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Tail Lore

Tail End of October

10.29.2025

Its the morning of my niece’s 2nd birthday after awaking I pull Tend from my Green Witch Oracle Deck ,”Maintenance, Nurturing, Guidance ” with the symbol of a spade and garden fork. The tension between my sister and I is still high. Within seconds or minutes of an escalation I find my self fortunate with a ride to my Mom’s house. Once there I make myself eggs & bacon with avocado while I talk with my brother as he awaits his paratransit, Charlie and the Chocolate factory is on the one with Johnny Depp. His ride arrives at 11:20am and after he leaves I call a friend, the one I called yesterday when mercury retro shade really started goin’ off. She updates me on her 83 year old Father’s trip to the DMV to renew a 13 year expired license and some more hoo ha before I vent about what I just experienced. Grateful for this regroup I shower and reachout to X a close bud that fatefully happens to be intown. They scoop me in their new wheels with their 9 year old kid ‘Bug’ and one on the way in their 5 months growing big belly. I join them for a trip to Target aka the Twilite Zone. I trip out some in the game aisle pondering the games we played in our youth And connecting them to the notion of the game of life. I leave with a 12 pack of spindrift, water, sunglasses, and pads. Blood here a day early/ right on time. From there we head to our mutual family friends home in East Dallas where we are being hosted in between our transience. Arriving to a warm family of 4 greeting and chicken noodle soup, literally for the Soul brewing. Sitting at the kitchen table I listen to the Father play guitar in the next room while the Mother dolls up for their date to see Lebanon Hanover. I’m awed by how confident and kind their teen kids are. The invite was generously extended but I chose to hang back and be cozy so I could begin to regulate myself since my nervous system still be rattled and shook. Even though this was mostly just me staying up drinking coffee, pacing, spacing, and journaling till they returned. X and I do squeeze in some spirit work and to include Bug I ask who should dress the white candle and who should dress the black candle. They choose black for their mom and white for me and since Mom is pregnant I suggest they dress the red (creation) candle. We collab on the dressing of the grey candle and use it to light all the other candles and it is the first to burn through. While they played guitar and sang I made a special tea and while they wrote a letter I pulled some cards. Bug was getting the sillies and stemming just before their wind down and going off to bed. The oldest kid in the house still up walks back and forth between rooms then sits down at the bar to eat with his earbuds in. After, he wished me a good rest of the night and locked the front door 10:53pm autonomously in line with their 11pm bedtime. The little black kitten comes by and touches my toes now and then too.

12:34 AM

I finish washing a sink full of dishes while listening to Voodoo ambience and my November tarot reading with Ava’s Temple of Conciousness on Youtube. Black candle has burned through just the white candle (Mars) is still burning. After eating a few more spoons full of chicken noodle soup for my soul I bop back outside to the back yard. I’m smoke a half cig with red lipstick on it that our host left behind in the ash tray as a ‘night cap’ then I head to the couch that has graciously been made up for me and say aloud:

‘ My Spirit is steady. My Heart is open. My Magic is strong.’

3 times before finally catchin’ ZZZ’s.

10.30.2025

Sleeping through a high-movement morning ( kids getting ready and out the door for school) I awake to silence in the home from a stressful dream and cry. Realizing the sleep has helped my body to process the grief of painful heartbreak and feelings of betrayal.

My sadness is strong but so is my gratitude for the support spirit ushered in and for all that I do have.

Its clear to me now that this Witches New Year was intended for me to be with other fellow practicing Witches who don’t mind but rather encourage and also practice the craft !

Happy Samhain indeed ❤