Cajun Witch

Well, it seems I have my diagnosis.  The doctor is confident it's Trigeminal neuralgia and neuropathy.     Those may not be spelled correctly.   It gets better--all of my tests were normal, which is a good thing.  However, it also means that there is no real reason as to why this started.   It gets even better--the doctor, although trying to stay positive for her patient, didn't give much hope.  She more or less said things may fade but they'll come back.  She also said that the numbness will prolly not go away. I don't think I've processed it all just yet.  I do know I was overly angry yesterday at the world.  I hated that.  I put out way too much negativity into the universe.   I go from anger to depression to nothing in moments.  And in between is pain and my brain not thinking.  I keep telling myself to just be normal.  But all of this stuff is neurological--it's brain stuff.  How can...

  I know I'm  the worst at keeping up with my posting.  I apologize for that.  I have so much going on health wise that it's hard to make the time for blogging unfortunately.   Let me explain... For about a month and a half (maybe two--time doesn't keep with me) I've been dealing with having half of my face numb... Picture this--you drink a tube of Orajel on 1/2 your mouth.  Then, the numbness spreads to the rest of your head.  Oh, and once in a while, you stick your finger in an electric socket, just to keep the nerves alive. That's been my life.  I had an MRA (like an MRI but different somehow) and an ultrasound of my thyroid yesterday.  I also started a new medicine that's supposed to help with the whole electrical socket feeling.  I'm so over the whole thing.  I have still been studying and practicing.  I turn to conversations in front of my altar a lot.  I hope that doesn't make me crazy...er than usual. ...

I haven't posted anything on social media about what's going on in the world around us.  Some people see that as not caring or hating on things.  Trust me, it isn't. Every moment I feel the pain around me.  I feel it all.  I'm an Empath.  It's draining.  I find myself crying when I'm not knowing why.  It all hurts.  It all effects me.   I can't and won't state my feelings online.  All I can say is, while so many other witches are hexing tonight, I will not.  I will, if anything, use any strength I do have for healing.  That's my gift.  That's my job.   So that is what you'll get from me.  If you think this makes me a bad person or biased or racist or whatever, that's your choice.   This is my choice. I choose healing.  I choose love.  I choose life.  

I woke up feeling quite off today.  I'm not sure why.  It's almost like I'm tired but not sleepy.  My brain feels sluggish.  It's almost like I'm a walking zombie.  I'd say it's my depression, but it doesn't feel like my depression.  Even putting thoughts together for this blog has me struggling. What can it be?  I know I need to ask my Oracle Cards for advice.  I just fear I won't be able to focus my intention to them. Does anyone have advice/thoughts? Is anyone out there that actually follows me? Hello?

So something I found amusing but terrifying happened to me the other day and I thought I'd share because I'm sure I'm not the only one.... As per one of my recent posts, I attempted smoking an herb the other day out of desperation for pain relief of any sort.  And no, it's not the herb most  of you may think of straight off the bat, so there.  Well, Saturday, I was saging the house, and some of the said herb's residue was still in the thing I use to keep myself from dropping burning embers all over the place while I cleanse.  So the house smelled heavy of many burning herbs.  Yes, the windows were open--the weather was SO nice Saturday that the windows stayed open all day--lovely treat for May in South Louisiana! Anyway, no sooner I get the smoke going all over the place, my phone rings--it's my parents.  They wanted to stop by for a little visit since they were already in the area.  Great, now I smell like smoke, the house smells like I'm trying t...

On a Facebook group, I asked if others use Instagram or TikTok.  I enjoy seeing witchy things in both worlds.   Y'all...the responses... Someone said that TT is from China and they don't trust it.  Uh....like they're not already watching all of us.  I get it, China spying is bad.  But they are already.  And I don't post anything of importance on the app.  In fact, the person in charge of spying on me is most likely more worried about my well being rather than gathering intel. So, here it goes.  I have an Instagram account you can follow.  The username is Cajunpassion.  It's for witchiness, but also for my stuff I make AND LGNT+ Ally.   I also have that evil TikTok.  @ginny_ahnah Neither of those are of great importance.  About as much is seen as this blog, which is not at all.  I use them more to see others rather than have others see me. So, if you're bored to tears and want to follow me, please ...

Oh, how the world has changed since I started this journey.  I feel as though that's why I found this part of me when I did.  I needed to change myself so I could handle the changing world.  I know I wouldn't be so well off if I hadn't changed.  I just can tell my anxiety would be getting the better of me much more often.  Earthy-existence can be quite frightening right now.  But most days I'm calm.  In fact, I think I've had only one anxiety-stricken moment....   I spend most of my days at home now.  Lou is on her last week of online classes.  I spend many moments of my days doing and saying little things to keep The Boy and The Hubby safe since they are "essential."  I cook and read and learn to love the moments of nothing throughout my day.  I am spending a LOT more time outside just existing.   I don't craft as much as I did at the beginning of my journey.  I can't just go out to the store daily...