Starting to remember why I hated the FB Pagan Community, and one of the reasons I deleted my original account.  Constant bickering and judgement--the need for control and impossibly high expectations.   It's not just a FB thing--it's an online thing.  And it's not just the Pagan Community, but the PC is the one that I'm involved with the most.  It's not a new thing, by any means.  It's just exhausting.  There's awful things going on, and yall worried about how someone else practices and believes?  Because someone's practicing Pop Culture Paganism?  Because they have their own views about mythology or their experiences with the fae are different?  What about your own practice?  Your own beliefs?  Why are you allowing a stranger's practices affect you?  Honestly, if someone works with Marvel Thor, how does that affect your personal relationship with Thor? How they may or may not practice doesn't dirty the spiritual poo...

  My 41st birthday was on Friday, and it was a great weekend. My hubs got me a patio chair and table that I’ve been wanting forever. I love it. After a sushi dinner and some gluten-free cake, I did a Birthday reading for myself, using the Bee Tarot and the Fairy Tale Fortune decks. My guides pretty much said to keep on weaning myself from the internet and screens, and good things will come from it. “Abundance in all areas of my life—wealth and other forms of positive abundance.” It’s going to required work, effort, and discipline, and a push through the fear. The stagnation I’ve been trapped in is coming to an end. Yay! The Fairy Tale Fortune deck told me to have fun on Saturday and buy what I want without guilt. (I get terrible buyer remorse when I buy for me.) The Sun and The Lily. Success and Happiness. We had beautiful weather yesterday. I went to a hippie liberal town here in Ohio called Yellow Springs with my BFF and her mom, as we’ve done once a year since our Wright State U...

  After my  last post , I decided to follow these waves of change that I’ve been feeling, just going with the flow. I’ve been going back and forth for months about whether or not I wanted to delete a blog that I’ve had for 14 years. A site that was my safe space, where I could go and talk about whatever. A place that I really put a lot of effort, love, and care into. A place that I’ve done a lot of healing and growing. A place that’s helped me come across a lot of cool and interesting people, and learn from those people. A place that I no longer need. After I left Facebook in August last year, and then the rest of Meta in November, closing accounts just got easier. Weights that I didn’t realize I was carrying were lifted. I missed some aspects, but overall I didn’t miss it. The stress, the doom scrolling, the trolls, inconsistent rules and standards, fighting algorithms—I realized just how bad it was for my mental and physical health! One of the best decisions of my life was d...