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Money for Magick

As my magickal, mystical, and metaphysical practice has grown and developed over the years, so have the number of people drawn to my big bad witch energy.

When I was younger I lacked confidence. I would have never dreamed of charging someone for a charm, a spell, a reading. I made up some hocus pocus reason for insisting on this witchy altruism, but the fact remained: I was insecure. I was afraid.

I'm certainly not that witch anymore, but I find myself facing the same dilemma.

Do I charge for my magick? Well, I'm so much more confident in my abilities and understand personal boundaries to the effect of - what I have took time and energy and sweat and sacrifice and GREAT EXPENSE. Why lay insults upon those gods and spirits who were my best teachers by giving it away for free?

I believe what I'm really uncomfortable with is pricing my services. Who do I look to for an example of reasonable pricing? I don't want my magic to be disrespected but I also need to remain accessible.

Also: how do I quantify a spell?

"Oh you want your former lover to leave their current partner and come back to you? Hmmm, I think I'll definitely have to hit up the cemetery for that one if you know what I mean. So that's 360 for the work, 1300 for the parts and materials, and an additional 150 service fee."

If wanted to be a mechanic or a used car dealer, I would be.

Magick is sacred - a gift from the gods, the bright shining light of the Morning Star. I won't pollute mine with such brazen capitalism.

That said, I am myself a Goddess, so if you seek my aid, custom dictates you bring an offering to my temple in exchange.

Donations are always welcome (and money is hardly the only or best tribute I wish to see upon my altar)

May the Darkness keep you.

XOXO

H.H. Queen Aradia.

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Communism Conjuring 101

So I'm sitting here, with a TV show streaming, John Coltrane dancing in the background, and the City buzzing all around. Heaven. Later, the sound of traffic will be a deluge of shadows.

This looks like me in the middle of writing. This is my look as a deadline approaches and I am still finding ways to microprocess my progress.

But there's no pages due. There is no treatment, no story, no essay: nothing Anansi is hanging on my ears to ensure gets written. I'm filled with that creative energy with no where it "needs" to go.

I've channeled into the composition of my latest spell. It's a commission, a spell ordered by a client referred by another of mine from the past. It's in these scenarios: when someone comissions a spell on their behalf, that I find my creativity start to flow.

No boilerplate spell will work well enough. Each spell has to be born from the individual and birthed by the witch. I couldn't, in good conscience, agree to do magic for someone and just replicate what I've read before.

A "for-hire" witch needs to be magic on their own. They can't be flipping through books or trying to remember tarot card. They got to be pushing themselves in as many ways and directions as possible.

Do what you will, but don't work text book magic and charge money.

I'm sitting here working out the math and Latin of my next spell, hoping the result will please my client. A witch lives as part of the community, in a communist manner. Taking what we need, giving what we can.

So let me know if you need any work! As High Priestess of the HoT, I am always here to help.

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The Witch is Back!

Hello my lovelies! I just hate leaving you all for such great lengths of time, but it's always good to be back.

I hope everyone is making the best of the time we find ourselves in. My hunt for a new apartment led to a place in Williamsburg, which is small but my place has great energy.

I have also just been... in rental limbo. I have a bit of a ritual whenever I move into a new place - cleansing and warding and such.

I can't really decorate at all but I just love putting my altar together. Everytime I build my new altar, I imagine the shape my life will take on in kind.

But as I always say: the only thing you need for magic is you. Let your body and mind be your temple and altar.

Light and blessings to all, and feel free to comment with your own altar if you like.

DON'T FORGET!!!!!

I'm always open to magical consultation, readings, metaphysical therapy, spells, gris-gris, conjure... whatever you need in your life, I'm here to help! (DM me anytime!)

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I really want to visit hell before shit drops in the real and then my magic powers will drag em in.

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Vote Mama for

Witch Queen of NE America.

Hail Satan.

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Satan give me the strength to crush my enemies, defeat mine wicked conspirators.

My others are weak and can not hold the power of the Gods.

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Dark Baptism

We do not, under most circumstances, concern ourselves with the perversion of Catholic beliefs and practice. Little annoys me more than a view of Satanism as a mirror image of Christianity. "Hate Jesus, Hail Satan" is as misguided as the Catholic view of the world as "good" and "evil" in the first place.

As Satanic witches, we bear a responsibility to both correct errors in Satanic concepts and commands.

Any magic that mentions "God" is a few pages behind. The only true God of Earth is Satan - but because of Satan we are able to live in perpetual bliss if we only attune themselves to Satanic frequencies.

So, in Satan's name: enchant a vessel of water and pray into it your oraciones and then use it to baptize all who work these spells.

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Images of the Underworld keep tearing their way into my warm, cozy little room. Tigers. Lions. Bright neon nights. Disoriented. Hurt.

Usually I run when this happens - either physically running out the door until my lungs can barely work. On multiple occasions this is where I'd be buying a plane ticket somewhere across the world and gleefully planning my new life there.

But instead I'm trapped in this warm little room. And within that there's another little room - it's warm and bright. The walls are made of earth and it's deep inside the planet. The walls are cold to the touch. And in them I'm drawing the blueprints for another world.

