Adventures of A Mage In Miami

Random Links of the Day : Imbolc/Candlemass/Groundhog Day Edition

Happy Imbolc/Candlemas Day everyone!

Well technically, Imbolc was January 1st at sunset this year. You see the sun entered 15 degrees in Aquarius on the first of February. So based on the Celtic tradition, the day before that at sunset, is Imbolc. So I began celebrating it with a ritual lighting of seven candles in Brighid’s honor. I had created this year’s Brídeog the same day.

And asked the spirit of Brighid to enter the doll and possess it. I ritually invited her to enter my home. And from there we did a bunch of rituals together with Oya and the Virgin of Candelaria (Candlemas). Lots of necromancy. As well as faerie magic with the Tuatha Dé Danann.

Phil predicted an early spring

Groundhog Day

How Groundhog Day came to the U.S. — and why we still celebrate it 138 years later

(This one is kind of biased because it doesn’t mention that the “christian” tradition actually comes from the Celtic Pagan feast of Imbolc, dedicated to Brighid).

Groundhog Day 2024 : 7 Things you might not know

Wine Maketh Glad the Heart of Man

Tide Marks : Personal Mildstones in Paganism

Punxsutawney Phil, our resident Weather Diviner in the US

Many people don’t know this. But Florida has it’s own tradition of predicting when spring or winter will come. But we don’t use a groundhog obviously. We use a mollusk who lives in a conch shell. And when he/she sees their shadow, that tells you what happens.

Well for the first time in a long time, the conch mollusk disagreed with Punxsutawney Phil. Phil claimed an early spring will arise. But our shell mollusk claims we will have six more weeks of winter. Now it should be noted this is a form of animal divination. And it doesn’t always mean a literal interpretation of the weather.

It also means the “spiritual weather”. What this means is, it’s based on the atmospheric conditions of the spirit world. Why would we care about the weather in the spirit world? Because it tells us what will happen in our world. Conflicts, poverty, success, blessing, etc.. Phil predicting an early spring means the return of light to the land.

Our weather Diviner in Marathon, Florida is named the Mollusk Meteorologist.

“But M! These things aren’t meant to be taken seriously! These are just fun traditions,”

The fuck they are. Many of these folk traditions are similar or identical to older traditions in the Pagan past. People don’t realize that the bald Eagle in the flag, is an animal totem. That Mount Rushmore before it was desecrated by the US Government with the faces of Presidents, was a sacred Native site. So yes these animal traditions are divinatory in nature.

So I guess it matters where the “light” or blessings are going to. Meanwhile in Florida it’s clear that more darkness is headed this year. Which doesn’t surprise me given the current state of our state. Or it could mean a combination of both. Though the light could be really intense.

Remember that protests and fighting for human rights could be intense. And seem like dark days. When in reality they are just birth pains of a better era on the rise. I used a different kind of candle so I didn’t have the cerromancy divination this year. But enough of that. Enjoy this year’s random links.

Graceland Memorial Cemetery as I was leaving to meet some of my Forefathers and Foremothers buried there

All Praises be to Oya

The Power of Creativity

“Ghosts, Monsters and Demons of India” by Rakesh Khanna and J. Furcifer Bhairav

In February

Hello February

Did Phil see his shadow this year?

Where did Groundhog Day come from?

Brighid, the Great Goddess of Imbolc

The Feng Shui Cannons that ward off evil in Zhong Kong

(☝️ need this shit)

Candlemas by Claire Ridgway – Tudor Society

Imbolc Signs : Tephramancy

The Imbolc Comet of 2023

*La Virgen de la Candelaria* (The Virgin of Candlemas)

