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How I Combine Magic Systems In Spellwork

Hello friends! Here is our question for the day: how are Chris Baty, Ancestry DNA, and animal bones all connected? You’re about to find out! So let’s take a journey and I’ll walk you through it.

I know it’s been a little while since I posted anything new. With the school semester and with family and several trips I’ve taken since it has just been a very busy few months! As those of you who have been following me for some time maybe aware, this is the month of our Lord and Savior Chris Baty! It’s NaNoWriMo Time!

You may be wondering what the title of this post and National Novel Writing Month have to do with one another but rest easy because I will explain it all.

This year I’m working on a series of short stories that are centered around North American cryptids (and for those of you who may not be aware, we have some weird and wacky ones, melting pot of the world that the U.S. is). Included in several of those short stories are bits and pieces of different Folk Magics, especially Appalachian Folk Magic or what is also called Granny Magic.

Weirdly specific right? But stick with me. Remember this is a journey!

When I started delving into my Ancestry DNA results and my family tree I noticed that, with the exception of a few outliers, the majority of my family has lived in the Appalachian region since my ancestors came to the US. It made me curious about what kind of traditions that they may have had and, as a practicing Pagan, what kind of belief systems they may have shared. This is what led me down the rabbit hole that is Appalachian Folk Magic!

Still with me?

Unconnected to my ancestry but still tied in with my own practice is the use of bone casting sets for divination and communicating with Spirit allies and Ancestors. My very first magical teacher other than my own intuition was a lovely lady whose own practice was very hoodoo based. Has anyone who has been a devout student of anything over time can tell you, we each end up collecting pieces of the teachings of those that have instructed us. It’s kind of like an ancestry on its own really. An ancestry of knowledge rather than blood.

So because of that influence, my own practice tends to lean into Conjure and root work just as much as it does Kemeticism and Indigenous Spiritually (thanks to my Elder, Standing Bear of the Fishing Lake First Nation).

Bone casting comes from the Conjure side of things originally. It’s something that I wasn’t very eager to get into because, and don’t make fun of me for this, it just felt very teenage edge lord for me. Like those try hard kids that try to convince people that bear real life vampires and spend too much time and Hot topic harassing the associates. If you know the kind of person I’m talking about, you know.

But regardless of my plans for my practice, Spirit will have it’s say at the end of the day and honestly the best we can do is just get out of our own way.

Now that we’ve seen how all of those things are connecting for me right now, let’s get back to the main topic at hand.

So magic systems!

What do I mean whenever I say something is a magic system? As I think of it, and Magic system is something like the use of crystals, the use of tarot or candle magic or runes. Methods of doing a working that each have their own set of rules and ways of use that are inherently disconnected from other systems and methods.

One of the things that my hoodoo teacher taught me during our first tarot class was that these magic systems don’t necessarily have to remain separate. She was a big fan of using dice casting and pendulums in conjunction with her tarot reading which I always thought was very fascinating! I’d never seen someone combine them in that way before.

Here is a picture or five of one of the spell workings I have ongoing right now.



This work has to be done consecutively for 7 days in a row for the first part of the Working and then another seven for the second part. As any good practitioner knows, I won’t be telling you what the Working is for because I don’t want to risk dispelling and undoing it after putting in so much time and effort! However that doesn’t mean that I can’t break down the pieces of the working for you to explain what’s going on and what you’re looking at.



This working in particular combines candle magic, crystals, my bone casting set, a bell and incense, the calling upon of Ancestors and Spirit Allies as well as prayer. At the base of the largest candle, between the amethyst and quartz, you’ll see I’ve left a little offering there as well for those who may come to aid me in the Working.



After all, not even Spirit wants to work for free! They will occasionally do volunteer work but everybody does their work more happily whenever they’re being paid for their services.

