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I took a routine walk with baby dog last Friday and stumbled upon an estate sale. I needed to get back to the house for tarot sessions but knew there was something inside that I needed to go back for. After some serious bartering and the helping hands of 4 of my neighbors, I brought a hutch into my home the next day. I cleaned its drawers, cleared its bones, and pieced it back together next to my kitchen. I loaded it with slow-crafted objects — some made my me and others carefully constructed by others. I set all of my tools on its surface, ready to be wielded to create new magic. I was immediately brought to the image of The Magician.
On a separate-but-equally-and-abnormally warm and bright day for February, I tended to my hives — both of which did not survive the hive beetles over the winter. I’d been avoiding dealing with the boxes because they had the potential to be really gross inside, and I didn’t think I could handle more death until I felt sure that I could tackle the task without sobbing in my front yard. I looked down at my workbench full of tools — an empty jar of sugar water, frames with some old wax, bottom boards that needed to be wiped down, an entrance reducer, and a smoker.
I sat staring at my workbench, one that is built with old sawhorse legs and a flimsy piece of plywood from my old studio. The empty frames brought bees looking for honey from Deb’s yard next door. Ants lined up to take any remaining sweet treats inside. There’s leftover equipment from last year and newer equipment gifted from my friend Lia. I don’t have bees, but I’ll find a way to catch a swarm or split an overflowing hive from a nearby beekeeper.
I was brought to The Magician again. This time I was sure of it.
The Magician came through as the card of The Beekeeper this week. The Beekeeper is a card of divination. It feels tangible. It’s physical. You can touch it. The resources are right there in front of you. The card links with the number 1 — immediately following the fools journey of taking a new path, blissful adventure, and a little bit of fuck-around-and-find-out. The Beekeeper tells us to get creative, set everything out in front of us, and notice how the alchemy often comes from the same tools with a slightly more intuitive arrangement.
I put all of the tools out in front of me on the workbench. I notice the shapes of the boxes, how I may stack them differently, how they may need new coats of paint. I vision new locations for the hives, closer to pollinator gardens and farther away from walking paths. I may start with more hives for safety in numbers. We take care of us.
The Beekeeper reminds me that failing means I’m trying. The Beekeeper reminds me that craft takes practice. The Beekeeper reminds me that I have more resources than I give myself credit for. The Beekeeper reminds me that there is practicality, tangibility, and a need for wielding magic. The Beekeeper reminds me that working with our gifts, working with our hands, and bringing this into the larger whole is what the magic is all about.
Bring your skills, your gifts, and your voice into the collective this month. It’s so needed.
Can I make a list of all the ways I have skills to share?
Am I overlooking a resource that is useful during this time?
What are the tools given to me that I can wield for self-empowerment?
How does this empowerment nourish me to bring into the collective?
🪨 My booth at Motherlode has been updated with all things one may need as we transition from the last few weeks of winter into spring. Stay tuned as I continue to expand into that space that and find specific offerings and products for embodiment.
🪨 I’m a resident at Estoria Market, and I’m back there this Sunday with donation-based tarot readings, prints, and 4 candles. I took the last of the candles from my booth so that y’all can access the last of those before I’m able to re-pour the protection blend and work through another scent and spell for spring.
🪨 I am always set up with donation-based tarot sessions on Fridays. We meet online! So this is highly accessible for those who are not based in Atlanta or don’t have the capacity to meet at markets. These are 45 minute tarot and energetic sessions with the option of closed captions and recordings.
With Care for this next lunation,