Don’t think that laying with a witch (or any magickal being for that matter) doesn’t require offerings or immediate respect. The realms of our magick are sacred. We come in many forms, shapes, densities, and sizes. We are distinct, dissimilar, and divergent. Our commonalities? We speak for and protect those who have been outcasted, disregarded, and disrespected. We uphold the good of this Universe in a way that brings light and elevation. We align with the wheels that bring f

You have this deep wisdom within you that shows itself in the magic of your desires. You know, with irrefutable and tangible proof, that desire is the stirring of divine direction. That things come into your life in perfect order. Not that you need immediate tangible proof to satisfy your ego’s sense of safety and satiety.The universe isn’t teasing you in these moments. It’s aligning and preparing… you. It’s reassurance that due to your devotion, it's already worked out.

A spoken word poem. https://youtu.be/n1O3wcQ7j7g What if redemption, retribution, and liberation wore different faces? What if what we’ve been calling retribution is sometimes just an unhealed hunger dressed in righteousness and revenge wearing a suit, carrying a script, demanding applause like it’s proof we mattered? What if redemption isn’t cold like the edges of a King’s sword, but the heat of a Knight’s torch? A furnace hidden beneath layers of ice we swore would never me