This post was originally published on paigezee.com on June 27, 2013. If you’ve read anything I’ve written about Tarot, you’ve probably encountered the word “jumper.” WELL NOW PAIGE, JUST WHAT IN THE HECK DOES THAT MEAN? In Tarot, a…
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My disco ball is sparkling and the lilacs are blooming! It’s the moooost sweet-smelling tiiiiime of the yeeear I’ve been walking around my neighborhood sniffing all the lilac bushes I can get close to. It’s a small joy that…
I’m performing a ritual on the night of Monday, April 26 — the Supermoon in Scorpio. This is a ritual to offer spiritual support for the emergence of springtime revelations. A revelation is the recognition of something which has…
Hot baby fish feet! The world is full of magic! We know that invisible and mysterious threads of connection link us to the world and each other, and magic is what happens when we tap into those connections. I…
I am writing this, and it is September. Leaves move with the wind and the light splits apart, reforming again and again in endless waves. I’m on the couch and my feet are hot. A sense of unreality pings…
Sometimes I wonder if I’m going mad. The world unravels and spins before us, but just beyond reach. There is a shortness of breath. The sky is falling! The maw of the abyss yawns beneath our feet! How can…
tell me, what did you learn? …we’re all gonna die, we’re all gonna die, we’re all gonna die — Sufjan Stevens, “Fourth of July” Captain’s Log: stardate…now. It feels like approximately a thousand years since I really sat down…
When I look in the mirror, I expect to see a black eye. Nick Drake sings, who knows what a face is for? (Dead man, it is for connecting the world within to the world without.) When I look in the…
Signs and wonders, water stain writing the wall Daniel’s message, blood of the moon on us all — Sufjan Stevens, “The Only Thing” from Carrie & Lowell The exhilaration of initiation. The stink of failure and frustration. A parking lot…
Snow swirls down on the streets of Brooklyn. I’m tired, honey. I’m tired of falsehoods; I’m tired of pretending everything is fine. Everything is not fine. People are sick and lack access to proper medical and spiritual care. Refugees…
When I dream, I dream in flight the swells and stills of all that’s come and the setting forth our kindred sum a point in a constellation — Ayla Nereo, “Wild Burn” Captain’s Log, stardate January 2017. It is,…