A client recently came to me after giving some money to what they suspected to be a con-artist spellcaster. You know the type as we have discussed here on my blog many times - typical garish three page site, phone number, no prices, no specifics, no real information. And ultimately everything - absolutely everything is a lie.

The particular site they sent me too was definitely a con-artist site and when I scrolled down to see the spellcasters “temple of peace and harmony” where she purported to cast all her spells, I was shocked to see that she apparently was casting spells using MY ALTAR, since that was the photo she had on the site.

She stole the photo of MY ALTAR from my site. So not only was she not a real spellcaster but she was also a copyright infringing thief. I decided to give her a call.

It was a quick conversation. She claimed to not have made the site and did not know where the photo of my altar had come from. Sure. Because at this point I would believe anything this duplicitous con-artist said!

I did say, “I know you are not a real witch. If you were real you wouldn’t have to steal a photo of my altar.” Her response was the charming - “It doesn’t matter if I am a real witch or not.” I nearly choked on my response, “Except of course to your clients!”

Sadly I had to report back to my new client that they had been had. I hate to have to keep drilling this into people looking for spellcasters!

Let’s review:

• This phony spellcaster site was THREE pages. If you come upon a site that is only one page, or only a few pages - keep going.
• By that same token, don’t be fooled by sites that have a ton of useless pages that make no sense. They use these pages to boost their listings in Google. It is page-spamming and all charlatan and con-artist sites do it. Once again, walk on by.
• A photo of your spellcaster is great but 9 times out of 10 I guarantee the photo on a spellcasting site will be a fake. It is probably stolen from elsewhere on the net or is a stock photo. What is more important than a photo is personal information. Who are they? What mysteries do they practice? How long have they been a witch?
• PSYCHICS DO NOT CAST SPELLS! Anyone who calls themselves a psychic and says that they cast spells is a charlatan. Only WITCHES cast spells. A psychic casting a spell is like going to a car mechanic to get your teeth cleaned. If you come across a site and they say that they cast spells but do not refer to themselves as a witch then do not waste your time. If you need a psychic reading; psychics are great. If you need a spell cast - you need a witch. Plain and simple.
• If there are no prices on the site - forget it. They will charge you whatever they feel like for NOTHING. Good deal for them, waste of money for you.
• If you decide to work with someone and they ask you for more money to complete a spell - you have been had.
• Casting the same spell more than once is a sure fire sign of a con. Real witches will cast a spell once. If down the line, months later you ask for the same spell, that is ok but a real witch will not repeatedly cast the same spell over and over in tandem. Likewise, those sites that offer the single-cast, double-cast, and triple-cast spells are full of it.
• There are spells that take 1 day or 3, 5, 7, or 9 days to cast. I have come across some voodoo spells that are 21 days. A real witch would not offer a spell like that for sale because they would have to charge so much for it! So you know if someone says that they will cast your spell for a month or 60 days or something absurd that they will probably not even cast your spell at all!
• Casting a real spell is not quick and easy. It takes time. A real witch who casts spells needs time to do so and will usually cast spells according to moon phases.
• Real spells cast by a real witch will not be cheap. You can absolutely forget about spells that cost under $40. The more complex an issue is the more the spell will cost because for a real witch more energy and time, preparation etc will go into the casting. You are better off saving your money (if you still want a spell) to get a good spell.
• There are NO GUARANTEES! Any so-called witch or spellcaster that offers you a guarantee is a con-artist. Spells are an art and craft - they are not a small appliance or a set of tires.

I could go on and on. If you have questions about a spellcaster who is not me - send me an email and let me take a look at your spellcaster. I honestly do not mind helping you find a real witch to help you, even if I am not that witch.

The con-artist who stole my photo did take it down. But that does not make her any less a con-artist or a thief.

Be careful out there.

This is the witchiest month of the year. I am in my element. Halloween (what we witches call Samhain, Gaelic for “Summer’s End”) is the one month out of the year that celebrates everything that we are. Now that is not exactly intentional of course (just like Christmas picking up all the goodies from Yule) but no matter; this month is for witches and I just go bonkers!

I started thinking about Samhain and the preparations once the retail stores started getting their Halloween merchandise in. What would my theme be this year? Who would come to the festivities? Would the family be able to get together? Would we have the traditional feast or would I do something different, a little devil may care? Mead or punch? Or both? Spells? Or just the ritual?

