November Sights, Thoughts and Weird Feelings

One of the most terrifying things about life is how fast time flies.  It’s scary to think about how it feels like 2019 just recently got here and we’re already at the tail end of November.It scares me even more knowing that every year seems to go by quicker and quicker, and every late December…

Full Moon Oracle, More Synchronicities & A Word About Intuition

Another 13th. Another full moon. Another card reading. If I’m starting to sound like a broken record, I apologize. There are things in this post I did not want to ramble on about again either. I’m downing some caffeine and forcing myself to write up this blog. I am so out of it. I feel…

The 13th: A Peaceful, Magickal Day for the Gaia Oracle

My first three readings with the beautiful “Gaia Oracle” by Toni Carmine Salerno. Gaia Oracle “Four Card Spread”: 1. Past (Past influences of the situation) Eternal Love A new page turned in your life and gave you a period of happiness, harmony, and fulfillment. You felt free of the worry and doubt that had cast…

Attempting “Therapy Tarot”

For the last day of July, I’m closing out with more mystic “food for thought.”   I came across this tarot spread idea on Facebook a couple months ago and considered trying it out. I’m very sporadic with using my cards, and yesterday I finally got myself to do it. It’s me we’re talking about, so…

The Mystery (and Madness) of Synchronicity

I had said in the beginning that I wasn’t planning on writing more of these long, drawn-out posts about a specific man.  However, continued unexplainable occurrences have led me to it, and I felt compelled to share what I’ve been experiencing over the past few months.  This blog has to do with the topic of…

The Name of My Affliction

It was something I was used to doing every year – visiting my grandparents’ grave. It was an annual family tradition of ours to each year visit the veterans’ cemetery and have a picnic lunch afterwards. The “afterwards” was always my favorite part, because, although I never wanted to seem disrespectful or uncaring, I felt…

My Poetry: “Midsummer”

On Midsummer Day
My heart gave way
And buckled under once more
It began to rain
From my gloomy eyes
As it did so the night before
Silently I worked and wept
And made it through the Midsummer morn
Inside, the clouds were darkening still
Like those in a May spring storm

Heartbreak and the Road to Healing: An Introduction to My Life

I have never been the “passionate writer” type. My twin sister has been the obsessive, mad scientist fictional writer as long as I can remember, even when we were in grade school. It’s always been a now-and-then thing for me, just when the mood struck. Until recently, that is. Lately I have been, not just…