Weekly Archangel Card Reading



This card is just what I needed.  This reading took plaCenter on July 28, 2016.

Earlier this morning I was having a body image problem.  It was severe and I was ready to give up the fight to not just being skinny but also to being healthy.

Between the support of family and friends and then this reading I decided no matter what I’ve been through I will continue to fight to be healthy.  Yes, I want to be skinny but healthy is the top priority.

No matter if I’m 450 pounds or 150 pounds I’ll probably continue to have an image problem.  That’s just the way eating disorders work.  My focus is to be healthy and that includes suppressing the eating disorder symptoms, too.

Being healthy comes from how and what we think about ourselves as much as it comes from the way we eat and exercise if not more.  I’m extremely health conscious, most of the time.

Last night while reading I learned something about myself that I didn’t know and that’s I’ve been practicing magickal practices all of my life.  Not only am I health conscious I’m trying to live the green. Lifestyle, which is what I was taught.   I recycle.  When camping or going into nature always leave it cleaner than you find it.




Weekly reading, 7/16/2016



Think the universe is trying to tell me something…

Third reading in a row the moon cycle card was drawn.  The current position is the middle card.  This time is set a side for deep breathing and meditation.  What will happen will happen.  There’s no need to stress of er what might be.  The card to the right is the one for resolution or out-come.  “Outdoors” or nature is the way to go.  When I need to relax and re-enter nature is my friend.  When I need to be able to focus on my writing, nature is usually where you can find me.

Being cooped up and inside can bring on stress, rid you of creativity, and bring home negativity.  It’s time to get out, get moving, breathe fresh air, relax and more.

New addition to my family


I walked out on to the front porch yesterday to do some coloring and writing.  Just wanted a day all to myself to relax and do what I love to do but to my surprise there was this kitten jumping at my living room window trying to get it.  She’s absolutely wonderful.  I know we were meant to be together the moment I saw her.  I sat down and took the lid off my cup so I could take a swallow of milk but then this little paw pulled my cup away from me.  I looked at her, patted her head and said this is mine.  She did it again so I sighed, not remembering whole milk is bad for kittens, and let her drink 2-3 ounces.  She sat there and purred, marked and cuddled with me for about 2 hours.  Her kitty momma came over to see where she was.  Momma was skittish but eventually she came to me and I gave her some milk.


This is Patches, the kitten.

My bff came over after work and we went to town.  We came back with a food dish, collar and are waiting for a engraved tag to come in from McKees (Chubbuck, Idaho).  Bff went back to town and got a bag of kitten food and two plastic containers to put it in.


This is Patches kitty momma.  I believe she is pregnant, again.  She’s finishing some milk that was on the table.

When we got back from the first town run momma was gone but Patches was lying in the sun on the porch in a flower box.  I was so excited to see her.

After my bff went home Patches and I came in the house then I brought in Cotterpin, my dog.  It was like a tornado had gonever through the bathroom.  Patches had been hiding in there when Cotterpin found her.  For hours Patches hid behind the dryer.  About midnight she came out of hiding.  She is now hiding again, but this time she’s behind a chair in the living room.  She cries and Cotterpin goes to check on her.  It should mellow out soon.

I thought y’all would like a peak into my personal life and see our new addition.

I’m sure her kitty momma is staying close, after all they do live on my block  (she and Patches siblings)


Moon Cycles



My last reading before surgery on June 28, 2016 and my first reading after the surgery on July 10, 2016 both had Moon Cycles involved.  Also while reading one of my books on becoming a witch it talked quite a bit about moon cycles.

I love the way the moon looks and how its pull affects the actions, feelings, emotions, energies and more of the universe.  For many years I was a skeptic about just how much the moon affects the universe, but not anymore.

Each phase of the moon has its own ceremony.  There are some ceremonies that may cross over from one phase to another.



Growing up in southeast Idaho there’s an abundance of places to camp.  The first place I remember going is Twin Lakes.  This was a beautiful place to camp and fish.  One day my dad took some of the kids out in the boat and was teaching them how to water ski.  One of the boys ended up on the bottom of the lake because the tip of the skis ended up in the water and the skier didn’t let go of the rope.  I think that’s my favorite story from Twin Lakes.  Either later that weekend or a later trip my mom told me to stay out of the water because we were getting ready to go home.  The daughter of one of my dad’s friends had me on her shoulders jumping from tree stump to tree stump that were sticking out of the water and to make a long story short… she missed the last stump and we landed in the water.

A short time later a man was fishing and for bait he was using live leeches.  He fell and they landed in the water.  Prior to this there were no known leeches at Twin Lakes and this one event led to the end of us camping there.  From there we moved to Pebble Creek.  Most of the time we went there was only one other family, my dad’s best friend and his family.  Other than wandering through the forest and fishing the creek or Portneuf River I don’t remember much.

Once in a while we went to Aberdeen and American Falls.  They’re great places too, but not as memorable as Twin Lakes.  We even went to Fish Creek, once.

After I got married the camping trips came to an end.  Then five years ago I decided I didn’t care if my family went with me or not.  Once again I found myself at Pebble Creek.  A couple of years ago a couple of us went to Chesterfield.  It’d been more than 20 years since the last time I was there.  As a child we went there with my grandpa Marsh.

Camping is helps me become grounded.  It brings peace and comfort to an otherwise hectic life.  When in nature my spirit is free, mind is clear, and the real work can begin.  Writing while in the city doesn’t flow as freely as it does when lying on a blanket next to a river, creek or other body of water.

Where’s your favorite place to camp and why?