Several Samhain’s past have been a bit somber and I determined early that this year we would truly celebrate. Now that my brother has found his true love (a wonderful witchy woman) and they have begun their life together it seems appropriate that our Witches New Year be about love.

Last year it was a small celebration but deeply moving since I was able to have a proper bonfire and be one with nature right in my own backyard. It was a bit chilly, though, so this year I have a warmer ritual dress just in case. There will be more guests too this year which makes it even more exciting. I love knowing that my neighbors will just think that I am having a Halloween party and never know the mysteries happening within!

This year, I will be conducting several Samhain-oriented spells. One will be a Wishing Spell, one a Spirit Booster Spell (good for any working cast thus far this year) and the final will be a very traditional old Samhain Love Spell. Love spells are considerably effective when cast on the 31st since the spirit realm is so close on that day.

This is one of the times that the power raised by the group will be extremely advantageous for my witch workings. I always keep everything confidential and the added power is a boon for my clients. I also start making oils ahead of time to be blessed on this day along with re-dedication of special tools and new altars.

The celebration actually begins at 11pm on the 30th. That’s when I start my spell prep. The spells are cast following the ritual which takes place just before midnight on the 31st. I usually don’t get much sleep over that 48 hours period (we have a little fest on All Souls Day, November 1st , as well) but who can sleep when there is so much electric energy abounding.?

I feel it start, right after my birthday. I so look forward to the end of September and the beginning of this harvest month. The energy transitions (September is a very transitory month) into such a pure and glorious state! I feel wrapped in it like a comforting blanket. How fortunate that I am a witch and able to feel this connection in such a deep way.

You can feel it too - you need not even be a witch! It is an awareness that you are connected to the Earth, to each other, to every sentient being on this planet. You take a walk in the woods and you will feel the Earth call to you. You go for a drive to look at the leaves change.

Here is something fascinating about that:

Leaves are nature’s food factories. Plants take water from the ground through their roots. They take a gas called carbon dioxide from the air. Plants use sunlight to turn water and carbon dioxide into glucose. Glucose is a kind of sugar. Plants use glucose as food for energy and as a building block for growing. The way plants turn water and carbon dioxide into sugar is called photosynthesis. That means “putting together with light.” A chemical called chlorophyll helps make photosynthesis happen. Chlorophyll is what gives plants their green color.

As summer ends and autumn comes, the days get shorter and shorter. This is how the trees “know” to begin getting ready for winter.

During winter, there is not enough light or water for photosynthesis. The trees will rest, and live off the food they stored during the summer. They begin to shut down their food-making factories. The green chlorophyll disappears from the leaves. As the bright green fades away, we begin to see yellow and orange colors. Small amounts of these colors have been in the leaves all along. We just can’t see them in the summer, because they are covered up by the green chlorophyll.

I envy those of you on the East Coast (where I grew up) for there is no finer place to be in the fall!

Over this month I will share more information as I get ready for the festivities on Halloween. I already know the theme will be the three aspects of the Goddess: Maiden, Mother and Crone.

I celebrated my birthday yesterday. What does a witch do on her birthday? Same thing that everyone else does: moans about getting older and that her youth has slipped away, eats cake (vanilla with lemon curd & buttercream), enjoys gifts both witchy (new lamps for the Temple Room) and practical (500 GB external hard drive from my brother) and trundles off to bed with her familiar who gives the best gift to her this year: he is still here!

The update on my familiar is that he is doing much better. It is more about the quality of his remaining time with me now than the quantity. I just want him to enjoy his life and have all the things he likes as well as all the love I can give him every single day. I am much more in tune with his needs right now than I had been. I am making time for him and being aware. He is with me so often that sometimes I would forget he was there. Now I am taking time to notice.

The Goddess has been good to me this month and it was an extra trying month. Sometimes when things are going too well you need to be slapped back into reality and reminded - not everything just falls into place. Fortunately after some workings to help my family and dealing with issues that was like riding a roller-coaster without brakes; the Goddess has watched over me. Once again being aware is what I need sometimes - to remind myself why I offer chants and prayers to Her, why I light my candles and incense and prostrate myself spiritually to Her lovingkindness.

I have a Libra friend whose birthday is next in our Libra party-line. We get on famously. Libran’s are like that. We dig our own company. My brother is his best friend and he will be home to celebrate his birthday (though he was not home for mine - drat!) which will be tremendously fun. Libran’s are the life of the party.