The Mantle of Brighid : An Imbolc Prayer

Imbolc the Festival of Awakening of the Earth

Imbolc Images

Imbolc for Brighid : How to make a Witch’s Poppet

The Gods and Goddesses of Imbolc

Imbolc : A Day for the Queen of Heaven

Imbolc : Rituals and Traditions

A History of Imbolc and the Goddess Brighid

Wiccan Imbolc

Imbolc and the Rites of Women : A Midwinter Festival of Lights

Imbolc : Symbols and Symbolism

A Christo Pagan post in Imbolc-Candlemass

Imbolc/Candlemass/Candlemas

Candlemas (Poem) by Alice Brown

Snow Moon : February Full Moon

Merlin’s Cave in Tintagel, England

February 2024 Full Moon Details

Vampire and Paranormal Museum

50 Places to Eat and Drink before you die

Real Zombies and Body Snatchers

Investigating Lake Cryptids from Nessie to Champ

Mysterious Animal Tracks in the Bottom of the North Sea off the coast of Germany

Moon Monuments

Crafting a Miniature Abandoned Room

9 Unusual Ways to Explore Maine’s Food Scene

A frustrated Devil left his foot print behind in a church

Gespensterwald : The Ghost Forrest of Nienhagen, Germany

Deepening the understanding of Natal Charts

The Grave of the brave “yellow men” of Ireland

First sign of gaining daylight

Dame Alice Kyteler | Kilkenny’s Medieval Witch

Thousands of US Cities could become Virtual Ghost Towns by 2100

Well that’s enough for now,

Take care,

– M

Imbolc/Candlemass/Candlemas 2024

It’s finally hear! Imbolc! As well as its Christian equivalent, Candlemas or Candle Mass. The Mass of Candles. Just like Imbolc, Candlemas is the best time to bless things. Especially candles. Priests will bless candles with incense and holy water.

To impart special blessings upon the candles.

I use both holidays not only for this, but to bless special charms in general. Currently I am getting ready to bless these.

When these egg shells gain their full power, I’m going to crush them into a powder. In Santeria these powders are called Cascarilla. The blessed egg shell powder is used for a variety of magics. And can even be used as an extra ingredient to empower a spell. Cascarilla is always used for positive purposes.

Like healing. I’ve never heard of them being used for curses.

I also made my Brídeog or little Brighid. My Imbolc idol for Brighid. As is custom, I walked around the house at sunset. On the day before the Sun entered 15 degrees in the sign of Aquarius (this year the day before was February first). In tradition, a person used a torch to walk around the outside of the home.

I used a lighter instead. It’s easier to hide what I’m doing. In the past I used candles or incense sticks as the torch. With this, I can click the lighter on and off when someone shows up. It still gets the job done.

Although when people see the doll, they freak out.

The bed on which Brighid will sleep tonight

I remember I was caught making a Brídeog a few years ago. Mine are basically poppets that I can make from what’s on the land. Sticks and vines sometimes. It didn’t have a head yet. But as soon as he saw it he turned pale as hell.

I laughed. I couldn’t help myself. Like I said in my last blog post, people assume magic dolls are always going to be for hurting a person. You never ask someone who has a Saint statue if it’s to hurt anyone. Or an image of a man being tortured to death on a cross in clear agony.

Noooooo but those scary ass corn dollies and poppets? It’s El Diablo!

This year I dressed the idol with specific elements. Part of the decorations represented are for Oya. The Orisha (Yoruba God) of storms and winds, the market place, and guide of the dead. She’s also a great warrior. And she brings great prosperity.

Oya’s favorite color is purple. But rainbow colors are also sacred to her. This oil painting was painted by artist and author *Sophia Kelly Shultz*, for more of her paintings go to her *Deviant Art* account, she’s also the author of many great books including ***Seeking the Spirits of Palo Kimbisa*** where she recounts the teachings of her **Tata Rodriguez**

My candle for Oya and the Virgin of Candelaria

It’s said that windy storms, especially thunderstorms, are actually her dancing the skies. She lives in the market place because she loves human activity. So commerce naturally falls under her. However, she’s also the Orisha who can protect us from Iku, the Orisha of Death. And since then, she leads souls to the front gates of all tombs.

Oya’s feast day is the feast day of Candelaria (Candlemas). Which is February 2nd. During this time, Santeria visit cemeteries. And do special offerings to her at the front gates. They also do these things for the honor of the dead.

Asking Oya to bless them.

Then we work with another incarnation of the Virgin Mary. Oya and other Gods were often synchronized with the Virgin Mary. Or other Saints. So when the slaves came, new aspects of the Saints arose. Including a new aspect of the Virgin Mary appeared.

La Virgen de la Candelaria. Or English, The Virgin of the Mass of Candles. Candlemas.

This African aspect of Mary, is said to be Oya in her Christian disguise. Even the colors seem to point to her. I only half way agree. I think this is the Virgin Mary. But because so many people combined her and Oya together, she took an African form.