I’m using cards from three separate Oracle decks here: the Isis Oracle which has been a favorite of mine for many years now and was my very first Oracle deck; the Halloween Oracle deck, which is actually my go-to-deck right now; and in the center beneath my bones is a card from my Everyday Witch Oracle deck.



One of the first things you may notice about my bone casting set is that it’s not actually all bone! And it doesn’t have to be. Many bone casting sets include things like stones and fossils, both of which are present in mine, but also small knick knacks and curios. Two of the pieces that aren’t bone are actually from my great-grandmother’s sewing kit that was passed down through the women of my family and eventually made its way to me! In that way, my ancestors keep a solid foothold in any Works and castings that I use this set for.


Another piece is Blue Glass which is used for trapping nosy or invasive Spirits, and the last is a spent bullet casing. I didn’t realize till I picked it up but the small evil eye bead that is also part of the set was inside the bullet casing at the time so it’s not in the picture but it’s there! There’s also a bell because I’ve always been told that bells are the voices of the goddess on the physical plane.

The coral, stones, and fossils are pretty easy to connect with bones. The bleached coral piece and the fossils were once living things, the parts of them left behind after Time had it’s say, and what is a stone if not the bones of the very Earth itself?

Every practitioner is going to have their own opinions and beliefs as far as they’re chosen magical systems go. Some may believe that a bone set should only contain bones. Some may have no bones in their sets at all! Some may prefer not to combine methods like I do and some may combine methods that I’ve never heard of or experienced myself!

I’m always very curious to see what other people are doing and experiencing in their own practices so if you would like to please share with me here in the comments! I love learning about new methods or even new opinions on the same old tried and true ones and I’d certainly love to hear yours!

Sorry if this was a little rambly, it got away from me a little bit but I can’t help but have fun whenever I’m talking about these kinds of topics! It also doesn’t hurt that this blog post counts towards my nanowrimo word count. 50k, let’s gooooo!

Also, are you participating in this yearly writing chaos speed run? If you are, let me know and let’s do a word sprint or something!

Also also, sorry if there are any grammar or spelling mistakes. I usually try to be pretty diligent about them but after all, this is November. Editing is for next month. 😉

With Peace and Passion,
Ta! ✌️

Bliggety Blogs · WakingWitches & WanderingWunderkammer

Happy Yule and Merry Solstice Tide!

Don’t mind my pinkie! This was Daddy Maxwell working on getting our Yule logs burning! We burned two, one that I actually put together and decorated with Holly, oranges, pine, dried apples, pennies, and inscribed runes on the wood, alongside my bestie! This year is her first celebrating Yule officially so many blessings to you, sister! We also had some of that delicious fizzy juice while we gathered and played around the fire because who doesn’t love a holiday classic, am I right? 😉
Little Maxwell’s learning time for today! We practice our writing by writing a letter to Santa! I wrote the sentences out that she wanted to say and then she copied them down. This is often called copy work but that doesn’t mean it can’t be fun! We even found an address in Finland where you could actually send your letters to Father Christmas. 🙂
We also made Lego Dot friendship bracelets!

Yule for us is a day of joy, of family and of hygge. We share treats and we have lots of snuggling! We play games together, sing carols (paganized of course! XD), and enjoy time making handcrafted gifts for family members. We get to pick one gift from under our tree to open but the gift opening is very much secondary to the time spent together. I made us a wonderful lunch that we sat down at the table for and we did crafts like making a homemade Lego snow globe!

Of course there are special magical things that we do to honor the return of the Sun. Along with our sparklers, we ring bells to harald in the return of the light. We see the long night, not as a time of darkness but of necessary rest and recuperation, of reflection. We think on the trials of the year and of the new adventures spread out ahead. We remember those that left us but also rejoice that we can still keep them in our day to day as our Ancestors, our beloved dead who never truly leave us.

Clean crisp air, the child almost burning your lungs. The smell of smoke from the fire and the warmth of snuggling beneath a big blanket together while we watch a movie or play a game. Getting to feel your heart grow two sizes at the joyful exuberance of a little one when they bite into that tasty treat or unwrap a gift you made our picked out just for them.