My Libra friend is one of those truer than true friends whose heart is bigger than his brain sometimes. This of course makes him even more charming and endearing! He did a super nice turn for my brother this past week and it made me feel all warm and fuzzy about my birth-sign. We can be trying certainly with our waffling (the scales - what can I say? We see both sides.) but our hearts are constant and wide-open.

This Autumn will be a time of great change and I welcome it. I’ve been stuck for a while and I look to the Witches New Year (Samhain/Halloween) to usher in a new beginning for me. I’ve already begun the planning stages for our big night and will write more on that plus the new spells and rituals I will be conducting all month.

All witches have a familiar, even if they don’t realize it. Some are physically manifested like my own; others are on the astral plane. My familiar has been with me since the beginning of my life (in another form) coming to me at an agreed upon time then returning to me again at the next agreed upon time. Now he is old and will leave me once more to return again for the next part of my life.

Knowing this does not change how he affects this witch’s heart. He has been my most faithful friend and companion for nearly 20 years. Since I was a young woman he has watched every step I have taken in my life, borne witness to every tear and transformation, every wobble on the path, my despair and my joy.

He was a great hunter. We called him “The Lizard King”. He loved to chase down lizards in Key West. He’d catch them and bring them upstair to the apartment and drop them out of his mouth onto the floor in the living room. This was when I allowed him to roam freely, when I thought an island full of cats would be a safe place for a cat to be a cat.

I was wrong. Precious small creatures belong in a safe environment where they can be protected. Although my husband differed in this opinion my vet did not so I brought my familiar and our other two cats indoors and kept them there safely for the rest of their lives.

Unfortunately, my familiars adopted brother, a big glorious Maine Coon mix, was the first to pass on the rainbow bridge when he was 7 years old. He had been with us only 6 years. He died from complications due to diabetes. Diabetes is very difficult to treat in humans but in pets it is nearly impossible. My husband tried valiantly, learning to give him insulin shots and monitoring his blood sugar daily but there was so much we didn’t know.

Our only girl kitty was another foundling adopted in Key West. She was a tame cat that had been caught and spayed then released. These cats in Key West all had a notch in their ears. She came to my back door at the cottage when rented on Catherine Street and demanded to be let into the house. She’d had quite enough of living by her wits in the jungle and told me in no uncertain terms that she wanted to be a house-kitty. My familiar never really liked her. They always had a somewhat tenuous relationship until they bonded when we moved to San Francisco. They spent time in a carrier together and then later were boarded in the same kennel while we waited for our movers to arrive. They didn’t end up friends but their tolerance was definitely raised.

She was an older cat and at the age of approximately 15 after many years with us she succumbed to thyroid cancer. We did not discover her life-threatening illness in time; had we known about the radiation therapy (which my familiar would have at the age of 14), we would have at least attempted to save her. Our vet had tried drug therapy and our only girl kitty went into renal failure.

My familiar who has been with me since he was rescued from the Humane Society in Akron, Ohio at the age of 4 months was the first kitty and now, my last.

He had indulged me by letting me give love to the strays we adopted but I knew he was happy for it to be back to just us again.These past five years have been tumultuous as he has aged. He had radiation therapy four years ago, which saved his life. He had a heart murmur even then but the vet did not seem too concerned about it. This year however he suffered a terrible ear infection which caused him to go deaf. While being treated for that the vet discovered that he had some kidney trouble and put him on a special diet. The diet seems to have worked and he is doing better now two months later.

Yet last night he was dehydrated and had to go the Animal ER in town. The vet mentioned his heart murmur and suggested that he may have heart disease. She said his kidneys were doing well considering his advanced age (18 in cat years, about 90 in human years). She suggested that after the holiday I take him to my regular vet to see about investigating the heart murmur and at least trying to get him on some kind of heart disease drug therapy. A cat as old as he is not one they would ever operate on or take pains to keep alive. Nor would I want any heroic measures taken. He came into my life with dignity and he will leave this life the same way.

I do not know how I will live without him, how I will even do something so simple as casting a spell. He has been in every circle I have ever cast. He has sat by me while I have written spells and crafted sigils and read magick theory, while I mixed potions and oils and made teas, categorized herbs, called down the moon, invoked the Goddess, the God, the Fae, the Elemental Guardians. He has been with me while I sat on my cushion and meditated, while I prayed and chanted and called to the Goddess Tara for her help. At my worst and loneliest moments he has been there and put his paw on my hand to tell me he understood, that I need not look any further for love and compassion for it was with me through him; always.  

