The Wiccan Christian

Hope, Healing and Happiness in Trauma Recovery

  • Self-Care Is An Important Part Of Everyday Living For Me

    How do you make time for self-care?

    It’s not always easy to take time for self care. But it is as vital as breathing, in my opinion.

    Self-care, for me, is about slowing down, It probably took a year of diligent persistence. But once I got the habit down it has become a way of life for me. The last treatment center I was at got me started. Mediation and yoga. I grew to like both. I kept up with the yoga until about a year ago. Maybe more like three years ago šŸ¤” But my meditation time is really important to me.

    I know everybody spends their self-care time differently. My self care consists of a lot of meditation music. I really don’t watch much TV anymore, so my TV is pretty much for mediation purposes only. Unless I get company.

    I know people may think it’s a hard habit to keep up on a daily basis. I guess I’ve isolated myself for such a long time that meditation is all I know as a coping skill now. So my TV stays on meditation most of the time.

    I normally burn a candle and some incense. I prefer incense cones over the sticks. You can get a big box of twenty little boxes that carry ten cones in each box at Amazon for a lot cheaper than the $4.99 for just one box of ten cones at any of the local shops.

    My fav’s are Dragons blood, Copal, Frankincense, Lavender, White Sage, Palo Santo and a few mysteryā€ ones.

    I set up my room prior to my meditation time with music, candles and incense. Sometimes I’ll smudge the doorway and myself with lavender sage. I’ll play one or two of my ā€œinstrumentsā€ for more area cleansing.

    Not to change the subject, but I believe I have enough ā€œinstrumentsā€ to do a sound bath for someone. That’s something I’ve been really interested in pursuing. I’ve watched some on YouTube. I think I’ve got six or seven sound makers: šŸ¤” a keyboard, large singing bowl, small singing bowl, small wind chimes (like tiny), drum and tuning forks.

    Back to self-care: During my self-care time I read a chapter out of the Bible most mornings. Right now I’m somewhere in the book of Romans.

    And Yes, call me what you want, but after reading some of the Lords words I prepare for a tarot card reading. And I do invite them into the readings. Who’s who you wonder??

    Jesus and the Holy Spirit, as well as my angels, guides and ancestors.

    I don’t read cards like most people do (I don’t think šŸ¤”). I mainly use the cards to see how I’m feeling regarding any particular situation. I use them more for reflecting. They help me process my thoughts after a draining day. A lot of times I just ask if there’s anything I need to know that I can share with other people.

    I’m by far a pro or guru at anything. I just go with my instincts.

    I have this cute little jar that a friend of mine gave to me. It has sayings or bible verses or quotes in it. You pick the color paper that your mood most matches.

    Read Me When Jar – Thanks Cae

    I keep this at my bedside. It’s the first thing I do. This morning I pulled a pink card. I read it then placed it on my alter until tomorrow morning.

    Lastly, sometimes my self care consists of a salt bath with a book lamp for light, a candle and an incense STICK. Cones give out more smoke than sticks do. My bathroom is too small for a cone. I’d smoke myself out. I usually bring my Bluetooth speaker in the bathroom with me as well. Sometimes I listen to country music and sometimes I just listen to podcasts (or tarot readings šŸ˜). I don’t take any of that stuff like I used to. The first time these YouTuber’s started talking to/about me behind my back, at that time I couldn’t believe what I was seeing or hearing. I couldn’t believe they were actually talking directly to me. They were harassing me and bullying me, trying to get me to submit and get back together with ā€œthat manā€. They were really really mean.

    I have a mental health disability. I actually have a few mental health disabilities. What absolutely blows my mind about that whole situation back in 2018-2020, That he could look me in the face and lie so well. He could pretend to be ā€œso concernedā€. There were plenty of times when he would ask me, ā€œAre you thinking about killing yourself? I sure hope not Cindy. That would really break my heartā€. He knew those tarot readers were telling me to just end my life, and he played along with with this ā€œinnocentā€ facade. And for what? A joke. I’m sorry I don’t associate with wicked people. I’ll keep praying for him, but I now know he is a …….. I don’t know if I should even say it. A narcissist and a sociopath.

    And he thought I was the one that was nuts. Well, it’s only a matter of time and he’s going to receive his karma for the pain I was caused. I may not see it in my lifetime, but God has given me his promises: He got me out of that situation right on the nick of time. He knew I didn’t and don’t belong there. He has other assignments for me he said.