Yule is the first day of the cold times, the lean times, but also a day of joy to share with those you love. That is what this season means to us. What does Yule mean to you? Do you have any traditions for this time of year, whatever way you may celebrate? Let us know in the comments!

With Peace, Passion, and Joy to the World.

Share the Light, Sisters and Brothers.

Ta!

Parenting · WakingWitches & WanderingWunderkammer

Which Card Will It Be?

Little Maxwell choosing her card of the day after seeing me do it. But she couldn’t pick just one! There were way too many pretty ones! So she picked a whole stack! The card decks featured are the Everyday Witch Oracle, the Everyday Witch Tarot, the Halloween Oracle (that’s the black cat card you can see next to her hand), and last but certainly not least, the Isis Oracle deck.

These are all personal favorites of mine that I certainly recommend, especially if you’re looking for a deck that really speaks to you. These all use imagery that’s fairly easy to understand and conceptualize and out of all of the decks that I’ve seen and used over the years, these have my favorite imagery of all, especially the Halloween Oracle and the Everyday Witch Oracle. 10 out of 10 definitely recommend! 🙂

Primary

A Birthday Fundraiser For Lymphoma!

My dad is going through radiation treatment for Non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma right now. He just started to lose his hair and it’s been a really hard road for him this year. We’re Tennessee natives and it would really mean a lot for our community to show up for the good for him right now. Our family is very close and so my parents don’t have many wants so instead of raising money for them directly, I’d like to do this fundraiser my birthday this year. If you would like to donate to them directly for his treatments or needs, however, Venmo to @CMcRey. Thank you to everyone for your consideration and please be your most well. ♥️

https://www.facebook.com/donate/1547523055579788/?fundraiser_source=external_url

Adventures In Unschooling · Eco-Loving Living! · Primary

A State Park & Our Latest Snapshots!

These are some snaps from our last month of our unschooling and homesteading journey! We took a field trip to one of our local state parks this month so join us on our adventure! Maybe you’ll get some ideas for things to do with your own children or even for yourself. Ta!

This was an activity about dental hygiene. Learning about how to care for our teeth! We started with some yellow and orange squares for teeth, an old toothbrush and some white “toothpaste”paint! Lots of fun!
Our blueberries! Little Maxwell’s new favorite outside snack. 🙂
This is a really cool dry erase kindergarten learning book. 🙂 Today, we practiced letters and numbers!
Our first tomato flowers! Our whole homestead is in bloom and every day things are different. Bigger, brighter, and more magnificent than the day before. Every day is a new treasure to feast the spirit upon!

These are our snapshots from our morning spent at Radnor Lake State Park! The area truly was a vision of beauty, a wildlife reserve for so many species! We saw so many wonderful things and I would love to go back! Maybe on a day when the temperature wasn’t set to Broil though!

Nothing says ‘FUN’ like adventures with friends!
A bracket fungus! I…think. Honestly, I’d never seen one like this so if anyone can chime in, please do!
A particularly droopy mushroom on a fallen tree!
This was an enormous uprooted tree! This black snake found it to be a particularly nice resting place.
While watching these turtles, we ended up counting ten of them! There were so many hanging out on these looks in the water that I couldn’t even get them all in frame.
“Exxxcusssse me. Do you have time to hear about our lord and ssssssavior, Lord Voldemort?”
The Littles were so concerned because they thought this little worm-friend was hurt. ❤️

We had such a wonderful adventure together! I would definitely recommend seeing if you have any state or national park nearby. It really makes for an amazing and educational day!

With Peace and Passion!

Ta!

Bliggety Blogs · Poems, Songs, and Shorts

Moon Dance

The same stars that did shine down
Upon midnight adventures into darkened fields as a girl,
Do watch over like silent guardians to wait upon the wings,
As I dance beneath them with not faithful friend
But blessed daughter.
Time stands as the great illusion,
Twirling and twining in on itself
Like the fair curl of a child’s head.
I see it now so poignantly,
All that I have been was always meant to be.

