The bayou has made me woman. My scars will tell this story: How death's kiss brought life, How poison turned to power, How a girl became her own salvation. In these waters, I was unmade And remade, Baptized by fang and fate Into the priestess of my own becoming.

Okay, let’s talk about aloe vera for a second. You know, that green succulent you keep in your bathroom window because it looks pretty but probably doesn’t get nearly as much love as it deserves? Yeah, that one. Well, I’m here to tell you that aloe vera is not just some random plant with a weird name — it's basically your bathroom’s secret superhero.

Let’s be real: sometimes life just gets overwhelming. You know the drill — long days at work, late nights, stress, and, of course, tiredness that just won’t quit. For a while, my boyfriend had been running on empty. He was juggling his job, family life, and the never-ending to-do lists. His energy levels were sinking faster than a rock, and he was starting to look like he could use a serious pick-me-up. Enter the magic root that’s been around for centuries: ginseng.

It's been three weeks since he went in, and the nights have become unbearably quiet without his presence beside me. The uncertainty of his situation weighs heavily on my mind. There's hope he might qualify for the Senate Bill 123 program—a Kansas initiative offering community-based treatment for non-violent drug offenders as an alternative to incarceration. But for now, it's a waiting game, filled with restless nights and longing for his return.

The poem depicts the speaker's experience of a dreamlike state while awake, characterized by distorted senses, a loss of logic, and a questioning of reality. The world around them becomes fluid and surreal, with colors blurring, sounds muffled, and physical laws bending. While immersed in this disorienting yet beautiful dreamscape, the speaker retains a nagging awareness of the real world, a whisper promising an eventual return to a less enchanting but more grounded existence. This awareness hints at the bittersweet nature of the dream, beautiful yet ultimately unsustainable, foreshadowing a return to the "less beautifully unkind" reality.

The clocks now sigh, their hands unwind, As 2025 unfolds, soft-designed— A quilt of days, stitched sun to moon, To wrap the world in gentler tune. We mend the maps with daffodil ink, Let sorrows sink, let laughter link.

If you’re reading this and you’ve ever experienced hair loss — especially due to something like lupus — then you know it can be more than just a physical change. It messes with your confidence, your self-esteem, and at times, it can feel like it’s stripping away a part of your identity. And that’s exactly how I felt when lupus decided to join the party and mess with my hair.

You know that moment when you wake up and realize that everything hurts? And it’s not just a “I overdid it at the gym” kind of hurt. It’s that deep, “Oh no, I think I’ve become one with my couch” type of ache. Well, that was me one fateful morning — my back was like a creaky old door with too much rust. Every move felt like a slow-motion scene from a movie where the hero is clearly in pain, but still trying to be cool.

Alright, folks, gather ‘round because I’ve got a story that will either make you never look at garlic the same way again or make you run to your kitchen and start gnawing on raw cloves like a health-obsessed squirrel. Either way, it’s a wild ride, so buckle up.

Alright, gather ‘round, my fellow witches, warlocks, and kitchen conjurers. Have you ever wanted to feel like a mystical being with magical powers, but without having to wear a pointy hat or sacrifice a frog? Well, sweet basil is here to make that happen. You won’t need a cauldron or spellbook, just a few leaves of this green goddess, and BAM — you’re basically an herbal sorcerer

Hey there, wonderful families! 👋 So, you know how your house might sometimes feel like a mini circus – kids bouncing off the walls, the dog knocking over a plant, and a never-ending pile of laundry? Yeah, we’ve all been there. But fear not! There’s one magical ingredient that can bring peace, calm, and a delightful aroma to your home (and it’s not bribing your kids with candy). Enter lavender – the herb that’s been used for centuries to calm nerves, ease stress, and make everything smell like a field of relaxation.

Winter Blues: How to Survive (and Even Thrive) During the Frosty Months Ah, winter – the season of hot cocoa, twinkling lights, and… the constant feeling of being trapped in a giant freezer. For many, the colder months bring a little extra baggage: the winter blues. But don’t fret, my chilly friend! We're here to guide you through those frosty feelings and help you stay warm, inside and out.

Holistic Self-Healing: Because Who Else Is Gonna Heal You (Besides You, Obviously)? Hey there, superstar! 🌟 So, you’re looking to heal your mind, body, and soul, huh? Well, lucky for you, you’ve come to the right place. You don’t need to be a mystical guru or have a PhD in Wellness (though, if that’s your thing, you do you). You do need a little self-love, a dash of patience, and maybe a handful of herbs that smell suspiciously like lavender. But hey, that’s what we’re here for! Let’s dive into the world of holistic self-healing, where you’re the superhero and your cape is probably a bathrobe (no judgment). 💫

You’ve stumbled upon the magical world of holistic healing, and we’re thrilled you’re here. Whether you’ve been chanting "namaste" for years or are just starting to Google what "chakra" even means, we’ve got something for you.

Sometimes it's hard seeing value in yourself after years of not loving yourself. This piece was just my brain thinking.

Crafting sigils is something I enjoy doing. You just think of what you want the sigil for and focus on that intent. You need to focus only on that intent though because it is easy for your sigil to change. Well let's just say I didn't focus hard enough on my intent while crafting a sigil and it ended up having a different purpose.

Hey everyone! Today I'll be covering some tips and tricks I've learned while doing Tarot. A few words you will see a lot will be: - Universe - Intuition - Focus - Bond

This poem was requested. Someone wanted a poem about hanging onto past mistakes that pull them away from the future.

Inspire people to keep moving forward. Strive forward and not be defeated because life is hard, it always will be.

Written February 18th, 2025, around midnight. A short poem that deals with dehumanization, disconnection from the outside world, and objectification of oneself as a statue.