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Teach Me Tonight (NSFW, O My)

I’ve been trying to figure out who to sleep with next–really, who to be attracted to. As if any of us have control in that department.

I always tell my Ruby Intuition clients that the best you can hope for is a version 2.0 of what’s erotically imprinted on you. Because I’ve seen those relationships borne out of someone stubbornly trying Not to Date Mom or Dad and, boy o boy, the no-sex vibe is stronger than Prince’s pheromones are even now.

Which is to say: strong.

As usual, my shrink has useful advice in this department. She says, “The minute you get that Child feeling, get out.” What she means is that when I start to get that desperate, pay-attention-to-me! feeling around a paramour, I should cut it off because once again I have fallen for a charismatic narcissist who would rather drown me in their black hole than make our dynamics about anything other than their ego.

Readers of this blog have slogged through that black hole along with me. I can’t do that again to any of us.

But the problem is that I am human and also a witch and thus my unconscious is in charge when it comes to selecting my lovers.

For a woman who never got married and is rounding the corner to 50, I haven’t had that many. Maybe 35 or so. If you got married at 24, that may sound like a lot, but really, it amounts to roughly one lover for every year I’ve been sexually active. Nothing untoward–and so what if it were?

Long before I started trusting my intuitive abilities, I already trusted my dreams to tell me who to shtup. They’ve always led me down wonderful paths, if also occasionally treacherous, like an enchanted forest in the fairy tales that informed our erotic imaginations before we could learn to just say no.

So last night I had this very voluptuous, very purple dream about a man I’d already decided in waking life was too self-involved to continue chatting up. It was the first intimate dream I’ve had about anyone since the Legend and as I’m sitting here trying to climb back into 1988 for my book I’m still feeling this new person’s lips and fingers everywhere on me, forceful and gentle both. Also the cool soft sheets upon which he threw me, because when you are 48 home décor is always a crucial element of any sexual fantasy worth its salt.

I haven’t had sex with a cis-male in nearly six years but the person in this dream had a cock that surprised me–satisfying—and a wide mouth and childlike eyes and was younger and more delicate than I’m used to but still in possession of that wolfish–yes, wolfish–hunger that pushed me back against those pretty sheets. I’ll never not be attracted to wolves, they’re the only ones who can stop my nervous prattle, and sure enough this man was as selfish as he was sweet, like the most charming wolves I’ve known. I knew it was a bad idea even as I inhaled his scents of sandalwood and dark roses and his grandmother’s ragu and–

Jesus. It’s a good thing he lives far away.

And now that I’ve put this to paper maybe I’ve moved the story somewhere else. For sure writing about the Legend is how I permanently severed our bond. But sharing this sexy story could just as easily cement this new person and I to each other, and if that’s the case, it’s really the dream to blame–a postcard from the collective unconscious that cradles us all in one big starry crib.

The future is never in stone because there’s no overestimating the power of human free will, but when it comes to our desire the best we can do is tweak it. Goddess knows we can’t change our cravings altogether.

Taurus Season? This Metaphysician Is In!

Taurus season is my favorite season—a time of new beginnings and solid foundations, of practical magic and gentle progress. As of today’s new moon in Taurus, it’s also a time to manifest graceful, step-by-step change, especially when it comes to your financial and creative resources. Don’t force these goals. Let them come to you, ideally as you take a moment to breathe in May’s sweet air.

Venus rules Taurus, but in the most stabilizing ways. In this sign she is about natural bounty, living in rhythm with Mama Earth. Not for nothing was Mother Mary, that beacon of radical receptivity, born this month. For the next few weeks, life is one big pink peony—-gorgeous at every stage, pleasing to every sense. Which is to say: I’m always excited to see my clients but reading for them right now is like filling my office with spring’s most beautiful blooms. If you’ve been considering booking an intuition session, may I suggest doing so now? No matter what’s going on in your life, we’ll have so much fun.

How to Build a Home Altar

What follows is a service piece I wrote for [outlet name redacted]. The assignment got canned, but still may prove useful on this sweet spring Sunday. May it help manifest what you need!

Once considered the domain of stalkers and the abjectly religious, home altars are starting to be mainstreamed much like yoga and meditation were twenty years ago. To quote the domestic goddess Martha Stewart, that’s a good thing. A home altar can be wonderfully restorative, whether you’re seeking a fresh start, feeling overwhelmed, or grieving a significant loss.

An altar is a sacred space. This does not mean that you have to believe in a higher power, but it’s useful to believe in yourself–your ability to heal and to receive support. In the age of online everything, it helps to have a physical place to channel dreams and strong emotions constructively so they don’t hold you hostage.

“I think altars are appealing to a wider range of people because we’re experiencing a more chaotic political climate and an oversaturation of technology,” says my good friend Cat Cabral. A self-proclaimed “modern witch,” she is the author of Chronicle Book’s upcoming The Spells Decks. “There’s an increased need for control and self-mastery, and they’re a tangible way to get in touch with the elements and our deepest feelings, especially since so many of us are disconnected from ourselves and the outdoors.”

As is so often the case, I agree with Cat. An altar is a visual reminder of nature’s power as well as our own. It’s a physical reflection of who and what we love, and who and how we want to be. And that’s the best sort of practical magic.

A few guidelines to creating an altar of your own. Continue Reading →

"All, everything I understand, I understand only because I love."
― Leo Tolstoy