Category: archive
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“Dear Data”
Exploring and sharing the secret parts of ourselves (an ongoing project between my friend and I rooted in Emergent Strategy and Octavia Butler's Parables novels).
Unpacking the white supremacy in my shop curation
My white gaze undeniably determines what I do and don't stock. It's time to change this.
Choice Every Moment
Altar | Calan Gaeaf, reaching for the Moon
The Witch of Wands reaches up to the Moon. Her fire is her signal, an invitation to magic. She stands tall, reaching high.
Untitled (Mother)
The Story of the Nether Largie Stanes
"Mooooooon!" Earth would call up into the darkness. "Gealllaaaach! Come down here and talk with me, for I long for a sister who understands me, and I feel you could be the one."
The Fucking Feminine
Feed the soil, not the plant
Creating and supporting healthy, diverse, nourishing conditions for my business to grow in.
Then I danced
Twenty seconds in the wave came up through my body
I was sobbing
moved through it
breathed through it
I threw the weirdest shapes
got out of my head
let my body lead
ES-periments
This month I am experimenting with:
* Overcoming nice girl conditioning
* DESIRE / dance
* Zero fucks
Altar | Full moon, lunar eclipse, the spaces between structure & freedom
the space between/
balance of/
shift back and forth between
structure and freedom. commitment and spontaneity.
Doing the work, seeing it through, and still being open to what’s new and exciting.
Altar | Summer Solstice, showing up for desire is a daily practice
Defining Capitalism
Literally, we are having our ‘selves’ sold back to us.
Moon stones oracle
a reminder of
constant flux, and you
a seed
a planet
an ocean
a husk
they are waymarkers on your path
Altar | Imbolc, new moon, first shoots of spring
May I allow what is incubating within me
the time and space
to come forth slowly,
in its own way.
Wheel of Moons
Liberation spell
Tarot & Altar | New year, new year
Tarot | Seeds of 2019
It is midwinter. The trees are bare, there is little green among the greys and the browns.
There are seeds, hidden, unseen, in the cold, damp earth.
Altar | Winter Solstice. Process, Pause.
Email vs doing my own thing
Nothing so scary or vulnerable as taking hold of my own life, its minutes, its days, and forging my own path.
Slow Commerce
Loving my work and getting properly paid is the only way I know to run a sustainable business.
Because the world owes me nothing
My name is Beth, and I am a workaholic
I say it with a smile but I do not say it lightly.
The Roman Steps
I close my eyes and take in the stillness.
Everything is so still
and everything is in flux.
Altar | Centring desire, full moon in Taurus
Fear of Space
I am so used to resting my identity on output.
100 ways to build a feminist online tarot shop
Part to-do list, part manifesto.