Rune-enchanted cant

Something is rumbling in my soul. I don't know what it's going to be when it finally breaks free, but I'm low-key hoping it has tentacles.

I've been having a rough time lately, feeling a bit sad and depressed. Putting on my apron, lighting the candles in my kitchen, and doing some witchcraft have really helped. It really is magic.

Bramble channeled

you're morally obligated to be gay on the computer otherwise alan turing died for nothing

Oh what do you know, my is mostly shamanic drumming. Color me surprised.

Well well well, if it isn't a sudden bout of raging depression. It surely has nothing to do with returning to work today. No, not at all.

I've been noodling a lot about having a frugal heart lately. What I mean by that is being very mindful about the things I desire and pursue. Being generous with my NO's in life so that the things I say YES to are a HELL YES, all in kind of deal.

I'm still working on this. But I wonder what spell I might craft to support this notion...

Because that's the thing...humans aren't programmed to savor our successes. We accomplish The Thing and while we might celebrate in the moment...we immediately move on to the next thing. And that's hard. It's hard to look at where I'm at and feel proud.

But I'm working on it.

Here’s the deal…
I’m basically panicking that I didn’t do everything I wanted in 2022. The year is almost over. I feel like a failure. And this is true, while it’s also true that I alchemized the fuck out of my life.

✅ Moved across the country
✅ Knit 2 sweaters
✅ Started a new job
✅ Attended adult summer camp
✅ Started a journaling practice
✅ On track to finish
✅ Started a daily goddess devotional
✅ Started a newsletter

That's a lot to be proud of, but all I can see are the big ❌s.

HEY WITCHES! Do you have an Advent Calendar but not too keen on Christmas?

It's 25 days until the Winter Solstice/Yule. Start opening that bitch up right now!

You know, for someone who has repeatedly been called a loudmouth over and over again...I'm often feel like I have nothing to say anymore.

Maybe these are related? oof.

Between having my MIL quarantining with Covid in my basement and then a week spent at my parents' house...I think I'm all family'd out. Though the train back to Denver was absolutely what my soul needed to be in time-out-of-time.

Bramble channeled

Hey remember how in May of this year the largest Evangelical Christian organization had an independent investigation that revealed horrific levels of sexual abuse within the church with the victims being silenced? Weird that they started pushing the gays are groomers panic right after that huh.

Something is rumbling in my soul. I don't know what it's going to be when it finally breaks free, but I'm low-key hoping it has tentacles.

Apparently I have a version of Little Red Riding Hood in me, but theres no Red, no Riding Hood, and the wolf is really just a douche. Was not expecting that when I said to myself "Huh, could I write a story about fairies tonight?"

In an effort to find my copy of A Wrinkle in Time, I just went digging through my parents' basement. I didn't find it, but I did fine my first deck of tarot cards, Brian Froud's Faerie Oracle, and all of the my Taschen it wasn't a total bust.

You know, as someone who styles herself a kitchen witch, I sure do hate this day.

Bramble channeled

Today I'm 55 days in on a daily goddess practice. It's a lovely way to start the morning, just saying.

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