleganger was out that night having way more fun than I was. 

07 May 2022

That Time an Angel Appeared in my Living Room

 I've had many paranormal or supernatural encounters in my life, probably enough for me to consider them "normal" and "natural". Several should have been creepy, or downright scary, but I have this problem. My threat assessment skills are practically non-existent, so sometimes my reactions to frightening things are idiotic, to say the least. 

But there was one time, when I saw an angel, that was actually pretty fucking scary. 

I should backtrack a bit. I'm an occultist. Not a good one, but one nonetheless. I've been practicing occultism, witchcraft or magic in one form or another since I was old enough to know what that was. I've had a fascination with witches and woo for as long as I can remember. My interests were probably influenced a great deal by my great-gramma and the subtle folk-magics that she would practice around the house (not to mention her clairvoyance). Another influence was probably my love of horror-movies, an interest I shared with my dad. We'd sit up and watch the Friday Night Frights on TV every weekend, often until dawn. A lot of those old movies portrayed witchcraft or voodoo. Badly, to be sure, but it was still enough to fascinate my young mind. 

Getting way off track here. I'm a crappy occultist and I'm surprised I'm not dead yet. It's bad enough that my astral travel practices managed to fling me into a parallel universe (I swear, I'll write about that one another time), but I've had some spectacular failures. 

Not sure whether to count this one as a failure or not. I summoned an Angel, and was surprised when one appeared. 

It was the second time an entity had appeared, fully formed and visible, in my living room, but was the first time it was an angel. It did not look like the accompanying picture to this post, but it also didn't look quite like how people portray the biblically accurate ones. 

At the time, I was living at my mother's house, caring for my terminally ill mother. It was 2008. I was sleep-deprived and silently dealing with a grief I couldn't show. I knew she was dying but I was trying to keep everything about her. I know I failed in this regard sometimes. There were cracks in my facade. Usually the emotions that seeped out through those cracks were directed at my mother's nurses, or at my mother's drunk and useless husband. 

I tried to keep up my spiritual practices as best I could in the situation, but if I had been half-assing it in the past, then during my mother's illness, I was quarter-assing it. One night after tucking my mom into bed, I did an Enochian Key on the fly. Just a quick and quiet reading with a bit of holy oil as my only trapping. Knowing me I was probably wearing pajamas. 

After my less than stellar performance, I went online to chat with a friend. I think in those days we mostly talked via email. Not very streamlined, but it worked. A light in the corner of the room, up near the ceiling, caught my eye and I turned my head to see what I still to this day have a hard time describing. It was like a series of lines, curves and angles, kind of metallic and shiny, surrounded in a golden glow. But this really doesn't come close to describing its alien strangeness. As I looked at it, it vanished, not all at once. It seemed to get sucked out of material existence, like water funneling down a drain. Like it was being pulled into a black hole. 

It didn't scare me at first. In fact, I was kind of like "huh, that was somethin'". I told my friend about it and she said "It sounds like an angel". Neither one of us was completely comfortable with that idea, but considering what I'd just been doing, it did seem a safe bet that it was indeed an angel. 

The fear crept up slowly and settled on me in the days, weeks and years afterward. For a while it became a full-blown phobia. I didn't want to see another angel. But I did. More than once, and wasn't too happy about it. 

I have, in recent years, come to terms with angels. It didn't matter whether or not I wanted to work with them, it seems I opened a door, and they intend to work with me. I refer to myself as a reluctant angel-whisperer these days, though I'm less reluctant than I was. Angels are now a part of my regular practice, but they are most definitely not fluffy, chiffon-wearing androgynes or be-winged babies. I know all too well they are not that. 

In the past few years I've started to lean more toward mysticism, and less toward magic. Maybe it's old age. Maybe it's because I'm a better mystic than I ever was an occultist. Don't get me wrong, magic is still plentiful in my life, but mysticism kicks ass and due to my mystical practices, my connection with angels (and my power trio of saints) has gotten much stronger. 

