WednesdayWisdoms: Reigniting the Fire

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In order to find our Starchild again, we have to do some soul searching. My go-to is journaling, because it lays down all of my thoughts on paper and I am able to see clearly what my jumbled brain is trying to tell me.

For this week’s exercise, you’re going to journal about your young life:

  1. Write your biography from when your active memory starts to about grade school. Describe yourself and the stories you have from childhood.
  2. Then re-write it, keeping your self and your personality in tact, but changing the situations and relationships you wish you could.
  3. Take all of the situations that you wish could have been different, write them down on a separate piece of paper, and forgive them. Burn them. Let them go. They may have had a hand in shaping your belief system, but it is time to release them now. They do not serve you, nor do they control you.
  4. Do something this week that you would do when you were five. Go to a magic show, roll around on the grass, sing at the top of your lungs, whatever sets your young heart on fire.

 

Live young, live free, and stay witchy ( *)

EuroTrip

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The Eight of Wands can signify air travel in a reading, and for me, it is 100% accurate!

I have never been outside of the country. Even living in LA, I never even went to Mexico. So last years New Years resolution was to make one big trip a year to see the world and immerse myself in different cultures across the globe. And when I heard my baby sister was going to be living in Bologna, Italy for 6 months studying abroad, I knew I had to seize the opportunity to visit.

She is now done with all of her finals so we have the entire month to spend eating and drinking our way through Europe. We are traveling from Bologna, to Florence for a day, Rome over Christmas, Berlin for New Years, and then to Budapest, Brussels, and Prague! I’m so excited to have such an awesome opportunity bestowed on me and made possible by my employers, friends and family.

That being said, I may miss a blog post or two. I am excited for the chance to write abroad and to get inspired, to really learn and gain clarity on a month long sabbatical, but due to constant travel I may not be as diligent as I would normally be.

And guess what? That’s how it should be!

So don’t miss me too much. I’ll be writing and living as much and as best I can. Happy holidays and stay witchy, my beautiful friends ( *)

People, Places, and Purpose

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The frame around this particular card symbolizes the cyclical progression of the human experience. Being that the card in its entirety depicts the world, we are brought to a very important topic in my life: places and their effect (or rather your effect) on the psyche.

 

Your world is your perception. You perceive what you’re unknowingly looking for. And places will reflect this phenomenon.

In Los Angeles I was miserable. Not because of any particular event (although there were many) but because I was just a miserable person. I lived in misery and it was comfortable there. Until it wasn’t.

After drug addiction, eating disorders, DUI’s and car accidents, I decided to play the blame game and put all of the responsibility on LA. Because it was LA’s fault, I could avoid accountability. And avoid I did. 3000 miles away.

I remember thinking on the plane coming here to move for good that this was it for me. This it where it all changes. This is where I would have some real luck. Because I defined New York as the place I was going to make it and succeed, I did just that. But it was UGLY.

New York held a mirror up to my face in the harshest way and forced me to take a real hard look.

Moving to New York was the absolute kick in the ass that I needed because it forced me to face my demons. Surviving on your own will do that to you. But because I was determined to make New York work for me, and because I knew I couldn’t quit and go anywhere else (or God forbid back home) I rode the wave and got through it. I romanticized New York so much that it in turn became my healer.

You see, because I was looking for misery in LA, I found it at every turn. Rather than eating healthy and loving my body, I found drugs and bulimia to keep me skinny. Rather than cultivating real intimate relationships, I over-drank at bars and parties and endangered myself while sleeping around. And who wouldn’t love all of the miserable repercussions of those self-sabotaging actions?

In New York, I projected the want for change. I asked the sidewalks for it. I looked at the city lights and begged for an answer. And in the universes’ way of testing your will, I sure as hell found it.

I like to think that now, if I went back to live in Los Angeles, I would have a completely different experience. I would attract different men and different job opportunities than the ones that I had. Not that all those that I attracted in LA were bad, but my energy now is completely different than the sad girl’s you all knew and loved. My perception has shifted.

I call it the Orange Car Effect. You usually never think about orange cars, but once you see one, you start noticing them everywhere. If you think everyone in LA is “so fake,” that’s all you’ll run into. If you think LA is bad luck and terrible, well guess what, the universe will deliver that to your doorstep.

LA and I broke up a while ago, and we’ll never be a perfect match. But even though I’m with New York now, I can look back on my relationship with LA and appreciate it for what it was. Because life is what you make of it, and accountability is key. Stay witchy wherever you are. ( *)