    I do feel I’ve finally been able to move past the manipulation and forms of abuse. Emotionally, mentally and tragically. it took many years, like eight years to be at peace with myself. And no, that does not include peace with him. And it seems he’s trying to push my buttons again, because my two phones, my iPad and my Wi-Fi is constantly showing somebody hooked into my internet and it’s not me.

    It seems there is normally six or seven devices connected to my internet, and they’re not all mine. So, if they pester me too much I just bump them off the internet then change my Wi-Fi password to a really long damn ass password. And if wants to spend his time keeping an eye on me, what for? I am clueless. He no longer likes me, as a matter fact hates me, for catching him in a lie. And the funny part about it was, if I remember correctly I texted him a couple of times through the day. I also called him. I left messages, They weren’t mean or like I was pissed or anything, because he wasn’t answering me. But I now believe the ā€œotherā€ story he always prided himself on, ā€œMy dad cheated on my mom all the time, and I hated how he hurt her so much. I told myself I would never, ever cheat on a person, and I never haveā€.. Little does he know I know his little dirty disgusting secrets and ways.

    So to sum this long-ass story up, after knowing him since November 2017, I realize I really do NOT know him, and I never did. Everything he said to me was a lie, just to get sex from me. Whenever we parted after an encounter he always went MIA on me. With some really messed up excuses.

    June 13, 2026 I Finally caught him in a lie. I knew he was a pathological liar, because nothing he said ever added up. But finally, one day when my text messages and phone calls caught him off guard I guard I guess. He didn’t return my call or texts until 11:30pm when he decided to return my messages and phone call. It was so late I was tired and the VM pick it up. To my surprise he did leave a message.

    ā€œHey, Cindy, it’s ā€œJoeā€. I just found my phone. I know you’re probably already sleeping, but I thought I’d call while I’m out walking the dog, Call me if you get this in the next half hour.

    Nope, I went to bed.

    So, in conclusion I don’t see him or I connecting any time too soon. Probably never again. And I am secretly grateful. Him walking away first made my own choices I had to make so much easier. I did feel a sigh of relief. I didn’t want to have to make a choice between him and my family. They all very much we despised him. Not just for the things he put me through, but that he had gained access to all of my contacts on my phones.

    Okay, the end

    (To be continued)

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  • Everybody Has Their Own Idea Of What Makes A Good Person

    What does it mean to be a good person?

    To me, being a good person means taking other people’s feelings into consideration in a lot of life’s situations. Also, to me, being a good person means advocating for those who unable advocate for themselves,, regardless of what the reasoning might be that they cannot.

    There are so many reasons why a person may not be able to advocate for themselves. But a majority of the reasons, I think, are linked to how a person was raised. No, I’m not placing blame on parents for an adults inability to advocate for themselves. But I am saying that is where it starts.

    Did parents allow their child to play an active role in decision making? An active role can be as simple as allowing a child choices instead of demands. Something as simple as giving them an option as to which shirt they want to wear for the day. To me, allowing a child small choices such as that builds confidence in the child. Something as simple as that can make a huge impact on how a child learns to make decisions in confidence as an adult.

    Taking other people’s feelings into consideration is also important to me. It seems nowadays people are so caught up in themselves and their own ego and desires that it can be absolutely selfish. And I feel at times there is a bigger need to be selfless.

    I remember growing up in an era where people watched out for each other, no matter their own personal preferences and beliefs. And I’m not meaning to intend to say that all people are selfish in this day and age. I just simply mean not everybody has the same heart. Some people are just softer hearted or kindhearted by nature. And some are not. That doesn’t make either person bad, right or wrong. It just simply is.

    Lastly, I think a personal relationship with God can make a person good as well. Ie; following Jesus’ teachings on love and kindness under all circumstances can make a person ā€œgoodā€ in my book as well. It shows that people are trying. And to me, just trying makes a big difference as well. If you have a personal relationship with God/Jesus, in time being kind just becomes automatic. Even if your idea of a personal relationship may consist of a just a simple prayer as you rise in the morning and as you go to bed at night.

    God can change hearts. And he does it quite well.

    So, with that being said, good morning and peace to all. šŸ™āœŒļøā˜®ļø

  • Cat Scratch Fever

    (Picture compliments of Unsplash free photos)

    I tried posting another video on here just to spare my right hand from any further pain. I just wanted to update everyone on how I have been.

    I’ll make this as short as I can.

    When I got to work Monday my client informed me that a cat had wondered into her house in the middle of the night through the doggy door and she has been unable to get it to leave. She said it was ā€œa cute, little black catā€, but that her dog had it cornered in the back bedroom all day.

