

Abundance begins the moment you decide it does. It doesn't wait for proof. It doesn't need evidence. It responds to belief—to the vibration of knowing that it already exists within you. The truth is: abundance has never been outside of you. It has never been something you chase, earn, or prove worthy of. It is your birthright. It is energy. And like all energy, it moves toward certainty. When you persist in your belief, when you command your subconscious mind to remember who you are, the universe aligns to that certainty and rearranges everything in your favor. I've lived this truth. I've watched people call in abundance through faith and persistence alone. I've seen it happen not ...
Tarot reading is a living art. It's not static. It grows with us, expands as we expand, and evolves as our understanding of ourselves and the world deepens. The very first time you pick up a deck, you are holding a tool with centuries of layered symbolism, cultural influence, mystery traditions, storytelling frameworks, psychological archetypes, and ritual power. Tarot is both classic and modern, enriched by the past and enhanced by the present. This living, breathing, interactive tool means that, regardless of how intuitive, psychic, or seasoned you are, there is always more to learn. Let's address the question that often comes up in conversations, classes, and (let's be real) tarot ...
So you've decided you want to do magic? Great, join the multitude. Human beings have been making magic for at least fifty thousand years, and probably much longer. The oldest cave paintings in which the ritual dances of shamans are depicted only date back around fifty millennia, so that's as far into the past as the actual physical evidence of magical practice extends, but in my opinion we could double this span of years and still not reach the roots of magic. Before Mohammed met the angel Gabriel, before Jesus Christ was crucified, before Moses saw the burning bush, before the Mysteries of ancient Greece and Egypt were whispered in the temples, before the clay tables of Babylon were ...
America is full of hard pills to swallow, and even in a world of microdosing, one can still not elude the trauma of simply existing, minding our own business, while Black. As a Black woman, I keep a tally of times the media gets it right. By right, I mean the times the media shines a spotlight on Black women who, while trying to traverse a white world, are exploited, mentally and physically abused, and taunted to the point that we question our sanity and the very reasons we took the time to strive this hard (only to meet a bludgeoning force that viciously frames our successes as the product of white folks fraudulently being duped as villains who owe it to the disenfranchised to right ...