With Peace and Love.

Ta!

Bliggety Blogs · Poems, Songs, and Shorts · Primary · WakingWitches & WanderingWunderkammer

Wee Heathens Bedtime Stories #1

The Moth and The Butterfly

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This is just one of the bedtime stories that I came up with to tell Little Maxwell before bed. I came up with this one on of our daily walks, picking up trash on the roads of our neighborhood. It was that time of the summer when the butterflies were out in spades and it inspired a talk about how I’ve always believed that moths were just nighttime butterflies. They aren’t bright and colorful, sure, but it’s because they don’t need to be. They fly at night when it’s dark!

That talk, however, gave me the inspiration for this story. Enjoy!

The Moth and The Butterfly

Once upon a time,

there was a Goddess who lived alone in her vast moonlit kingdom. Her beauty made the stars shine and the night flowers reach up toward her unerring light each night that she passed by their meadows. She stroked their petals lovingly, trailing her fingers over their feather-soft flesh. The birches would bow as she glided by, the willows dancing in her presence. The Oak-Mothers* straightened proudly, showing off the strong branches she had crafted them and their plentiful children clinging to their leafy gowns.

The shining Goddess was kind and soft, adoring of all of her creations, but for all of the love she had for the flowers, the stars, and the trees, she was alone. Never had she seen another who was like her. Never had she encountered another who could create as she did.

Until one shining night, when her light became shadowed by the form of…another.

He stood, watching her from afar as if she were some dazzling and curious bloom. The God was tall and strong. There were antlers set high and proudly upon his crown. The stranger stood with a carved spear of yew in one hand and a garb made of some sort of fine, silky brown pelt. He did not approach at first, simply watching her as if trying to decide what manner of being he had stumbled upon. She could understand the feeling.

The Goddess’ heart leapt with joy at the sight of another being such as she. The earth burst forth and bore forth the most dazzling array of poppies and violets that had ever been seen, her power boiling over at the happiness within her heart. When a playful vine of morning glory coiled softly up his spear, the light leaves sprouting forth a single purple flower, she gave him, at last, a soft smile.

He gave her one in return and quietly came to sit by her side.

In the short time that they had together, the two laughed and talked more than the Goddess could ever remember doing before. Unfortunately, it was not to last.

A troubled frown spread over the God’s brow after some time.

The light of the Goddess was growing ever brighter by the moment. His time with her had come to an end.

In his last moment before he disappeared back into the wilds, the God gave his shining love a single, chaste kiss. A kiss that left a spark of magic tingling upon her lips.

His presence left her both bright in body but sad in spirit. If it had been such a very long time since she had seen him that first time, how long would she have to wait until he came back into her life? Would he ever come back into her view again?

Desperate to find some ray of normalcy, she did the one thing that she always did. She grasped that spark of magic that he had left behind and created.

Instead of her usual array of blooming things and greenery, though, what came forth from that tiny spark was a tiny…creature. It was soft and delicate, like the finest flower. More fragile than the night-blooming cereus, more vibrant than a red poppy bud. It was his kiss, brought back to her in the beautiful winged form of a small creature no larger than her palm. It had wings, brightly colored as any wild flower, and powdered like pollen had landed on their flat surface. Two tiny antennae shifted lightly from atop it’s rounded black head.

She decided to call this diminuitive winged thing a butterfly. And already, she had a particular purpose in mind for it. A purpose she knew then, that had been in her heart all along.

The Goddess sent the creature out with a message painted across it’s fine downy wings. She sent her messenger out to find the God that she had come to adore.

Bright and beautiful, her messenger was perfectly suited for the sunny day where the God did dwell.

Until it returned, she traversed her lands of the night as always: alone but with a fervent wish within her breast.