A part of me will die with him when he goes. It is the best part of me, which is tied inexorably with him; one spirit between two entities; he my animal spirit, my original nature. I am his human counterpart but I am humbled by his enlightenment and his wisdom. He will continue to guide me toward all of the things I cannot remember about myself.

Yet that doesn’t offer enough consolation. Even that I will see him again in another form when he returns to me after  passing from this life. It is his face and big green eyes that have penetrated my soul at its deepest level and no matter how many times and lives we share it is those eyes that will haunt me all of my days.

Usually I do not comment on the goings-on outside my witchy world but this touched my world and disappointed me tremendously.

I have been a member of the online community Zaadz since its beginning two years ago. They offered innovative community tools and it seemed to be a place where I could relax and be my Buddhist Witch self without having to explain too much. The like-minded people there were fascinating for the most part and there were interesting ways to connect with people and also to catalog information about your personal tid-bits. I didn’t spend too much time there but there were some groups I found interesting especially concerning Big Mind (Genpo Roshi’s teachings on Zen-Buddhism) and Integral Life Practice (Ken Wilber’s philosophies).

I never liked the community emails they would send though, dripping with all kinds of hugs and Gen-Y slang, calling business “biz” referring to the community as “peeps” and generally saying that everything “rocked”. It was a little young for me and seemed calculated and too market-savvy to be genuine. Also the guy who started everything - Brian Johnson, had the audacity to call himself “Philosopher & CEO”. I mean, who does that? Someone else calls you a philosopher, you don’t call yourself that. If you do your ego is way out of control and you’ve got more than a little work to do on taming that beast.

Of course the other audacious statement was that Zaadz was going to change the world or save the world or whatever. But all it ended up doing was being sold by Mr. Johnson, “Philosopher” to the highest bidder who happened to be the company Gaiam, who makes Yoga products, videos and stuff for Pilates and meditation. I guess Mr. Philosopher philosophized it would be better to have a wad of big-buckos in his pocket than continue on his mission to “save the world.”

Several things upset me about the sale of the community. First of all it was never set-up as a community commodity the way myspace.com or facebook.com have been from the beginning. This was like the Whole Foods of online communities - you know - with integrity. (In fact Whole Foods provided some financial support of the venture.) To suddenly make a second-wave internet uber-sale was beyond the beyond in my mind. If I had know that was ever a possibility I never would have posted anything about myself and fed their demographic monster.

Perhaps Mr. Philosopher never intended to sell-out. He has a staff of dedicated (one might even call them overly-dedicated or brain-washed (brian-washed) in their personal devotion to this man who “changed their lives”. How he did this no one ever elaborates, so who knows? Perhaps he paid their rents in San Francisco or gave them an excellent Dental Plan. It doesn’t take much to earn some people’s everlasting devotion.) employees who seemed thrilled that he sold the property and they were being absorbed by Gaiam. Of course this is a somewhat tenuous time and I am sure many of them are arguably fearful for their jobs; you know  how often those kind of things do not shake-out the way they were promised.

For me though, as a suddenly sold commodity, I did not feel so warm and fuzzy and ready to hug Mr. Philosopher. I frankly felt dirty, used and hung-out to dry. Promises were made. Promises were not kept. Then my information; essentially - ME, was sold to the highest bidder. Or perhaps the only bidder.  It was clear though that immediate liquidation of Zaadz was going to happen one way or the other (either by sale or by shutting the site down, one staff member wrote and told me.).

I wish the site had been shut down. Because then I wouldn’t feel so data-mined. I spoke out on the announcement of the acquisition on the site and was summarily attacked by all those who had been issued their color-coded Brian Johnson tracksuits and sneakers. I was surprised that in a community of some 85,000 members no one else really had a quibble whatsoever with the business practices that had just sold-out the entire community and made a liar out of the head-honcho. To me that should have caused some kind of ruckus aside from one little witch calling it what it was.

No one had anything to say. You can go there right now and see. A community that doesn’t care isn’t really much of a community. I don’t know what he sold Gaiam, but I don’t think it was the  community aspect. It was the demographic aspect. Gaiam can continue to mine these ”community members” and see how they feel about organic cotton yoga-pants and sticky mats.