Gods often do that when they get adopted into other cultures. And I do see Mary as a Christian Goddess. Not just a Saint. She’s even called “the queen of heaven”. Which is a Pagan title in many cultures for a Mother Goddess.

Mary has often taken different forms across cultures. Appearing as Native, Asian, or in some cases her traditional middle eastern form. So I do a lot of Hoodoo and Santeria during this time. With both her and Oya. Specifically I do a combination of African and Christian necromancy.

It’s a good time to talk to the ancestors. But I’m also talking to the Tuatha Dé Danann.

Brighid and her people, the Tuatha Dé Danann

I am watching shows with Brighid. I put her to sleep now.

The fire of Brighid, doesn’t it sort of look like the sacred heat from Catholicism?

Covered Brighid in her own blanket. The Romani woman watches her sleep

And I’m about to recite our favorite poem. Candlemas by Alice Brown. And listen to some Irish poetry. I lit seven candles in honor of Brighid. Two of those candles were for Oya and the Virgin herself.

All in all, it’s been a good day.

Saw this the other day, normally I use regular candles. But this is perfect for Oya

The Tuatha Dé Danann,
image from
*Art Station*

Well, time for bed everyone. Take care,

– M

Saving Greene

Today I was looking at my Balcony Garden. Basking in the warmth of the sun, which is something I almost never do in Florida. Usually we hate the damn sun. It burns our skin. And not all of us go to the beach.

My idol of Queen Gaea, Mother of the Universe, Oldest of all the Gods

Some of us appreciate the beauty of the swamp and all its creatures.

If you look deep into Florida, there’s more than just beaches and cities. There’s the country. Which carries a beauty of it’s own. The beauty of the water and the earth interposed with one another. The Union of Land and Sea.

My garden was reminding me of all the creatures who live here. And I thought of my old friend Greene. This story happened a couple of years ago. The day was unusually chilly for South Florida. Like now.

I was taking my dog out one morning. I found him half frozen on the ground, Greene. Except Greene was brown. He could barely move. And he was breathing so hard I thought he was dying.

He was an Anole lizard, a cousin of the chameleon.

They’re usually light green, but he was brown and his feet were the color of Ash. I snapped a picture of him and sent it to my sister. She studied to be a vet. I was told by her that he wasn’t going to die. He was just cold.

And would thaw out. Just to leave him there. But everything inside me told me not to. Fuck it I thought. I guess I’ll be the idiot to carry a frozen lizard home.

Not Greene, but it certainly looks like him when I found him years ago. Image from here.

I put him on my terrace. At least there he would be safe there from other animals. Bugs come there if I turn the light on so he’d have food. And at least he wouldn’t be alone. I keep cardboard boxes of all sizes just for this occasion.

I raced home to get a small box. I fitted it with a small mat of sorts. Then I tried to put him inside. But he was so scared, he climbed out the other side of the box. The Adrenaline made him turn his usual color right then and there.

I just stayed there and spoke to him while my neighbors thought I was bat shit crazy.

“If you don’t come with me now you’ll die. I need you to trust me,”

(Yeah, I’m sure that made them think I was less crazy)

He looked at me as if saying Yeah right, you’re one of them. You can’t be trusted. It started raining cold water and I said,

“I’m not leaving without you, so you better get used to my pretty face,”

The God Agemo

He stood there appraising me for 5 minutes. I wondered what could be going on in his mind. I remembered an old story from Yoruba culture. The God Orunmila was friends with the wise Chameleon, Agemo. Agemo helped Orunmila many times. So I prayed to Agemo to help me get this little guy in the box.

Then I suddenly thought, now is the time, get him in. I put him inside. He tried to run but this time he ran inside the box. I sealed the other side. Leaving the open portion for air.

This time he stopped resisting. I asked my animal guides to protect him. As I walked with him in the box, it seemed as if he were resting. I don’t know if he trusted me finally. Or was simply too exhausted, or both.

I positioned him in a corner with a bucket blocking the chilly wind. He opened his mouth and that large balloon thing some lizards have beneath their neck popped out. I half imagined him cursing me with his breath. I put more carpets all around him to keep him warm and offer more protection from the winds. And then I used some healing work for him.

But most importantly, I left it in the hands of the divine ones. I slept warily that night hoping he would be safe. I prayed for the Sun in Florida to pierce the gray skies. Something I never did. I just wanted him to be okay.

