#firedivination

[paulomara]

The Answer

She doesn’t blink. She doesn’t breathe. She waits. Draped in quiet knowledge, The Oracle wears memory like jewellery and time like perfume. Her mask is a mirror — and a riddle. Behind it, stories fold and unfold: births, loves, truths. She will not interrupt. If you dare to speak your question, not the one you rehearse, but the one that hides on the edge of your soul, she will lean forward, and tell you the one sentence that will change your entire path. It won’t be poetic. It won’t be gentle. But it will be exactly what you needed.

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[desmoinesnewageshop]

We restocked on our votive candles!!!! #desmoinesnewageshop #candlemagic #firedivination (at Des Moines New Age Shop)

[renatedagmarmilada]

lab st barths human Research still turning poems into stories because their families take them all and write stories to magazines using them.. DELETE FEKETE totally

My new husband and I.-------------------------------Our first home on becoming a Mrsmy new husband and melived in two roomsin mrs Cook's houseupstairs front and downstairs frontthen pregnancywhen it showed, outdivinely happywith the love of my life. our next homemy new husband and mein a huge, windy, cold old houseupstairs rooms atop some steep, steep stairsup and downto kitchen, loo and coaldivinely happywith the love of my life. next homefor my new husband and me a man from the council calledcaught me on the stairslugging a bucket of coalfor my open firedivinely happywith the love of my life the next my new husband and mewas a new council houseand a new son straight out of the maternity homeend of the road not yet builtdivinely happywith the love of my life Then the council sent round noticesrent according to wagesmy new husband was a workaholiceven travelled afield to workat steelworks shut down timesWe'll move into our own homedivinely happy with the love of my life a new house on a new estatecrematorium at the backwhere Headmasters and Hospital managers livedwhat are you doing living herethe Heamasters wife asked, with your children fourdivinely happywith the love of my life not a good house for youhimself asked so we'll movewe'll move up the hillmy husband, children and Iacross from the Mayor's secretarylots of top mob down the roaddivinely happywith the love of my life few years into our new home up the hillthe Mayor's secretary stopped at our wallthey are a delight to watch when passing bysuch a lovely familyeven though you are catholicsDivinely happywith the love of my life older and wiser,my skin thicker and my heart harderfriend from the land of the long white cloudbest friend married to my best friend from campcome join us on our beautiful land of jewel coloursbring you family with you divinely happywith the love of my life the river wound onthe love of my life has gonewent walk about to find himselfI've lived in many, many placesbeen a teach around the worldsatisfied enoughwithout the love of my life

[thespiritconnection]

These where my fire pictures from my ritual fire last night.. What do you see? . . . #thespiritconnection #austinwitchescircle #firedivination #ostararitual (at Emma Long Metropolitan Park)

[paulomara]

Compass of the Lost

This card stands as a guide for those adrift in the labyrinth of their own making. Her body, a mosaic of celestial fragments, holds the echoes of forgotten stars, each spiralling line a path unwalked. Vines of shadow and light twist around her, holding secrets of direction in a language only the lost can hear. She beckons you to step into the kaleidoscope of your soul and find the way written in the transits of your own becoming.

New week, new opportunities, I hope it is wonderful for you.

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[paulomara]

Cartomancer

He smiles like a secret and speaks in symbols. The Cartomancer doesn’t shuffle his deck — he breathes it.

 If you draw this card, it means the answers are already dancing behind your eyes. He’ll show you how to read them — backwards, in moonlight, through smoke. Nothing is random. Not even you. He clasps his hands, pale as bone, and the air shivers with the weight of untold truths—will you dare to draw from his battered deck?

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[paulomara]

Awaken

The sun had been sleeping, cradled beneath winter’s quilt of grey. Now, awakened and crowned in fire, it rises not only in the sky but within you. Time to peel back the shadows, to let the golden tendrils of light spill into forgotten corners. Creativity begins here, blooming like wildflowers in thawed earth. The Sun does not ask for permission to shine, neither should you. Let the warmth unlock what was always waiting inside, paint the world anew with the colours of hope.

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[paulomara]

Suspension

She drew the Suspension card and the world held its breath with her. For too long, she had dimmed her glow to keep others comfortable, tiptoeing through shadows stitched from silence. But today, the pause ends. The stillness has spoken. Her magic — strange, bold, uncontainable — is ready to step into the light.

No more hiding. No more shrinking. The spell is breaking, and her full, fabulous self is about to rise.

Today, don’t make yourself small, go forth & be fabulous.

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