Posted in Every Day


There are not many spiritual shops in the Midwest. Mostly, if you’re not a Christian, you’re relying on Walmart candles, smoke-shop incense, and books purchased online to learn from.


I think learning from nature is great, but it doesn’t work for everyone. I am a cottage witch, a bookworm, and love, love, to learn. I want to consume knowledge and use it to better the lives of my family members and those around me. Unfortunately, most spiritual shops are focused more on selling pretty chachkies than providing access to real knowledge. I hold no ill-will toward anyone brave enough to open a business, but the pure-commerce feeling always leaves me aching for more.

But then there’s Pathways.

Situated in an unassuming brick building in South County St. Louis is the gem of St. Louis’ Pagan community.


Pathways has an abundant variety of spiritual tools for any denomination and practice imaginable, and if they don’t stock what you are seeking, they will gladly guide you to a source that would have it available.

There is no judgment, and so far, there hasn’t been a question they have not been able to help me with.

That isn’t what makes Pathways special, though.

Pathways feels different. It feels like happening upon a sacred circle in a dense forest.

It feels like…church. But in the best way. In the “this is where the gods are” way.

The staff and owners are not playing at paganism to sell pretty crystals. They are pagans. They live it. They source information and gather knowledgeable guides and offer tarot readings and lessons and a million other things. There are shelves full of herbs for sale by the ounce. There are a hundred tarot decks to choose from, candles, stones, books, robes, rings…everything.

But tucked away in the shelves and cases is something else, something I haven’t found in any other “store”: peace.


Peace and enlightenment live in that place, and I encourage you to stop by when you are in the neighborhood. Support them, buy something, and feel the place.

*As a side note, you should know I am not an affiliate for Pathways, and they have not offered compensation for this story in any way. This is simply my opinion on a place you should all go.*


11419 Concord Village Ave
St. Louis, Missouri 63123
Store hours: 10:30 a.m. – 8:30 p.m.
Monday – Saturday,
11 a.m. – 7 p.m. Sundays

Posted in Homeopathy

Homeopathic Earache Remedy

Husband woke up with a terrible earache this morning. He was dizzy and stumbling around. Of course, my first instinct was to send him to the doctor, but we’re short on cash right now (hence the money spell) and Husband refused. That’s when I remembered: I am actually a gifted healer.

From the flu to treating my own asthma and car sickness for the kids, I have been using herbs to care for my family for years.

It’s strange that my first instinct is still to run to a doctor’s office.

Anyway, the two remedies used this morning are great for the ear and are super simple to make. Use them!

  1. Hydrogen Peroxide.


Use a dropper to put two drops of Hydrogen Peroxide in the affected ear. (IT WILL NOT BE PAINFUL. If there is pain consult a doctor. )
Wait until the peroxide finishes bubbling.
Allow ear to drain.
Wipe clean.

2. Essential Oil Blend.

1 Teaspoon Olive Oil
2 Drops Lavender
3 Drops Tea Tree
2 Drops Clove Oil
*Cotton Ball*

Warm Olive Oil.
Add oils and stir.
Soak a cotton ball in the oil.
Place the cotton ball in the ear. Allow the warmth and the oils to pull out the infection.

If pain is persistent, combine with alternating acetaminophen and ibuprofen until pain is manageable, but you should not need more than one dose of the pills before oils take full effect.

There you have it! My secret recipe for wonderful things.

Posted in Every Day

Feeling Chained

The closer I get to having all of my dreams come true in the modern world, the more my heart cries out for escape from it all.

This week I am supposed to find out the direction of the next 5-10 years of my life. I have a business loan on the horizon, a paycheck that will enable me to get a HOME for my family. A real place. A permanent place.

It’s everything I have been working for.

And suddenly I just want to run away. I want to scoop up my family, and drive into the deepest part of the forest and just disappear from modern life.


I want to start with a tent or a shed and sacks of flour and sugar and little else.
I want to forage and cut down the trees to build our home.
I want to hunt and fish and live off the land.
(All things my family is capable of, by the way).


I want to listen to the animals and watch my children invent games with nothing more than their own minds and the sticks and stones around them.

I long for it.

I couldn’t manage it this year. I couldn’t manage the funding soon enough to get away for a road trip, much less a permanent piece of land somewhere.
But I long for it. I really do.


Instead of getting depressed, I decided to take action. I realize that I cannot simply uproot my family. I cannot pull my children from their community, their school, away from grandparents they love. If we moved, it would have to be in stages, summers spent building a home on some land while we rent a home in their school district.

My way forward is the responsible way, the way of the hearth, Brighid’s way.

My first action was to make a money oil. I wasn’t thrilled with any of the “recipes” in my spell books, so I looked on up online and discovered an awesome resource in Noah Tempestarii. He is a kindred spirit making connection with Deity practical and accessible. Check him out.

Anyway, his money oil way simple and inspired, containing herbs I agreed with.

With this oil, I am going to do a money spell tonight in the glow of the waxing moon.

As the moon grows, so will my income.

I am not asking to get rich quick or to take from anyone. I am refocusing my efforts on earning and drawing money to my efforts.

I don’t think money solves everything, but if I am to exist in this world, I must operate within it.



Posted in Every Day


I had a detailed dream last night that my family and I were running a pagan-centered booth at the local flea market.

I was so happy in the dream, so at peace, and it made me long to have a physical store again.

The thought has blossomed to a full-blown dream.


Now I have this longing that in 10 years the pagan community I have built full of people I love will run a little roadside cottage full of healing sessions, crystals, tarot reading, and pagan supplies for the rural Midwest.


How lovely does that sound?

That dream is sustaining me today when I am super nervous about the big decisions I have made for myself and my family.