I kept remembering him heave air into himself so deeply. I had dreams of him fighting for his life. I couldn’t even get a decent night’s sleep. I hoped beyond hope for this little creature to live. The next day I was caught off guard by something.

I lost my job so I had time to sleep in. I actually wasn’t too upset about losing it. It was a shitty job with shitty pay. And now I got to relax and enjoy sleeping longer. I drank my Cuban coffee.

I decided to get an hour or two of extra sleep only to hear my phone’s ping that I received a text. My Mother snapped a picture and said.

“Look, he’s okay now,”

I don’t have the old picture of him anymore. But this is what he looked like.

The image was originally from the Orlando Sentinel, but the article doesn’t exist anymore. Instead I have the URL from the image.

I couldn’t believe it. I had to run to the terrace to make sure. And yes there he was. Not only did his color return, but he was mobile now.

I left him be. Didn’t want to scare him off before he was ready to go. The box was still out there for him. And the Sun was shinning through the gray though I continued to pray for the clouds to keep parting and the sun to shine to heat everything up. My prayers were answered.

He seemed to be okay physically. But the way he was sprawled out on the table he had climbed, something was wrong. At some point we had even gotten him dead crickets. Finally, a friend told me they were hunters. And preferred live food.

So I did a trick she taught me. I placed a single banana slice on the table when he wasn’t there. And let it rot to attract flies. When the flies came, he showed up and ate them. Then he ate the banana.

The next morning he began to get his bearings. He stayed for two days. Finally, he left for his true home. My family saw him leave.

I don’t know what Agemo did. But I know that Greene survived when I thought he would die. He’s a tough little guy. I know the spirits guided me.

And the Gods blessed me. And for those who say they didn’t, that it was just me working hard to save him. You didn’t see him that day. I have seen plenty of frozen lizards since then. Just a few years ago we had iguanas falling from the trees in Florida.

They were perfectly fine. When I saw Greene, I expected him to die. He looked like death. I have never seen any animal look like that. Except for animals in their last days.

I know the medicine of the spirits of Florida and the Yoruba people of Nigeria were with him. And with me. Thank you Divine Ones. I wonder every so often, what became of my little friend.

The Twin Thunders or Little Thunders. At least what I could get as a representation of them. They’re Deities I pray to for rain. They also make some badass holy water

Not every Nation believes in *Wakan Tanka* (Great Mystery). Everyone has their own spirits, but I do.

– M

Herstory Profiles: Honoring Queen Lili’uokalani by Anjeanette LeBoeuf

My first post of 2024 is still celebrating women who are not celebrated enough. This post sees us in the Hawaiian Islands. A leader, visionary, and …
Herstory Profiles: Honoring Queen Lili’uokalani by Anjeanette LeBoeuf

Imbolc for Brighid : How to Make a Witch’s Effigy or “Poppet”

All the Imbolc images are courtesy of the *Celtic Lady Blog*

The connection between dolls and the supernatural is not a new idea. Everyone has heard of voodoo dolls, which can supposedly stand in for the target…

So this article here caught my attention
How to Make a Witch’s Effigy “Poppet”

I thought I would add it to this little mini article I made. The problem here, is that people always think of Voodoo dolls or Poppets in terms of evil. No one ever talks about their use in white magic or nature magic. For instance, most of the time when I make Poppets, or use African Dolls (not Voodoo, but from Santeria) they are used for religious purposes. For instance, in the feast of Imbolc which is Celtic (Christian Candlemass) we have the Brídeog.

Brídeog is an idol of the Celtic Goddess, Brighid. We make one for her every February. It’s made of straw or corn husks or whatever you can find. And you welcome her spirit by walking around the outside of a house with a Torch. Now in modern times, what I use is an incense stick or a lighter.

Candles are a pain in the Ass. And they attract attention. I sort of flick the lighter on and off. And hide the doll in something while I walk. Then I utter an incantation at the door,

” Bridean, Bridean, thig an nall ‘s dean do leabaidh”

Translation :

” Bríd (Brighid), Bríd, come over and make your bed ”

And then I place her doll near a fake fire place in a makeshift bed. I light seven Candles in honor of her. Because in the old days young women would choose an “Imbolc Queen” from among themselves. And they would wear a stick crown with seven candles in them that were lit. I use the stick holders from burned out incense sticks as the candles at the very top of a Brídeóg or “Little Brighid”.

