"I Shouldn't Lose Myself Again." She Said. "Just To Be Loved By Someone Else."

my sister just sent me this screenshot and honestly this is a prime mood

There are 3 brands of character songs, any song you associate with a character will fit one or more of these categories:

1. The lyrics fit

2. The song just carries those Character Vibes, often times inexplicably, regardless of lyrics

3. You really liked that song at the same time you liked the character

These are the facts

Things I’ve Learned

As both a witch and someone who makes more mistakes than there are cells in my body

just do what works

like i’m serious if screaming at the moon works then do it

listen to your gut. it knows

work with what you have and don’t be afraid to cheat the system a little

eat after you preform magickal works, drink water

succulents are friends

spider plants can live just about anywhere but actual pots are best

rosemary doesn’t like water and will die very quickly if you over water it

aloe vera is a beast and flat out refuses to die

be like aloe vera

eggshells don’t decompose like other things they just kinda dissolve eventually

freezing eggshells keeps them fresh but they’re difficult to pry apart 

don’t use salt on plants they will die 

enchanting your makeup is a good idea

put sigils everywhere

don’t be afraid to do magick for practical/”mundane” things

always look at the mundane causes for things first

showers are a great time to self-cleanse and ward

screaming and throwing your grimoire at spiders is probably going to happen eventually

you should probably set up a schedule or an alarm to water your plants

store your seeds away from water 

dandelions are friends

don’t pick the first dandelions of spring! bees need those to get started

sometimes just asking for something to lend it’s energy is enough

sometimes doing spells is the equivalent of kicking the universe in the knees until it does the thing

cursing bad people with lots of supporters is very difficult, but worth it 

be very careful with your wording and intent

your spells probably aren’t going to work out the way you thought

if giving faeries your name makes it belong to them, then does the same apply to giving them any of your other possessions as well

The moon is beautiful reblog if you agree

What are your favorite witch apps?

Please specify where they’re downloaded from for your smartphone. Such as iPhone App Store, Android Google Play, etc.

Mine for iOS (from the App Store) are:

MoonPhase - extensive moon data, includes lunar calendar

The Moon - includes symbols, crystals, and advice for the day based on current moon phase

Wicca - spells, witchy dictionary, herb correspondences, journaling capabilities, not religiously affiliated despite the name

Spellcaster - spells

Tarot - flashcards for studying tarot

Golden Thread Tarot - free mobile readings, multiple spreads, card meaning database, free mini lessons

Stone - crystal correspondences, beautiful images

Essential Oils - metaphysical correspondences, scientific uses, application methods, safety, blends, personalized list of current oils

AboutMyWoods - lists local region’s plants and wildlife

APPRECIATION POST FOR HERMES BC HE’S SO WONDERFUL AND IM SO THANKFUL FOR THE GOOD FORTUNE HE BRINGS ME!!!

Stuck.

(it’s 2am, and according to your therapist, you have “a whopping case of ADHD”

“I had an auto-repair man once, who, on these intelligence tests, could not possibly have scored more than 80, by my estimate. I always took it for granted that I was far more intelligent than he was. Yet, when anything went wrong with my car I hastened to him with it, watched him anxiously as he explored its vitals, and listened to his pronouncements as though they were divine oracles - and he always fixed my car. Well, then, suppose my auto-repair man devised questions for an intelligence test. Or suppose a carpenter did, or a farmer, or, indeed, almost anyone but an academician. By every one of those tests, I’d prove myself a moron, and I’d be a moron, too. In a world where I could not use my academic training and my verbal talents but had to do something intricate or hard, working with my hands, I would do poorly. My intelligence, then, is not absolute but is a function of the society I live in and of the fact that a small subsection of that society has managed to foist itself on the rest as an arbiter of such matters. Consider my auto-repair man, again. He had a habit of telling me jokes whenever he saw me. One time he raised his head from under the automobile hood to say: “Doc, a deaf-and-mute guy went into a hardware store to ask for some nails. He put two fingers together on the counter and made hammering motions with the other hand. The clerk brought him a hammer. He shook his head and pointed to the two fingers he was hammering. The clerk brought him nails. He picked out the sizes he wanted, and left. Well, doc, the next guy who came in was a blind man. He wanted scissors. How do you suppose he asked for them?” Indulgently, I lifted my right hand and made scissoring motions with my first two fingers. Whereupon my auto-repair man laughed raucously and said, “Why, you dumb jerk, He used his voice and asked for them.” Then he said smugly, “I’ve been trying that on all my customers today.” “Did you catch many?” I asked. “Quite a few,” he said, “but I knew for sure I’d catch you.” “Why is that?” I asked. “Because you’re so goddamned educated, doc, I knew you couldn’t be very smart.””

— Isaac Asimov