I am a cottage witch in my soul. A priestess of the woods. Every decision I make going forward is aimed at manifesting that dream.


Posted in Every Day


Merry Solstice!

Check out this playlist!

I know some people started celebrating yesterday, but my calendar and the sunrise/sunset calendar say today’s the day!

Today started with waking up at sunrise, sitting out on the front porch (until the mosquito trucks came) and a meditation.


I took a detour from my normal mantra, though it made an appearance too. Instead, this morning I took the time to work on my chakras a little. I have been so overwhelmed with options, choices and generally lacking a clear, focused direction. So this morning, using the energy of the sun at its strongest, I focused on my chakras, and an interesting thing happened….


Normally my chakra meditation starts with my roots and works up–pretty typical–but I use the energies to feed my root chakra, where I feel the least connected. Today I realized this also channels the energy through my sacral chakra, my creative center. My sacral chakra does NOT need any help. I am firing creatively on all centers. Instead, I need that energy to move UP.

I need that energy to fuel my connection to other, my communication skills and my ability to see to the core of problems to help people.

So I reversed course.

Instead of pulling energy down to my root, I pushed it up to my throat and third eye chakras.


Here’s a great, simple chakra meditation from Womangic!


Now, I’m taking the day to contemplate and focus on building on that energy and pour myself into the projects I have going before starting any others.

Oh, and I left one of my roller perfumes out in the garden to soak up the sun’s energy to be used all year to energize my goals and focus my attention!

How are you celebrating the holiday?

Posted in Every Day, Tarot

Every Day

One of the only things I really enjoyed about being in the Christian churches was the predictable structure. I function well in structure, which isn’t common among Pagans.

One of the reasons I wanted to start this blog, this space, was to show that a little structure without dogmatic overtones can be very helpful in spiritual growth. At least for me.

So here it is, my daily routine:

Each morning I wake up and light some incense.


While the smoke fills the room, I walk through my mantra:


“Lord and Lady of the sun and moon,
Cleanse and bless this day, these rooms.
Let this day be free from strife and fear.
Let only joy and love come near.
With blessings given and received,
I walk with Truth in word and deed.
As I will, so shall it be.
And it is so.

This sets my mindset for the day and gives my brain a little time to wake up and connects me with Deity first thing.

The last thing I do every day is a little reading with my cards. While the Celtic Cross is my all-time favorite spread, morning readings are just a 5-card spread to give an overview of


1. Works

2. Home

3. The Unexpected

4. My Role

5. Outcome


I have come to rely on these readings. Partially because I don’t like walking through life blind, and the cards give me a semblance of control, and partially because my cards are eerily accurate.

This is my routine now, but I used to wake up every day and read a section of a Wiccan text, taking notes and learning my cards. The point is, I find comfort in routine, but I have also reached new spiritual depths by making it a daily practice.

What is your daily practice?

Posted in beliefs

My Core: My Beliefs.

It seemed only right that my second post on a pagan blog be about my beliefs. “Pagan” means so many different things to so many different people that it’s hard to know a person unless you know their standing.


Essentially, I am a Universalist. I believe that the powers of the universe are immutable regardless of the names we use for them. If ten humans stand in a room and witness a glowing ball of light, you will end up with ten different descriptions based on history, upbringing, vocabulary, etc. So, whether you call that divine force God, Yahweh, Allah, Ganesh, Brighid, Pan, Jesus, Aliens, Devil, Energy, Spirits, etc., etc., etc., I believe you are right.

Unlike many of those who follow the book religions (Christianity, Judaism, Islam, and Satanism), I actually believe Deity is all-knowing and all-powerful. Therefore, I do not believe God is ever confused. I do not believe a devout follower will be barred from “Heaven” for using the wrong moniker, and I like to say heaven isn’t password protected.

Speaking of Heaven, I believe more in the concept of Home. There is too much evidence of another side to ignore it from mediums to Quantum Physics. I believe that we all return home and are granted a time of rest and reunification with family. I believe we are granted the opportunity to stay and learn and enjoy or return to this plane if we so choose.

I do believe evil is punished, but I do not believe in Hell, at least not the Biblical Hell. I believe more in darkness–being cast into darkness–but only in the most extreme cases.

I do not believe morality centers around who a person sleeps with or how they vote, but rather on how we treat one another. “Do what you will, but harm none.”

For this reason (any many others), I identify with the Correllian Tradition of Wicca. It felt like home to me, born of similar circumstances as my own family’s amalgamation of native beliefs.


I believe Tarot is a direct line of communication with Deity for me, though is certainly not the only line.


I believe my daughter sees ghosts and will one day be a gifted medium.

And I believe that one day I will die and be greeted at Home by my loved ones, but I do not live my life for this promise. Even if I am very, very wrong and the beliefs I hold prove false, even if I look up from the pits of the Biblical Hell, I will not regret these beliefs or the way I have lived my life.

I harm none. I hate none. I care for my family and the downtrodden. I teach love and live responsibly and respectfully–always seeking, always learning. Any God who sees that as punishable by an eternity of suffering (or a thousand years if you read the Good Book) is not a god I would want to follow anyhow.

These are just some of the things I believe, but this is the foundation of who I am, who I choose to be, and why I choose it.

I’d love to hear what you believe too!

Thanks for reading, and Blessed Be!

Posted in Welcome


I am excited to be starting this adventure.

Really, my goals here are two-fold.

  1. To establish a routine for sharing the things I believe.
  2. To show that the world is full of a wide variety of Pagans out there. We do not all look and act “like witches.” Mostly, we’re pretty ordinary people finding a connection with the divine in our own ways.

If your blog deals with something similar, leave a link in the comments & I’ll come check it out!


Next up: My daily blessing & affirmation!