During the Eve before it’s actually Imbolc (for the ancients, midnight was almost always at sunset, not 12am) Brighid was said to inhabit that doll and bring blessings upon the household. Meanwhile the doll actually absorbs all the bad energy out of the home. And then, we go the next day to a body of water like a river or a pond. Or a canal. And we leave the doll at the edge near the water.

She takes the bad things away from us.

During the night of Imbolc, we read poetry to her Doll. And just plain have a really nice time together. Sing songs. Basically it’s a night to relax and enjoy not just spiritual life, but human life. Of course holy fires are important for warding away bad spirits.

Specifically either bonfires or hearth fires. So of course we do our religious worship. But it’s done in a chill way. At least originally it’s like that. Many modern practitioners make a lot of these holidays overly ritualized.

Like even more so than our ancestors did. I suspect it’s the feeling of needing to connect to our higher powers. You could always do the Imbolc celebrations with your children. Imbolc, like Yule was a time of caroling. People went from house to house singing songs.

And begging alms for the poor.

The girls or sometimes boys and girls would carry the Brídeóg in procession while they sang to her. They all wore white with their hair unbound. Afterward, you could feast in your home. The Brídeóg was set in a place of honor, and put to bed with lullabies sang to her. After dinner there would be dancing.

And reading and any activity the family finds enjoyable. Also you have the Imbolc Queen. Where one of the girls would be chosen to wear a thorn crown with seven lit candles in it. You could give all the girls a crown with candles that has been lit but were put out. Also there are arts and crafts activities like making Brighid’s crosses and shields.

Or make Strawboys with hats to accompany Brighid. And straw masks. Basically it’s a day for arts and crafts. You could mold the day to however you like it. I need to point out that this is my research, I am not a Druid.

I do not have the authority to speak. I am a novice in Celtic Polytheism. Do not take my word for it. Take everything, from everyone, with a grain of sand. Cheers,

– M

Three Women Sit on a Stone: Images of Fate in a Jewish Incantation by Jill Hammer (Jewish Evil Eye Incantation 🧿)

There is an old Yiddish incantation, documented from the 18th century forward, that features three mysterious women. It is a folk spell warding off …
Three Women Sit on a Stone: Images of Fate in a Jewish Incantation by Jill Hammer

Trial of prominent Wet’suwet’en leader and land defenders begins

Three accused are charged with criminal contempt over Coastal GasLink pipeline blockades by Jackie McKay, Jan 8, 2024 The trial is underway for three…
Trial of prominent Wet’suwet’en leader and land defenders begins

And as usual, the Indigenous People fighting to save their land are on trial for daring to stop Colonial Projects, and the Colonizers are the judge and jury

A Miami Mall Was Shut Down By Police & Rumors Are Being Spread Around About “8-10ft Tall Shadow Aliens”

News outlets are reporting it was a teen riot but first hand accounts are saying otherwise… Daily Loud on X
A Miami Mall Was Shut Down By Police & Rumors Are Being Spread Around About “8-10ft Tall Shadow Aliens”

Random Links of the Day : New Year’s Magic Edition (Dia de Los Reyes Magos, Three Kings Day!)

Welcome to the first ever Random Links of the Day in 2024! And it really is magical. As in, it will be all about magic! And sometimes Paganism and just holidays. Let’s get started. The first article I wrote for Yule. About the three Pagan Kings that visited Jesus Christ as a baby.

They were powerful Mages.

The Lords of Yule: The Three Pagan Kings, Magi, Majii, Los Tres Reyes Magos, and Wise men

I just wanted to throw that one out there 😉 next,

The Christmas Vampire Kallikantzaroi – an ancient Eastern European folktale

Combine Witchcraft With Switchwords to Boost Your Magical Practice

The Apple Tree & Spiritual Tree Guardians

Your Lucky Rune for 2024 – based on your Zodiac Sign

The Power and Legacy of America’s Female Spiritualists

The Feast of Babinden – Midwife Feast of the Mother Goddesses

Find That Lost Thing Spell

Sumerian/Babylonian Month: January/February

Good Sleep Spell

Giant Deformed Skeletons in Mountain Cave

Were there TWO Jesuses?

I can tell you that in Latin America there are a lot of Jesuses 😂

Happy Three Kings Day!

Shadow Aliens in Miami? (Official reports by Cops are that these are riots by teenagers with fire works. Sounds plausible enough).