    First, I walked the neighborhood asking people if they were missing a black cat, but everyone I asked said ā€œnoā€ and that they had no idea whose cat it would be.

    After asking neighbors, I then ran home and got my cat crate. When I got back to her house the dog still had the cat cornered. When I went to reach down for the cat it turned around and attacked my hand, hanging on with his teeth. Yes, it was a ā€œheā€ I noticed, and he was very big and wild, not cute and cuddly like I was told.

    Regardless, I was able to stuff him in the cat crate, even though I was bleeding horribly.

    I then ran to the vet with him to have him checked for a microchip. He had no microchip and the vet recommended I bring him to the nearby humane society. The vet also saw my hand and urged me to go to urgent care. He said cat bites always get infected.

    I tried calling the humane society three times, but just got voicemail, even though the recorded hours were within range. So I drove there with the cat.

    When I got there the person in charge refused to take him. She said they didn’t have room. I explained the situation to her, but she still refused and we ended up in a heated discussion for about five minutes. Finally, she said, ā€œFine! Just leave him and go!ā€. So that’s what I did, crate and all.

    I then went to urgent care. They cleaned my wounds and wrapped my hand, gave me a tetanus shot then prescribed an antibiotic.

    That evening, in the middle of the night, I woke up with a slight fever. So that morning I did a virtual appointment with a doctor and he suggested I go to the nearest ER right away.

    When I got off the phone with him I then went to the nearest ER. They then admitted me into the hospital for antibiotic IV, rabies shots and monitoring. Today is now Thursday and I am still at the hospital.

    I had an MRI this evening and tomorrow morning the surgeon will be discussing the results with me. It was suggested that I not eat or drink after midnight tonight in case he determines the infection needs to be drained Friday.

    So, that’s been my week. I hope everybody else’s week went better than mine šŸ˜‚.

  • It’s Hard

    It’s getting to be that time of year when I want to go dormant.

    I don’t have much to say. But I just say have a good fall and winter.

    I don’t mean you’ll never hear from me. Who really knows. Maybe I’ll have something to say tomorrow.

    I wish everybody well.

    I will try to keep up on my reading.

  • Honestly? I Just Wish The World Was In Peace

    The genie grants you a wish. What is it?

    I remember seven (7) years ago being so whacked out on meth, marijuanna + gummy bears, and with all the strange things that were happening, I thought, that what was going on in the world back then was all my fault. All deaths, all airplane crashes, the increase in violence, etc. There was a lot going on.

    Give me a minute, I’ll see if I can find the portion in the book I published just a few weeks before giving the fight up and going into treatment (May 2020). I was bound and determined to prove to everybody that what was happening was real. That everything that was going on back then was real.

    The people who were so convinced I was in a delusional state from meth was my family, and the cops šŸ‘®. The doctors and nurses.

    šŸ˜‚. My CSP worker too. I tried jumping out of his car once when we were driving back home from an appointment that I had (probably for my injection šŸ˜‚).

    I’m not laughing because I think it’s funny. I’m laughing to prevent myself from crying. When I think back on that time I think about how completely fragile and vulnerable I was. How confused I was. I had felt defeated so many times. And I know people on there were hinting at me to just ā€œundoā€ myself.

    I mean, HE kept asking me, ā€œAre you alright? You’re not going to kill yourself are you?ā€.

    I was quite hostile at the same time on that dangerous chemical. It makes people aggressive, angry, hostile, I don’t like bringing this up, but I do have a friend that has lost movement in a portion of her body due to being stabbed by (blank) several times when he was on meth. Sorry, I’m trying to protect privacy.

    That stuff turns people into thieves and liars. It turns them into sexual predators who have sexual fetishes, because meth makes you so ā€œhotā€ that no matter how hard you try you cannot get satisfaction. That’s the embarrassing truth. It’s like an itch you can’t scratch.

    I’m not proud of my sexual experiences back then. It makes me think of animals. Two people slapping together and they don’t even like each other outside of the bed.

    Well, I suppose I should answer the question.

    Finally.

    What I really wish for is world peace. It may sound like I stole Ms Congeniality’s phrase, but it is actually the most important wish. At least I feel anyway.

    All of this hostile stuff was just starting to break out when I was on that chemical and obsessing over tarot. Groups of people kept telling me that I should start a movement. And what do you know, the LBGTQ+ came into the scene.

