“So you would never shop at Walmart? You would never step foot in Walmart? Well, have fun inside Walmart, bitches! You’re forever trapped in Walmart now!” (Just a little inside joke between me and the F.U’s!)
Thank you to the amazing Anastasia of Moonlight and Sage in Oceanside for your spiritual help!
Here I am trying on the Stevie Nicks/Fleetwood Mac-inspired spell oil “Silver Springs” from Moonlight and Sage! I love the smell and the whole vibe of this!
But does every witch in Santa Cruz look just like my nemesis, Lee? You have to really zoom in,
Here is a midweek spell.
I ask my spirit guides to help me guide my words for better self expression and self advocacy
Help guard my path
Open my thoughts to clarity and my voice to truth
Let my steps follow wisdom
And my words land with purpose
May I listen as deeply as I speak
And may my road remain clear
So I admit that I picked the guy in college, with the best looks, nice seeming, upwardly mobile, great major, who seemed obsessed with me, to zero in on. I invented a future with him, without knowing much about him, in reality. He never even told me his last name! He was super secretive and distant. Then he’d come in out of nowhere and want a random hookup. He didn’t see me as girlfriend material or maybe he just didn’t want to be tied down with a girlfriend back then. Being put on the back burner, to maybe come around years later to pursue, sucks and was always a dealbreaker for me. Like how many girls do you have to screw in the meantime? I didn’t wait for him, so why did I start kicking myself, for doing that later?
And he just continued to stalk me, out of a lack of impulse control and a wandering eye. He wanted someone who idolized him like “oh what a hot sexy musician! He’s the drummer in a band!!” After the whole Santeria fiasco he got me in with his psycho in-laws, he decided he didn’t give a shit about me, about the fact that his wife is a witch, and is hexing me. So he ultimately stayed with his wife! Aaargh!
Now she gets to play groupie for him and they don’t have any kids, so he can pick up his drumsticks and gig around Santa Cruz, whenever he wants. On the bright side, at least I don’t have to move to Santa Cruz now. It honestly sounds like such a nutty place! LOL Meanwhile in Santa Cruz…
She drives a Mercedes that her father gifted her. She hides in it. It is part of the wealthy image that she wants to project. At the same time, she is ungrateful for the Mercedes. It is merely an old hand-me-down. It is not the Mercedes of her dreams. It is merely a prop that she is using in the meantime, until she can afford the luxury vehicle of her dreams.
At this point in time, she has a long way to go, to acquire her dream car. She has no job. She has not worked for many years. She has no rich husband, but she is accepting applications. She believes that to attract wealth, you must be the picture of wealth. She plays the part. Much of the monthly allowance, gifted to her by father, is spent on creating her character and playing the part of a wealthy woman. She practices manifestation.
There appears to be a roadblock in her path, and it’s not the threat of losing her father’s paycheck. Maybe her father’s paycheck is her roadblock?
If she doesn’t get motivated to leave the house, to go to work and to create a community for herself, will she ever find love, success, and happiness? Will she waste away in her home alone? Or is what she wants, to remain fully financially supported by her father, the only way for her?
She may not find all that she desires, even if she musters the strength and motivation to leave her house. It will take energy, self confidence, mental sharpness, and social skills, to get out there and succeed in her endeavors.
She needs to fine tune the skills necessary to attract, influence, befriend, and work harmoniously with other people. These skills are not sharpened doing as she has been doing for the past 5+ years. She has just been sitting alone in her home, only reaching out to bicker, beg and fight for financial handouts.
If my magic worked, we wouldn’t be in this situation. I could actually help her. I pray that she pulls herself out of her safe space, far enough to make friends, find romantic love, and to be able financially support herself again! I pray that the road opens for her and that it is a smooth road ahead!
We need to do something for ourselves. Whether it be eBay, uber, DoorDash, instacart. I don’t care what people think, at this point. My Dad used to call himself a glorified plumber and the only plumber in Brentwood, because that was part of his job and how he saved his money. Why hire someone else, for what you are capable of doing yourself? Don’t be surprised if you see me doing instacart or some other side hustle people scoff at. I don’t think I really care what people think at this point.
If he wanted to be a filmmaker, like his Dad, or have a strong voice in this film, I could see him being constantly overrode and outshined. He probably hated living in the shadow of his father. He knew he was the black sheep of the family. He did the work and the appearances for the money, but what an awkward, embarrassing, uncomfortable experience! I really saw it in his eyes, in the video clips and photos from that publicity tour! Yikes! He was definitely triggered and psychotic then. It’s a very sad story. His other two siblings seem basically perfect. They all seem so nice too! I think he should remain, either in a mental hospital or in prison, because I worry that he is coming for his two siblings next, out of the worst kind of sibling rivalry. It’s a terrible situation!
I have seen the hiccups and backfires that can come, with the tough love approach, to helping family members with mental health and substance abuse issues. Drug addiction is a terrible never ending roller coaster ride, for the whole family, as is mental illness, when the individual doesn’t accept the intervention help.
If you know you know that witches wear head scarves to hide that they are throwing work at people. They don’t want their work detected. They think that wearing a headscarf will somehow protect their witchcraft, when in fact, it just screams to the world that they are witches. Coming from someone who knows a thing or two about witchcraft, that is what L is doing, when she adds a headscarf to her gym ensemble.
Like my brother joked, it’s the same as, psychotic people holding tin foil up, to protect them from radiation or whatever they think is coming out of the sky. All that holding up the tin foil does, is show to everyone else that this individual has some type of mental problem.
That being said, L thinks she’s hot shit wearing her psychedelic scarf head wraps to the gym, where they always photograph her doing her workout and then post it on their website. Maybe I should join a gym to get those perfectly posed, brag worthy, bs photos to show off on social media?
Isn't she lovely?
Dominic: So you have been radio silent lately. What have you been up to?
Me: I don’t know. I’ve been busy with my kids starting school and transitioning to college. I’m addicted to Temu and TikTok, so I’ve been busy with that. I used to have a friend group, but they sort of fell by the wayside. It’s disappointing. I’m a little lonely, but it is what it is.
Dominic: Well, join the club!
Esteban: Yeah, join the club. No, seriously, I have friends.
Rodrigo: We have lots of friends actually, but we can see why you all don’t.
I would put Keith in my mirror for him to see how much pain and trouble he has caused me with his flirtations, but I don’t want to hurt him. He so carefully hides his mischievous side and his sexual dissatisfaction so well! He has just been a pig really, with a terrible wandering eye, but he hides it so well. He lies to himself. This is really about getting more waves and more time to surf in Santa Cruz. Deep down he loves his life in Santa Cruz, surfing and playing music, more than his wife, but that’s her problem. She’s just there with him, taking up space. It is crazy that he is living his best life in Santa Cruz surfing and playing music, while I am down here in Carlsbad fighting off his crazy wife’s cousins and he doesn’t give a rip. He’s been no help and he is a total stalker.
I’m just attracted to him unfortunately. He’s very cute and doing so well in life, that I am flattered to see him constantly coming down here to flirt with me. He never got over me, I guess. He really didn’t want children though. He just wants to be Peter Pan his whole life! He knows he made the right choice for that lifestyle. I, on the other hand, wanted children and I don’t regret having my children one bit! I love and cherish my children. I have a pretty cushy life all around too! So, today I release Keith and all his worthlessness back to his bitch/witch wife! Help me pray that he gets over me and quits stalking me, so that I can get over him! Amen!
It’s another beautiful day in San Diego! I’m wearing shorts although you can’t see them in these pictures. I’m wearing a protection braid again and a selenite wand necklace to help keep me relaxed today.