2024 Wiccan and Pagan Holiday Calendar

Elementals, Living Embodiments of the Elements

Little Christmas (Women’s Christmas) in Ireland

Twelve Days of Devotion to Gwyn ap Nudd – The Birth of Gwyn

Ancient Alpine Winter Goddesses – Atlas Obscura

Irish Mythology | Donn Fírinne, The Dark One

Intention Setting for 2024

To Feel as Healthy as Can Be

The 2024 New Year’s Report : The Most Violent Year yet?

Creating a ‘Found’ Altar (Not Magic, but kind of sweet. Something to do with a kid)

Advice from the Goddess for the New Year

Meeting the Melissae: The Ancient Greek Bee Priestesses of Demeter by Elizabeth Ashley, Book Review by Carolyn Lee Boyd

A quarter century with Hermes

Folk Magician’s Notebook – New World Witchery

Adapt and Adopt Spells

Winter and the wheel of the year

The Best Outcome for Any Situation

Jesus’ Words Affirm the Law of Attraction

Mermaid Symbolism & Meaning

New Year rituals

Looking for Simple Magic?

January PAGAN CALENDAR OF OBSERVANCES

Yearly PAGAN CALENDAR OF OBSERVANCES

Roman Gods of the Month: January

January Birthstone Color and Flower

The Folklore of New Years Eve

Celebrate the New Year with Goddess Isis

A very old book in the British tongue

Reading the Runes

Midwinter Meditations

Stonehenge’s Neighbor: the Cuckoo Stone

Irish New Year’s Traditions

Spells for Strength

The Feast of the Holy Innocents | Lá Crosta na Bliana

Seasonal Singing

Earth Element Self-Care

Branwen, Goddess of Grief by Kelle ban Dea

Chants for Dionysos

GNA, the Traveller, Handmaid of Frigga

Winter’s Wisdom: The Cailleach and Solstice Insights by Judith Shaw

Take care,

– M

Death

I don’t mean to sound like a parrot repeating the doom and gloom from last post. But something is off. I mean don’t get me wrong, there is a lot of good. But there’s also something else. Something that feels wrong.

And then the other day, on the second of January I learned I wasn’t being paranoid.

When people think of Homestead, Florida they usually think of the above picture. It’s a beautiful place with farms. And businesses. And sadly most of it is only for the wealthy. Us poor bastards have to slum it up in the cities.

It is a wonderful place to visit however. Way too many churches for my taste though. It’s like there’s a Baptist church on almost every block. But the other day, my mother was there. With her boss driving the car.

And they saw a sight that bothered them.

This isn’t a picture she took. It didn’t occur to her to actually take a picture or a video. She should have. Then I could have shared it on here. But there was an endless legion of vultures in the sky.

And small black birds too. And they were all flying away from the west I think to the east. I’ll have to double check with her to find out. Just a huge migration of them. She said the doctor and the people in the cars were afraid.

It looked like a scene from one of those disaster movies. We’ve always had vultures and other animals in Florida. And I have even seen a whole flock of them tear apart dead cats on the road here. And they can be scary looking. But this time it wasn’t just them.

Smaller birds were flying with them too. She said they looked terrified. Something in the opposite direction scared them. They even turned on the radio to see if it was being mentioned anywhere. It wasn’t.

I tried looking it up. But no matter what I typed or where I went to, no one online was talking about it. It seems only those people in the cars in Homestead happened upon the sight. That bothers me a lot. We live in a tech savvy world.

It should be posted somewhere online.

I was expecting to hear a scientific explanation that would sound plausible. Or something to that extent. Not nothing. Then I remembered something. I was doing my new year’s divination.

I had burnt a sacred Candle to Hestia. And something weird came out.

I decided to take a closer look.

Now this could just be a common case of matrixing. The phenomenon of creating patterns psychologically from random things. But this was a magical divination. With the exception of Florida, it almost looks like the US.

And then I noticed something out of the corner of my eye.

I remember thinking it sort of looked like a bird just staring at the wax piece. Some kind of carrion bird. Maybe I am making too much of this. In fact I am sort of embarrassed to even bring this up. Maybe I am just seeing something from a place of fear.

Seeing something that isn’t there.

Regardless, I will be doing another divination on it soon. Just to see what I come up with. Cheers,

– M