I have nothing against Gaiam. I have gotten their catalog for years. I think they should have more sizes available in their yoga outfits because big people like to do yoga too and not everyone is a size 8. Some of their items are overpriced. But I bought a nice mala from them once many years ago. Their catalogs are fun to read.

Yet I have no interest in being part of their community, just as I have no interest in being part of myspace.com or any of the communities that exist simply to drive sales or allow sexual predators unlimited access to tweens.

I cancelled my Zaadz account. It hurt to do that. It hurt to feel like I had been used by something I took a small spot of pleasure in. It hurt to be lied to and commodified for someone else’s gain. It hurt that no one else had anything to say about it and just allowed it to happen without batting an eye because perhaps on some level we expect to be lied to. We expect to be bought and sold. Is this how Zaadz planned to change the world?

And what of Mr. Philosopher, Brian Johnson? He says he will become a “student of life” once again. Here’s a challenge to you Mr. Philosopher - why don’t YOU be the change the world needs and take your money from the sale of this community where you robbed people of their demographic information  under the guise of spirituality/social change/sustainability/greening/enlightenment etc. and give that money to a cause that really WILL help to change the world.

Here is one I give to with my whole heart: International Campaign for Tibet.

Today is the full moon.

Yesterday was Friday the 13th a day notorious for Bad Luck. Now this is especially if you are a Knights Templar since this was the day the edict passed from the Pope to have them all arrested and hanged or burned at the stake. So definitely not a good day for them. But the rest of us? Especially witches?

Since 13 is an important number for us, Friday the 13th has always been a very fortunate day. For this reason I looked long and hard to find a great luck spell to offer that would be cast on Friday the 13th and would be good until the NEXT Friday the 13th (which is about a year away). I found the perfect spell and offered it to my clients and last night had a wonderful casting that created the charms that are the most important part of the spell.

However yesterday it came to my attention that perhaps I had been a Knights Templar in a past life because from the moment I awoke yesterday everything seemed to be going undeniably WRONG!

I had issues with a close friend on the phone that left me sad. Then I discovered from one of my clients that some fly by night charlatan had ripped off entire portions of magickrituals.com and posted them as their own site. It can difficult to manage your copyrights and trademarks but I cannot abide infringement and will always police my materials to the fullest extent. Still it is utterly disheartening to discover that you have been infringed upon.

There were still more “unlucky” occurrences; that ended with my site’s host being offline for a number of hours last night. What a day this had been for me. I didn’t want to leave the house!

And then, as if by magick - things suddenly revealed themselves to be luckier than I expected.

The issue with my friend was actually a load of my mind. I felt lighter and happier and more at peace. Another problem turned out to be a great blessing in disguise. Even the copyright infringement was positive in that it made me realize how much more diligent I need to be. It also made me feel very good that I have such wonderful clients who look out for me!

Finally even though my sites were down they are back-up now and on much faster servers so that is a good thing too. Ultimately Friday the 13th turned out to be a great day for me!

Perhaps luck is ultimately a matter of perception?

I don’t know for sure but until the next Friday the 13th I will be holding my little charm very tight!

To me it is almost humorous, but you would not believe how many people email me and ask me if I am REAL. Of course I know I am REAL in the sense that I am sitting here typing these words on a keyboard or that two nights ago I was standing in my circle casting spells or even this morning when I poured myself a cup of herbal tea from herbs I had grown myself. Of course I am REAL!

Unfortunately this is part of the game in a world that is filled with charlatans and con-artists. I have to work extra hard to PROVE my REAL-NESS.

It is very difficult for charlatans to prove that they are real. They conceal their true identities on whois; they use stock photos of people and pretend they are the spellcasters; they make up back-stories or steal them from legitimate psychics or spellcasters (big note here: PSYCHICS DO NOT CAST SPELLS! Only witches cast spells!) and these are just the most glaring examples.

There is a different kind of spellcaster who is also not a REAL witch. I am sure you have seen these sites where it actually is a real person and they are selling their spells for $20 and they promise the world and more for this price. They may even mean well but it is unlikely that they are really casting spells. Trust me - to cast a spell for $20 is like losing money - that is if you actually cast the spell.

Casting spells is exhausting work. It takes a great deal of time and it drains energy from you so much that it often takes me a couple of days after casting to recover. To do this for only $20 would be like torturing yourself for nothing. And how effective will this spell be if the only worth to the caster themself is only $20? Consider this seriously before you go to a junior-grade witch who does not even value their own services.