And return the butterfly did, but not alone.

Her kiss-creation came back with another. Another winged, delicate thing that flitted amongst the moonbeams, a creature so intent on her that it was her very light that gave it direction. As the pale, soft one alighted on her outstretched hand, it whispered to her of its name and its purpose.

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Moth,’ came the voice, so light that the night breeze nearly carried it off and away.

Masterpiece,’ the Goddess sang back, joy blooming in her heart because beneath the lightly furred exterior of moth’s body, she could see the same kiss magic that had been gifted to her.

Moth and Butterfly fluttered about and played together amongst the flowers of the field, a joining even if only in bond, for they were each made from the same shared spark of magic. A kiss shared very briefly between a Goddess and her God.

From that day on, the two winged beauties carried messages of love back and forth between their creators, carrying their kisses across the earth. At least, until the next eclipse when the Goddess and her love may be reunited again, even if only for that brief moment when moon and sun are joined in the sky.

So next time you see a moth or a butterfly, don’t think of them as a pest or a thing to be captured for its beauty. They are messengers of the Goddess and God and you never know. They could be carrying a kiss back to a lonely heart in that very moment.

Fin.

With Peace and Passion!

Ta!

Bliggety Blogs · Primary

COVID-19: Ask Not What You Can Do But What We Can Do

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In all of the turmoil, fear, and uncertainty, we are all facing some of our darkest days. Information is rampant and widespread, much of it helpful and some of it, unfortunately, not.

However, that’s actually not what I want to talk about today. Today, I don’t want to talk about what we need to do to keep ourselves safe and healthy no matter what the circumstance comes to. I want to talk about what we can do for each other. Obviously, I’m not saying going door-to-door. What I mean is, what we can do for each other here in this online space.

Something I hadn’t heard of yet was a support group for those not just affected by the COVID/Corona virus but for everyone. Everyone who’s dealing with this fear and uncertainty about what tomorrow might bring. I want to establish a place where anyone and everyone is free to go and talk about what their experience is. What they’re afraid of, what they’re dealing with and also a place that we can go to share this time with others and share support with our fellow human beings.

No matter where you’re from, what borders exist between us, or other lines that we may draw between people and places.

So, here on Little Journeys Everywhere, it’s my mission to create a place where all of this can come together. Where all of us can come together. Because right now, the situation is such that we need each other now more than ever before. We need to support, understand, and share with each other more than ever before, possibly in our history.

It’s my prayer that this sort of support group will help many of us, my own family included, get through the heartache, loneliness, depression, and isolation that can come from illness, distance, and quarantine. So we are going to be launching a social media network support system just for you so that we can all come to the other side of this together.

There is another side to this and we will get there.

Have no doubt about that.

Come join us as we launch the Before The Dawn: A Corona Virus Support Group and leave your stories, testimonials, or words of hope, comfort, and support. It will also be a place where we can put resources and stories of hope for those who need them. Before the Dawn is a community that will be open to all, unmonetized, free of politics, fingerpointing, or bullying. It will be a place that, despite quarantines or borders, everyone can come together no matter your level of affectedness.

I implore those of you who have counseling training or experience to reach out and offer your aid whether it is in Before the Dawn or anywhere else!

Before the Dawn will be on Facebook, Tumblr, and Instagram, and will be linked on our Little Journeys pages. Look for those in the next 24 to 48 hours. The Facebook page can already be found here: https://www.facebook.com/groups/539367610029409/ .

Here on the blog main, I will also be posting ways for you and your families (especially our poor kids) to get through times of quarantine as well as other resources to offer all of us hope and just a little bit of security until we can reach that other side.

But until then, let me leave with this:

With Peace and Hope,

Ta!

Primary · WakingWitches & WanderingWunderkammer

Everyday Witch Tarot Deck: My Tarot Take-Away!

