The Dog Whisper: Law #1

Law #1: Every man wants to know that He's a good boy...

I'll elaborate. When you're in your bedroom at night, you're dressing for bed and he, your husband, fiancee, or live in significant other, is watching television and he happens to notice that you're a little colder than usual, he'll ask: "Babe, what's wrong?" You sigh and continue to lotion your body and begin to pour out your heart. "Well..."

I promise you, front that point forward, he won't understand a word you say. Dogs understand very little English. Throughout your moment of truth, regardless of how polite, respectful, calm and patient, it will translate to your canine bestfriend as "Wah, wah, wah, wah, pussy. Wah, wah, wah, wah car. Wah, wah, wah, money.  Wah, wah, wah, wah, wallet. Wah, wah, wah, wah, gas money."

After juggling the television program, a sports game or what have you, which is aired in English by the way, and adding up his five keywords he heard when listening to the Master, he comes to the conclusion that your mad about gas money and then replies, "But I always give you gas money?" The following look of shock and horror as you begin to cry and shout at him for no reason, on one of your little crazy rants, is because he missed that fact that you always give him pussy, even when we're in the car, yet he's spending his money elsewhere so you dont have any and you know why and you can't rely on your husband anymore, not even for gas money. 

Experiment #1: Once he gives the "I dont know where that shit just came from" face, when you respond by losing your shit, smile the best you can, give him a kiss, be it the forehead, cheek or lips, and say "I love you Baby" and see that the horror doesn't immediately leave his face, you are no longer crazy and he can happily watch the game because Mommy said he was a good boy.

PS: Wah, wah, wah, wah, separate spending account. Wah, wah, wah, wah, prepaid cell phone. Wah, wah, wah, wah, don't skip a beat. Wah, wah, wah, wah, save. Wah, wah, wah, wah, his and his. Wah, wah, wah, wah, "Sorry, I ain't sorry."

To Expectorate At This Rate: A Witch's Divinatory Record Entry#1

May 7, 2019

Today, I've given Birth to Life. With reverence, praise, offering and humility present on my spiritual tool belt, I have been reminded of my Path of Witchcraft. I spell with fertility. I am fruitful. I am sacred. To those disconnected, never destined for connection and ill equipped, I am forbidden. Through disgust, I paint the very ground you walk on; a street artist with divine guidance and innocent motive. I expectorate freely.

 I find divination in the darkness. I reach for enlightenment with every stride. Oh kay with Ether, I fifth the element of magick. It is here as It is there, but It has chosen that I, a witch with a strategic purpose, AM here. I AM Life.

No matter how hard I try, I am a representative of all there is and all there will be. I travel 10 worlds by means of 22 paths while challenged, but unopposed; loved though not coddled; loving though non consoling. I didn't find It. It found me.

I AM Witch.

HallePentagram, Ashe Orisha, Ashe Egun, There She Is.

- The Huntress

Significantly Significant

the thinking Man...

I tend to be attracted to an older man. When I say older, I mean significantly older, as in, fifteen to twenty years my senior. Its not unheard of or even discouraged in, what is soon to be 2019. After all, we have examples of more extreme relationships like the impersonal and money driven marriage of Anna Nicole Smith and the like. As long as we aren’t speaking of an age gap that can’t be bridged with Youtube, its safe to say these sorts of relationships are within reach of any young man or woman with the maturity level to “hold their own” as it were. For those who haven’t ventured that far romantically, the most natural facture to a 28 year old woman, like myself, being in love with a man old enough to be her father is the fact that the average individual looks for the parent of the opposite sex in their mate.  Men look for the care and attention of their mothers and women, that of their fathers, and their personal experience with each determines how their romantic pursuits manifest. An older man has lived longer, experiencing more, has learned more, should have more and can be more of a physical, financial and spiritual resource to yourSelf or any child(ren) you may have than to consistently battle with a younger “man” who is still on his mother’s teet.

Now, before anyone’s mother gets her panties all in a bunch. I am not referring to a man having an intimate relationship with his mother. She carried him, bore him, fed him and raised him. I’m referring to a younger "man"'s  need for parenting, for rearing, child rearing. It’s a commonly known and accepted social tenet that boys mature slower than girls do. As a woman who makes an intentional effort to have a variety in the classes of men she dates, character, occupation and age, I know that you can’t expect a man to be a Man until he hits at least 40, no if, ands or buts about it. Even then, you have to take into consideration how well he plays the cards he’s dealt himSelf, otherwise he’s no use to you as a mature, yet still, younger woman. But the true identity of the dealer is a story for another time. 

Though my personal, experiential and intuitive experience has led me to the conclusion that a significantly older man is in fact what a woman like myself needs, gnosis could not prepare me for the inevitable struggle of the culture shock. As a preface, this explanation of said struggle isn’t to discourage or deter but to shed light on a familial issue that is prevalent but rarely discussed. When you are dealing with a Man who is approaching, met or passed The Hill, you are faced with the reality that the women he was raised by or with require much more than what does the Millennial woman. To be frank without the intention to be harsh, women of his age bracket were proud to just have a man by her side or at least in her home. Her gratitude, in turn, warranted that she endure what is seen today as negligence. When he opens himSelf up to having a legitimate relationship, not just a hot fling with a pretty young thing, he finds that not more is required but rather the polar opposite of which he has grown accustomed. Millennial Women are not only capable of but actually look forward to thinking for herSelf and wisely, providing for herself and well and is free enough to get herself off with a toy or two on the regular basis. So Men of a particular age are now faced with the question of what can you provide for Me other than an order, a dollar and a decent stroke?

The answer is you have to think about it and that’s okay because you are old enough to do so and come to the appropriate conclusion without asking your mother.

As so above, so below,

The Huntress