    I am going to pray about this for a long while. And muster up my courage to go talk to a local church. I can offer spiritual guidance to troubled kids or kids that are seeking. Or, perhaps something of that nature.

    Do I have the want to do that? A part of me says ā€œnoā€. Because if I do this through a church I won’t be able to ….. I’ll be expected to follow their criteria. I’m sure of that. And I’m not in complete agreement with any church. No, I don’t think I’m better. They just don’t want me around as long as I’m doing the things I’m doing. Basically, all my ā€œwitchyā€ things.

    I think it’s time I started to live my life the way I truly feel. Not how I want others to feel. I mean, I would love a few close friends that shared the same or similar beliefs.

    Alright, I just talked myself into some internet research.

    I’ll be back with hopefully some fulfilling information.

    Oh, my wish. it’s still world peace in my book.

    P.S. I’m sorry I have such a hard time staying on topic. My intentions are always good, but I get easily sidetracked by other things that get brought up. You know, some things just bring up memories.

  • Never Claimed To Be Smart Like Google

    What are your favorite side-hustle ideas?

    I know there are people on here who don’t necessarily like me, for whatever their reasons are, I’m okay with that. I was going to move my website to GoDaddy for other’s comfort, as well as my own. But I found out (which I’m sure most, if not all of you knew), GoDaddy uses WordPress as well.

    I know people mock me on here. That’s okay. I never claimed to be anybody ā€œspecialā€. Unless you mean ā€œspecial in the headā€ šŸ˜‚ That’s fine, I’ll accept that. I think it’s okay for me to laugh, even if it may not have anything to do with me at all šŸ˜‚. I laugh at the thought that I think it is. šŸ˜‚

    Back to the question:

    ā€œSide hustleā€, I had to look the statement up on Google. šŸ˜‚ I wasn’t sure if that means ā€œhobbyā€ or ā€œjobā€. So I looked it up and I guess it can be both.

    I guess my favorite side hustle would be….šŸ¤” if I could pick anything, I guess I would love to somehow make some money for writing. Maybe I can write short stories reading tarot cards. ??

    I really do like to write. Just about anything or everything I have experienced I guess. If it helps just one person, then it’s made my day. Lifetime actually.

    And, since I don’t have many nearby friends šŸ˜‚ I write to my WordPress friends.

    Something else I would love to do as a side hustle: Sound Baths. I think I have enough ā€œinstrumentsā€ to do that. I need to educate myself more on YouTube I think. šŸ¤” Also, talk to my local shop. It’s the only local shop in our area. But they know me pretty well now. I’ve already got chakra stones.

    Again, these two things have actually been a daydream of mine. Just to help people.

    People probably want to know, ā€œHelp What?ā€.

    I want to help people spiritually. Not physically, not even emotionally. Just spiritually. Because I believe the spiritual will bring everything else into alignment.

    But, that’s just me.

    Off the subject:

    If people were offended by my video, stating that I felt blessed. I wasn’t saying it just to say it. I was feeling something at the time. It was feeling gratitude. For the things that are going right for me for once.

    I should be giving gratitude every day. Not just days I feel really good. God says to bless him in the storms too. I often forget that part when I am so stuck in my head on those not so good days.

    Hope everyone has a great day.

    Oh, by the way, look what I spent some time on (below). Just a feeling of accomplishment and actually enjoying doing it. It brings me back to myself when I do things I used to enjoy prior to…..to….I’ll just call it ā€œthe depressive eraā€.

    Cyngsoul70
  • Well, I Won’t Lie

    Which relationship has taught you the most about yourself?

    The last ā€œrealā€ relationship has taught me the most. It especially brought out my spirituality.

    It’s hard where I come from. A vast majority of people are Christian or Catholic. Some, somewhat Amish.

    And then there’s me. And maybe the few I may suspect have any connections to my beliefs are younger, and they really don’t want an old lady following them.

    I consider myself a solitary witch. If people were curious. I don’t go by a book. I do what moves me. Everything I do I do with intention. And I believe in harm nothing/no one.

    I don’t cast evil spells. I don’t cast anything but protection spells. And I do that with my crystal spheres and candles and incense.

    A lot of people, or Christian’s may mock at me for these things. Calling them ā€œidolsā€. But I and God are the only people who truly know what my intentions are. And I don’t think it’s anybody else’s business to get in between me and Gods business. I, like everybody else, have a right to my own beliefs.

    We’re truly not going to find out who’s right and who’s wrong until the day of judgement. And so far, everybody thinks they’re right.