I knew from the moment that I picked this deck up that I was in complete love with it. That’s right, my peeps! Today, I bring you my feels on the Everyday Witch Tarot! At long last. Yes, I know that you’re probably wondering what the hell took me so long and that, dear Journeyers…is a very good question.

It’s been a slow few weeks, okay?

The Everyday Witch Tarot was the fourth deck that I’d bought or been gifted so I wasn’t exactly new to the cards at that point. It was a gift from Daddy Maxwell for my birthday last year after I discovered it at a local metaphysical shop.

I love using the Everyday Witch Tarot in conjunction with the Everyday Witch Oracle. It’s been reading well for me and I remember, when opening it for the first time, there was this feeling of…rightness. If you’ve ever bonded with a deck, you’ll know exactly what I mean. That’s not to say that everyone will mesh well with the Everyday Witch tarot. Every person is different, every deck is different, every witch is different. For me, though, this one is golden!

The scenes and characters have both a medieval fantasy yet somehow modern feel to them, the colors bright and images beautifully illustrated. Another creation of the talented Elizabeth Alba and written by Deborah Blake, this deck is a point of pride for any tarot collector’s hoard. I love the motorcycle riding Chariot card!

My only point of contention would be the lack of diversity in the characters and art. I love the quirkiness of it all and the cats that feature somewhere in almost every card. However, there’s a certain repetition in it. It’s very…white. Given the wide breadth of witches from cultures worldwide (is there any culture that doesn’t have the witch in one form or another?), it would have been so cool to see the hoodoo queens of the south and the bokor of Haiti.

I do think it’s fascinating that each suit tells a story. This was something I knew was true of the Rider-Waite tarot but the Everyday Witch deck makes it far easier to suss out that narrative for the average reader.

Needless to say, the Everyday Witch decks have quickly become my go-to decks, pushing my standard Rider-Waite to the side with little trouble at all. It’s, without a doubt, the one I reach for time and time again. The light, fun illustrations are simply magical and I hope to enjoy the Everyday Witch Tarot and Oracle decks, as well as Deborah Blake and Elizabeth Alba’s other products, for many years to come!

With Peace and Passion.

Ta!

Bliggety Blogs · Poems, Songs, and Shorts

A Little Pagan Songbook: Same S**t/Complicated

Hello, hello! So todays song is an older one but its message holds even stronger than ever in 2020. We are listening to Same Shit/Complicated by Kimya FREAKING Dawson.

If you aren’t at all familiar with this female fantastique, Kimya and her bands The Moldy Peaches and Antsy Pantsy headlined, and in fact performed over half of the songs on the soundtrack, of the 2007 movie Juno. Just tonight, while writing this piece, I learned that Kimya also did a spectacular collaboration with another of my favorite singers, Regina ‘Voice-Like-Freaking-Bells’ Spektor! It is called “Fire” from the Hidden Vagenda album and listen to me now.

Stop it.

Stop reading this and go listen to it right now. I’ll wait.

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Done? Good. Now back to Kimya.

kimya dawson.
Photography by the amazing Jason Saul!

This talent bombshell has released seven solo studio albums. SEVEN. That doesn’t even include the songs she has done with both of her bands or the TWENTY PLUS collaborations she’s done with other artists, including an entire album with Aesop Rock as well as performing at Carnegie Hall with John and Hank Green.

Today we’re talking about one song in particular and that is her piece Same Shit/Complicated on the album Thunder Thighs. While this, unlike our previous two songs in this series, isn’t neccessarily “pagan” per se, there are one or two pagan themes, and this song has made a big impact to me on a deeply emotional level.

The video included here is a live recording of Kimya singing it and it’s even better than the studio version, in my honest opinion. There’s just something about watching her sing it herself that shows how truly from the heart it comes. The lyrics speak to a struggle of values: money over passion; earth over gain. But then a few lines later, Kimya takes all of that and turns it on its head by making it clear how people are all people and we can’t define people by how they look on the outside.

We are all, well…Complicated.