So who is REAL?

There are several I know for certain for I have communicated with them directly, know them in person or have worked with them. Most of them do not offer spell services however, they just sell products for witches and shamans. But they are out there these REAL witches.

Here are some tips to tell if your witch (or spellcaster is REAL):

• Check the domain to see who it is registered to. Domains registered to an actual human being and not hidden by a proxy could mean there is a REAL person behind this. People who have nothing to hide do not mind using their true information when registering a domain name.
• Don’t waste your time going to so-called “review” forums or boards - these are actually owned by the con-artists themselves though they often let people post some real details to give it legitimacy. There are better ways to determine if your spellcaster is on the level.
• If your spellcaster uses a witch-name find out what their real name is. For instance, I was not born with the name Amita Dragonspell. And it is very easy to discover my REAL name because I do not hide it.
• Once you find their real name then google them. It will tell you a lot if they are a REAL person.

I have other entries that tell you more about how to find a legitimate witch. I don’t give you this information because I want you to choose me (though you can’t go wrong since I am a REAL witch!) rather that I do not want you to be ripped off.

Now to be fair even a REAL witch has spells that fail. That is just part of the magickal universe. It is important to realize and understand that there are no guarantees in the natural world. Any one who offers you a guarantee for the spellcasting services or tells you that their success rate is 97 percent or some absurd percentage should be avoided. Magick is not a commidity that can be tracked into a percentage of success nor is it a product that can be guaranteed like a toaster.

I always use this adage to explain to my clients the nature of magick: magick is simply science that has not been proven. So as a witch I am similar to a Medical Doctor in my experience and services that I offer only my science is as yet unproven.

Like a Doctor you pay me for my expertise. Doctors go to school for many years to become Doctors. As a witch I have basically been in “school” learning mysteries and being educated in the use of herbs, oils, crystals, forms of divination, high magick and pagan belief systems for the past 20 years.

When you go to a Doctor you are hopeful that she has something in her expertise and background; a knowledge, that will help you to heal. She cannot guarantee your healing however. Nor can she allow you to pay her only if she can actually heal or cure you. That is just not the way it works.

A REAL witch will do her (or his) best for you. Like a caring Doctor we will do whatever we can within our expertise to help you. I have taken an oath as a witch but also as a Buddhist and these oaths are as important to me as every breath I take.

Investigate your witch and you will FIND the REAL ones stand out.

To me summer is the most magickal time of the year. People seem to move about as if they are in a dream. There is much communing with nature; going to the beach, having cook-outs, going on picnics, the kids playing outside until the fireflies are out. This is such a time to celebrate earthly pleasures. It is difficult to feel unhappy when there is so much beauty and magick around.

I try to stay positive even in the face of adversity and negativity. I focus on my Buddhist teachings and my relationship with the Goddess and ask for her help when I need it. My patron Goddess is Green Tara and when I need her I speak this mantra:

Om Tare Tuttare Ture Svaha
pronounced: Aohm Tah-ray Too-tah-ray Tour-ray Swah-ha

Tara (whose name means “star” or “she who ferries across”) is the female Bodhisattva of compassion. In Tibetan, Tara is known as “Dölma” (Sgrol-ma), or “She Who Saves.” In particular she represents compassion in action, since she’s in the process of stepping from her lotus throne in order to help sentient beings.

Lately I’ve needed her quite a bit and have found myself saying her mantra during the day just to take comfort in the sacred sound that calls her. Often I also pray to her at the end of the day when I write in my journal. No matter what happens on the material plane I know that the blessing of the Goddess is with me.

Tara would love the summer and would welcome the magickal thinking that is inherent when we get close to nature.

How can you make the summer more magickal, even if you are not a witch or Goddess-worshipper?

Take off your shoes and let your bare feet feel the grass and earth. Be careful of fire ants though! We have those here in Florida!

Take a moonlight bath on the Full Moon. This does require being naked so make sure the neighbors are asleep! Bask in the moonlight - howl if you feel like it. This is good to do with an intimate partner, trust me! Being naked in the moonlight is quite primordial.

Remember that everything will be all right. No matter what happens, no matter how difficult the mundane world is, you are all right, you will be all right and you are loved. That is the most magickal thinking of all.