  • I Didn’t Understand It, Until I experienced It

    Do you believe in karma?

    And you know what? Yes. I am thankful for that experience as well. It was really hard. I don’t know what kept me going. God. The Universe. My Truth.

    I was quite a fighter back then.

    That doesn’t mean I’m not a fighter now. I’ve just found more productive ways to express it. And sometimes I make an ass out of myself doing it. Ha.

    I’ve experienced the harsh side of karma, for doing things I shouldn’t have been doing. I was being reckless. And insensitive. I own up to my mistakes and flaws. I TRY to do better. And I feel I do.

    Only now, I’m so closed off in the ….. emotions department. …. I’m still trying to find a balance between my mind and my emotions.

  • Well, Either You’re All Gonna Love Me Or You’re All Gonna Hate Me

    How do you write what people actually want to read?

    Here I go again. Embarrassing Myself. Brutally šŸ˜‚

    Cyngsoul70 aka The Wiccan Christian

    If you were not mentioned in the video it’s only because I wasn’t sure how you would feel about it. But this goes out to you as well.

    Peace āœŒļø

  • My Tarot Reading This Morning Brought Me To A Place Of Peace

    With the help of Google AI this morning I was able to see something in the cards – in my thoughts – in my memory – that I had actually seen a few months ago.,,, šŸ¤” And as I think a little harder, it was a question I had asked ā€œJoeā€ in a text probably around the last time I had actually seen him. Actually, I think it was just after the last time I had seen him. That question could’ve given us some definitive closure back then, if we were both honest and aware with each other.

    The question I had asked ā€œJoeā€ in a text the day after we had spent two glorious days together (well, they were glorious in my book) was, ā€œWe definitely have a physical attraction to each other, but what about lifestyle?ā€.

    I feel like I’m closing a chapter in my memoir. And possibly, it may be the ending to my memoir. I don’t want to go into great detail about this newfound revelation, because I don’t want to spoil the ending to my memoir. But after putting all the pieces together; thoughts/feelings/advice/reflections I’m a…. I’m actually quite satisfied with everything this morning.

    The heart of the matter is this: You can love someone, but sometimes circumstances won’t allow for the connection to really thrive. That doesn’t necessarily mean forever, but it’s ā€œjust not in the cardsā€ any time too soon. And maybe never. Energy is fluid, right?

    I did a reading with VisaVersa Tarot this morning. I always go to AI for insight and clarification (yeah, sometimes I still don’t trust my reading abilities, so I look to AI for confirmation). The card placements are in the picture above (if you can find them through the mess on my bedside table). I had to use my bedside table because my cat was crowding me out of my bed šŸ˜‚.

    Anyway, back to point. With things I’ve been hearing from my favorite tarot readers, I think they may have been trying to point this out to me, but I didn’t catch on. Not until this morning, when I did this reading. I will read the placement for the purposes of this blog post:

    1. Overall Energy: Ace of Cups THAT SIDE

    2. Past: Temperance THIS SIDE

    3. Present: 6 of wands THIS SIDE

    4. Future: 10 of cups THIS SIDE

    5. Distant Future: 8 of wands THIS SIDE

    The Ace of cups that side talks about not letting emotions get carried away as it is a time of darkness and something that may look good in the dark, may actually be an illusion that may be seen in the daylight.

    Temperance THIS SIDE could mean a few things, and they all combine together in my situation. I’ve been hearing from people (you know who you are) about earth angels. This is also a card of Sagittarius. And, as well, it speaks of trying to blend two elements together that just don’t mix; like oil and water. I honestly get this. I really do. And I don’t think either person is willing to make a move toward each other. At least not at present. It requires change. Drastic change. I don’t think anybody wants to make a change. For whatever reasons of their own. They just want to continue on their own path of making. And there is seriously nothing wrong with that.

    6 wands THIS SIDE speaks of victory and recognition. Recognition for a job well done, or in my case, connecting the dots (bing).

    10 of cups THIS SIDE, its obvious these two people have feelings for each other, but they both live two different lives, walking two different paths. Neither of them want to cause ruin or pain for the other. As a matter of fact, they want to continue to protect each other’s heart, even if it’s from a distance.

    8 of wands THIS SIDE, there is some kind of movement in the distant future. Possibly movement back toward this connection. Or perhaps just an unexpected message that comes. Whatever it is, I see it as quite a ways away, so I’m not gonna worry about it today. or even tomorrow.

    And that’s my story for the day.

    Peace ā¤ļø