A (Trans) Ode to a Modern Muse
Oh! Modern Muse,
Your name Grace I cry
Drip your sorrows (Lola) unto me
Open a cavern like Gaia
Where I can lay, wet and warm
As I sing to thee the tale
Of our mutual Becoming
Feebz Rae
A Quick Guide to Gender Neutral Greetings
This guide is written with intention to help newcomers of The Hermetic House of Life; however, I hope to write it in a way that is broadly applicable!
Having been born in the 1990s, I was left with the impression most of my life that greetings like "hey dudes!
Magical Exercise: Surviving Life Transitions By Illustrating the Future You
At the end of July, I had my most recent solar return and then a couple of weeks later moved to a new—and hopefully much more appropriate—home. As one of my new neighbors keeps reminding me, moving is as stressful to most people as divorce and death. It
TRANSitional Astrology: Electional Astrology or Thoughts on Divine Timing
A few weeks ago, my podmate J reached out to me because he needed my astrological know-how to settle on an interview time. This interview was a Really Big Deal. One of the things J and I initially bonded over other than our trans masc identities was that we are
Managing Neurodivergence With Planetary Worship
This is a broader follow-up post to my more recent Quick Spell to Lessen Social Anxiety. I have discussed before my personal framework for practicing religion as a neurodivergent person and how to start worshipping the planets as doing so has improved my life immeasurably. This blogpost aims to offer
A Short List of Absurd Things That Gave Me Dysphoria
Please read the below with a tone of black humor.
1. My new Lordy fragrance oil from Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab didn't smell quite right on me because my body was pre-testosterone. I did not know you could smell wrong before that
2. I had my hairstylist shave
A Quick Spell for Lessening Social Anxiety
This was Apollo's gentle suggestion.
Today, I was on my morning walk with my dogson and I noticed that I became very anxious and harried when a nearby homeowner and some contractors came outside a few feet from us. I have a long history of social anxiety, which