Naomi

Joined January 2022

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She/Her. Post modern mystic. Professional psychic, astrologer, and tarot reader. Aspiring author, currently writing first book. God fearing woman in the Land of 10,000 Lakes.

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Drinking and Thinking…
Allow me to bare my soul for a moment. I’m in the middle of a five-day break from work. I’ve been doing some thinking, drinking, and more thinking.
By Naomiabout 13 hours ago in Humans
Spring: A Playlist
Spring is a time of extreme creativity. In nature, it’s when flowers bloom, and once naked trees don lush gowns of chartreuse. It’s when many species of animals give birth, having mated in the Autumn or Winter. It’s when bees produce the most honey, and when farmers plant crops.
By Naomiabout 13 hours ago in Beat
Sakura
Powdery pink petals, precariously perched, plummet prettily.
By Naomi2 days ago in Poets
Your supernova (r)ejected most of her mass.
Our world filled with hunger and poverty idolizes starlets—ironically, having everything and eating nothing; starlets count not blessings, but calories
By Naomi4 days ago in Poets
Nothing
She’s got cashmere cardigans, mohair, linen suits, silk dresses—yet, when there’s somewhere she must be she realizes she
By Naomi5 days ago in Poets
Winter: A Playlist
Winter is for witching. Sure, Samhain is mid-Autumn, and when the veil that separates us from the spirit realm is the most thin. And yes, Beltane is mid-Spring, when the veil thins between us and the natural world, the faeries and animal familiars. But sandwiched between these magical seasons is Winter, a time for the divine feminine to rise to power. Words are spells, and witches are just women in control of their own narrative.
By Naomi6 days ago in Beat
Which Witch
A woman’s home was made of gingerbread on her property, and her cats were fed No man or kids; she was free Threatening patriarchy
By Naomi9 days ago in Poets
Cheeky
Boy, I see your love for me grow; I have somewhere for it to go Sodomites knew touch so taboo The ring ‘round my rosy you’ll know
By Naomi10 days ago in Poets
Lovely Lady
Oh, sweet and pungent Mary Jane make love to my body and brain At my darkest hour it is your flower enhancing senses; numbing pain
By Naomi10 days ago in Poets
Pussycat
Every witch needs a familiar, but the familiar must choose her. He chose Lola three days before her thirtieth solar return began, and three days after her Saturn return ended.
By Naomi11 days ago in Fiction
La Lune: A Playlist
I’ve always had a special relationship with the Moon. I grew up on a horse farm in rural Ohio, with a vast sky. I admired his beauty. I became magnetically pulled towards astrology and tarot as a life calling at age ten. My fascination with the Moon grew.
By Naomi16 days ago in Beat
Moonrise
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. Every night near the Summer Solstice, that is. The midnight sun began his descent into the underworld, leaving a candy colored twilight in his wake.
By Naomi16 days ago in Fiction

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Drinking and Thinking…

Spring: A Playlist

Sakura

Your supernova (r)ejected most of her mass.

Nothing

Winter: A Playlist

Which Witch

Cheeky

Lovely Lady

Pussycat

La Lune: A Playlist

Moonrise

Stories (18/0)