05 May 2022

Sentimental Decks

 This tag was started by James Feeney. I'm too ugly for YouTube, but I do like answering some of these prompts, so I will stick to blogging. This is a tough prompt. I'm a sentimental person to be sure, but there aren't a lot of decks that I get sentimental over. I either love a deck, or I don't. I'm more likely to get sentimental over decks that I've been given, but those are few and far between. This list is likely to be a short one.

Thoth Tarot

The Thoth Tarot was my first deck. I got it when I was 15 years old, and the Thoth system was the first
Ace of Swords

one I learned. There was a time when I was a lot more Thelemic than I am now, and I still have a soft spot for Uncle Al, even though his glaring flaws are a lot more obvious to me now that I'm older and wiser. 

But, some of his rituals still serve me well. (I'm one of the few people who prefer Liber Samekh over earlier versions of the Headless Rite. It packs a wallop, for sure). 

And lets face it, Lady Frieda Harris' artwork is sublime. 

I no longer use my Thoth deck for readings. For the last some years I've been using the individual cards as sigils. But I still cherish my Thoth deck, and though I've since learned RWS and Marseille, my readings still tend to be influenced by the Thoth system. My brain still loves to insert all those astrological and alphabetic correspondences. Eh, once a Thothie, always a Thothie.

Crow Tarot

8 of Swords

My Crow Tarot was a gift from a dear friend, and it arrived at a difficult time in my life, not long after my life-altering surgery. It was also during a time when I was seeing black animals a lot. Not only plenty of crows, but American black vultures, black slugs, and black rabbits. It all felt very omeny. 

I didn't get to use my Crow Tarot much in the beginning, because the shit really hit the fan soon after, and I was uprooted by Hurricane Ida. Omens, amiright?

Once I did get to sit with the Crow Tarot for a while, I found it not only to be a beautiful deck, but also very expressive and easy to read. It was also one of the first decks that I edged (in a rich brown, to match the backs), and it really feels like one of my decks. 

Lunatic Tarot

High Priestess

I've had many decks in my lifetime that were expensive, or difficult to acquire, but nearly all of those were lost in Hurricane Katrina (Ida was not my first rodeo). The Lunatic Tarot, if I remember correctly, was rather difficult to get my hands on. I got the large version first, which was larger than postcard size and in a book form, so not useable as a deck. Then I finally was able to snag the tarot-sized deck. 

It's an odd deck, to say the least, but I actually found it pretty easy to read with. It seems especially attuned to romantic situations, and does fantastic romance readings. But, as the least romantic person on earth, I have little opportunity these days to reach for it. 

Even though I don't use it as much as I used to, it's still a well-loved deck and I'm glad I still have it. 

Quantum Tarot

This was a gift from the same friend who sent me the Crow Tarot. I seem to remember getting it back when I was caring for my terminally ill mother, but my chronology is all out of whack so don't quote me on that. The edition of the Quantum Tarot I have is definitely the 1st Ed. and I don't know how much the cards have changed since then but I did bust it out recently to play with it and it is just as beautiful as I remember. 

I never used to use it much because I was worried about damaging the edging, but these days, I don't concern myself with such things. The more worn a deck is, the more loved it is. 

01 May 2022

Identity Crisis.

 My entire life, I have always tested as ENTP on the Meyers-Briggs test. And it certainly does fit to a certain extent. I love to hear myself talk, and I'll argue about nearly anything. But today, I took what was meant to be an accurate test, and tested as an ENFP. What?


Now I'm having an identity crisis. 

Still, I can definitely see myself in an ENFP as well. I like championing the underdog. I love to help people and am great at accomplishing things when I'm supposed to be doing something else. I have myriad interests, I suffer from "the-grass-is-greener" syndrome, and man can I procrastinate. In fact, procrastinating was what I was doing when I took that damn test today. 

I've decided to roll with it. If I strategize as if I am an ENFP, what will happen (experimenting - typical entp trait, ha!). I'm treating myself as an ENFP for a while. I mean, after all, we all both feel and think, and I've always scored right near the line between F and P, so it isn't so far-fetched that I could be an ENFP disguised as an ENTP. 

What personality type are you, and how do you feel about it?