The old worlds have all been plundered, colonized; torn open. "Write your story," channel my trauma into art. And I did. I wrote and wrote until my personal universe was no longer breathing. Dead. Pinned and under glass like a blue morpho butterfly.

So amongst the million other things I have crawling towards me, beginning to be finished, I've got to create a whole new world or something compelling and ready-made before they find me. And I need to build a stronger cage.

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El Mal de Ojo

Mortals have feared the power of a witch's gaze. To catch eyes with a witch is a guarantee for dark luck entering your life.

Multiple charms and spells try to ward off the Mal de Ojo exist. I think it's uneccesary to worry about it, but I say that having rolled eggs over many people. If you catch my eyes, as a Grand Magus looking into the eyes of anyone is magically potent.

You'll stagger back. You'll stumble, fall as a real witch stares you down. Rub an egg over your friends when you smell the hexen on somewhere. Concentrate and use your eyes in a way that will break past all shields.

I have so many spells and techniques to cast Mal de Ojo. I have worked that spell too many times. I have cleared it too. I have felt the pain and hurt from deep within me and I have cast it out in spit. Espuma.

Don't shake a witches hand unless you know what you're doing.

There is not good, no evil, but harm and heal are very real.

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Prophesy is not fun. It's not easy. It is nothing to envy. A witch friend who has the gift of prophesy? Bring them peace and comfort. Because nothing escapes their dark eye, and all they can do is tell you what they've seen.

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I destroy everything I touch. I just want to hold you.

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If there was the opportunity to build a centralized Satanic Church, an Unholy See, Dark Vatican, etc. without LaVey's chauvinism? I'm down.

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Path traced by these planets as seen from Earth

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Witchcraft Weekend

Hi everyone! I hope you all are enjoying this Hallowtide Eve! I know that this year might not be the mash up we're used to, but COVID-19 isn't sexy spooky ooky cooky, it's just genuinely terror fuel.

So while we're all finding creative ways to celebrate the night, don't forget that this is the perfect time to remember those who have passed away this year.

Cook a favorite dish, try a recipe by a dearly departed relative, sit in quiet contemplation, pray, etc.

If you've never engaged in spirit work, mediumship, ancestor worship, ancestral magic, death spells, spirit communion, necromancy, or SPIRIT POSSESSION (!!!) I implore you not to start now.

You may feel or hear or in someway experience a spirit's presence. Just let it flow through you. Don't hold on, just be open and unafraid and you'll be totally fine.

(And if this last paragraph freaks you out, and the potential of encountering spirits terrifies you - congratulations you've just employed on of the most powerful protection spells. Magic flows along lines of will and intention. If right now you're thinking "noooo! Ghosts!" - have a mulled cider and enjoy your night.)

Right now the web witch world is ALL Halloween or Samhain themed, so if you do want to do some rite or ritual, you have plenty of options.

As for me?

I'm going to be taking a brief sabbatical, coming back after Día de los Muertos, on November 3rd at the earliest.

It's hard to describe the way in which this time of the year affects me - especially now that I'm taking an active and passive role in the process.

Over the past few years I've been experimenting and refining my technique, blending mediumship with necromancy and death magic (I'll explain later) to transform me from a witch who communicated and entered into communion with spirits to more a psychopomp than necromancer.

Agitated spirits seeking rest have come to me, and knowing they would pollute my Spirit Court (La Cuadra) I offered them sanctuary within my third eye (I think? I'm new at this). I'd read about it - spirits not ready to leave the shadows between, still angry or filled with deep frustration. It was, according to my reading to block these spirits from la Cuadra. Only time and distance could heal their hatred.

I'm something of an unconventional witch, if you haven't noticed. It seemed cruel to not help my ex-boyfriend when his restless spirit found me. The process was completely theoretical until last night (Devil's Night) but - trusting my intuition (and winging it tbh) I sat in meditation and we spoke. His old angry patterns kept popping up. Finally, I convinced him into a crystal pyramid, where he could do anything he wished.

I worked the most delicate magic I could, but I'm sure I'll have to come back to it in a day or so to check on him. And write a time dilation spell. And invent time magic? Is that too extra?

So that's one story from the start of the four days of Witch New Years. There are plenty more. Not to be rude but R (my ex) wasn't my most interesting guest by far.

Long story short: while I can't describe the feeling of gods and spirits under my skin, using me like a walking jar. It's ecstasy. And it lasted all night long.

But today I woke up at 6pm, took a hot shower, and I'm ready to go back to bed. It's exhausting. I've this dull ache across my body. But such is the life of a spirit shaman!

So, as I said earlier, I'll be taking a bit of a break while I attend to my own magic for now. When I come back I'll have lots to share. Please comment below with the content you'd like (besides "anything!" which is flattering but that could be necromancy, chronophagia, transmutation, crystal grid construction, transubstantiation, or a primer on communicating with cats - arguably the most difficult topic here.)

Until then witches, don't get burnt, stay frosty, and always have a bag of salt on you and an iron nail in your pocket!

Oh and you might want to step into your shoes backwards tomorrow morn. If you can't, then you're doing it right 😉

Blessed be!

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