Hello Everyone!

Our newsletter will be short this month. To be short, one of our writers is out recovering from surgery, and another is grieving through a major loss. Life is tough right now. But we want to be real. One of the points of this community is showing up in authenticity. We are not AI based. All of our writing comes from the soul, and when life happens, productivity is affected. That is human.

So to tie us over before releasing the in depth newsletter you are used to, we -anted to send something for July that can act as a bridge before covering our next element: air.

It is interesting that this is happening during this moment. I believe there is no such thing as coincidence. The thing that blocks the balance of air is grief.

Personally, we’ve been grieving. Last month alone the people at our company lost a grandfather and an emotional support pet, a family member’s cancer has returned, a job that promised freedom turned out to be another prison, and more that we don’t need to cover. On top of that we are collectively micro-dosing grief every day with news headline after news headline. People are being kidnapped and disappeared. A concentration camp has been built, and things seem hopeless. Not to mention the rumors and conspiracy that if any one of them turns out to be true puts us in one of the most gut wrenching moments in history.

But our point is not to depress you. Our point is to look you in the eyes through this dumpster fire of an environment and say, “We see you. We see what you’re going through. Our story is your story.” So much loss has occurred this year. Soon, we will rebuild the fire; we will rebuild the tower. But right now, it’s ok to see what is happening and breathe through it. The bridge between fire and air, that is ego and community, is this knowledge that we are collectively in this, together.

This month, we are hosting two events with the name “dream” in the title. On top of that, the new season of Sandman just came out—Dream being the central character in this show. Although we are going through collective unrest, we cannot forget to dream.

We need to look back to the dreamers of history to be inspired. We need the visionaries to speak. This generation is looking for a Martin Luther King Jr, a John Lennon, a Tracy Chapman, or a Mahatma Gandhi.

To my manifestation lovers out there: have a vision and speak it into existence.

So before we get into learning about air next month, lets talk about dreaming and grief.

Have an inspirational story you want to share with our collective? Submit your Witches’ Brew to us by emailing us at [email protected] to start the conversation. Currently looking for submissions. Make your voice heard and link your channels! For reference on what we’re looking for check out the past newsletters.

The Fire element is our drive, motivation, focus, and desires. It’s our powerhouse for energy and our will to exist in this world. It is the soul that wants to accomplish things in material. It is the force that exists behind the veil of physical reality.

Traditionally, shame blocks this center. Shame shatters the courage of the lion, makes the ram question who they are, and causes the centaur to misfire. All things we will discuss in detail later. But without another crucial element, fire cannot thrive.

Fire starves without Air.

Scientifically, this makes sense. With no air, a fire is snuffed. How can an engine run without oxygen? How can we fully put ourselves into our projects or create change with no ideation or joy? Even if the spark of fire is present, even if the passion is wanting to burn, without air, you cannot burn. This is an underlying interaction we must consider. Perhaps it’s not a reconnection to fire you need, perhaps it’s blocked Air.

These past few weeks have shown me the truth about this interaction. Without oxygen, or Air, there is no combustion. There is no Fire.

So, what blocks Air? Air is our community, joy, companionship, and mind. If one of those is affected negatively, grief will set in, and once it does, it blocks off energy to your Solar Plexus/Fire/Willpower.

Once the lightning of grief strikes, you must ground down to your Root and heal. You need Earth Element medicine. You must brave the seas of emotion. You need Water Element medicine.

Rekindling the Fire takes time. Grief takes time.

While writing this, I am reminded of the collective grief humanity is working through currently. We have truly been micro-dosing (and overdosing) grief with constant breaking news. It’s no wonder we are not feeling as connected to our inner fire—it’s being suffocated.

If you have been feeling disconnected from your will, ego, or passions, then perhaps it is because of grief. Seek community, seek joy, find laughter, and don’t disconnect from others.

This story is going to take a personal turn.

In losing my animal companion, I’ve come face to face with grief in the deepest way I have ever felt. Losing a pet is different. It felt like a part of my identity died with her. All projects stopped, all events cancelled, all appointments shut down, and now I am behind on both budget and planning for next month.

For a few days it was a dance with the void of her absence, and for many more I existed as a shell, an earth vessel void of emotion or will. Show up, do the task, leave, cry at the emptiness that was returning home. For ten days I existed without being in my channel or connection to Spirit.

A lot of people don’t know this about me, but before I walked the journey of being able to balance myself with my tools, I was severely depressed and was diagnosed with C-PTSD. Inara was more than a pet, she was my Emotional Support Animal, or ESA.

She was able to walk with me until I had the support and resources to walk on my own.

My grief journey of losing her is the first time I’ve had to deal with anything without her since 2013. I think she made sure I was able to recover on my own before crossing over. This situation is proving to me that understanding the elements works.

Being spiritually sensitive has had its perks in recovery. I still feel her presence constantly, in some ways she’s able to go with me everywhere.

We never lose the connection and the feeling of love we have with our loved ones who cross over. Her sassiness is still present when I grab ice from the freezer, demanding a cube by stomping her foot and making me smile. Her joy lives on by getting to see all she couldn’t see from the house, and yes, her presence still shows up to comfort me when I move through emotions.

In accessing the collective, we access all we love, loved, and ever will love.

On the 13th I went back to my spiritual services.

I had a reiki session that day, and it reminded me of the way I feel when I connect to spirit. I had missed the feeling—the connection to all that is and will be. In that connection, I felt her. She came in and laid under the massage table, just like she did in the physical world. My client started crying as he released some past emotions. I hadn’t said anything, but unknowing to him we both released some grief in that moment as I knew she was with me, helping him.

One of my monthly clients came in for her session randomly that day. I had been blocked by grief for days. I was worried I wouldn’t be able to bypass the heart block, and access my channel. She was the first client I took and I am glad it was her. I said my opening prayer and to my surprise, everything felt normal. In fact, it was one of the best sessions we’ve had because my heart was so sensitive from processing all the grief. We solved a puzzle that had been briefly discussed in other readings in such a huge way that both of us felt the explosion of AH HA! It was such a good feeling to help find the underlying issue to a few of things in her life.

Then, the next day I worked a baby shower. It was so beautiful to see the celebration of the anticipation of life. How carefully orchestrated of the universe to give me the nod that all things are reborn. The way I was able to show up for these clients helped me move through grief, as community and service is a medicine for the Air element.

On the way home, I saw a doe. One of my nicknames for Inara was Doe, because she was quite graceful, and would curl up like a deer does when they sleep. I think this was her way of validating that she’s always going to be here.

I am rebuilding the fire now that I can breathe again. I know the process is ongoing. I discovered at my private tarot club that Egyptians would mourn for 70 days. Capitalism definitely doesn’t make room for that kind of mourning. I am blessed that my work actively helps to heal my grief. By helping my community, I heal. My books are reopened and we’re getting back to it.

I won’t lie, it’s still hard without her physical presence. But as one of my friends keeps reminding me, I can do hard things. She walks with me spiritually now, and this helps the grief. Connection is the cure.

So now is the time to come together to heal grief. Both through presence, and after, action. No matter what you’re going through, the way to heal it is through love, connection, and community.

Blessed be.