Listen to it yourself and let us know what you think in the comments!

Lyrics provided by songlyrics.com!

Same Shit/Complicated

You were looking down at them, they were looking down at you
You were starched and pressed, they were all disheveled
They were holding hands, They were ragamuffins and they said
“I know we’re not fancy but we’re on the same level
We’ve got plans, big plans! We’re gonna change the world
All you care about is dollars, that doesn’t make sense
All you do is hit snooze, watch the news, buy shoes, drink booze
Make money feel spent and
Day after day after day, it’s the same shit
Day after day after day, it’s the same shit
Day after day after day, it’s the same shit
Day after day after day after day after day.

Then you look at them without batting an eye and say
“Hey little hippie, let your freak flag fly
Why don’t you go smoke a bowl in your best tie-dye?
Get a tattoo of a dancing bear holding a peace sign
You can talk the talk but when it comes to real change
Are you and all your little friends exactly the same?
You sit around in potlucks, pointing fingers, placing blame
Drinking kombucha and eating tempeh and
Day after day after day, it’s the same shit
Day after day after day, it’s the same shit
Day after day after day, it’s the same shit
Day after day after day after day after day.

If you are judging them while they are judging you
And you think that makes them assholes, maybe you’re an asshole too
Do we argue with each other until we both turn blue or
Find similarities in what we like and what we do?
Yeah, just because someone does not look like me
Doesn’t mean they are a clone or a sheep
Maybe they like their job and they’re living their dream
And they love their friends and their family
Yeah, some people thrive between nine and five
And feel like they’re choking if their neck’s not tied
And some people feel as if they’re gonna die if
Their seams aren’t straight and their shoes not tied
Some people like business, some people like numbers
Some people grow organic heirloom cucumbers
And only feel free with their hands in the dirt
In a pair of old jeans and their favorite t-shirt
Some people feel enslaved when they have a boss
Some people without one feel totally lost

To make this world work, it takes all different kinds
We all have different tastes, different strengths, different minds
So it doesn’t make sense to generalize
And it doesn’t make sense to judge with our eyes
We need more compassion, we need to be kind
If you open your heart, you might like what you find
Cause there are some nice bus drivers, and there’s some mean bus drivers
And there’s some nice cops in Madison, Wisconsin
And there’s some nice teachers, and there’s some mean teachers
Just because you got a mean teacher doesn’t mean all teachers suck
And no one is nice all the time, no one is mean all the time
Think about what someone’s going through that’s making them be mean to you
Like maybe their pet gerbil died and they are really sad inside
Or maybe they got in a fight with someone that they really liked
Or maybe they are really shy, don’t know how to socialize
May just want to run and hide, not saying that it’s justified
But if we learn to empathize, the resentments will vaporize
Situations metamorphize before our very eyes
Then the need to stereotype will become outdated
When we realize that everyone is really complicated
We are all so complicated
We are all so complicated
I am also complicated
I am also complicated

I’m a black mom, a lactivist, a home-owning punk
It’s been over a decade since the last time I got drunk
I drive a mini-van, and I’ve got junk in the trunk
I think Danny DeVito is a total hunk
I like revisiting the shit my therapist helps me remember
Being friends with someone for a long time, still not knowing their gender
I fight for equal rights, and I fight for inner peace
And I pray to the dead for the gratitude I need
I’ve got chickens in my backyard and a little garden plot
I really hate commercials but I got a slap-chop
Cause I’m a sucker for a remix, let me tell you what
By the time that I am finished, you are gonna love these nuts
I’m a little bit pop culture, a lot bit DIY
I don’t know the definition of TMI
I write poems about my period, post pictures of my log
If you don’t like body functions, you shouldn’t read my blog
My husband’s a musician from the mountains in France
He wrote me a song, we did interpretive dance
Then he knocked me up, now we have the coolest kid
Yeah, hooking up with him’s the smartest thing I ever did
And I feel like I can fly when I’m on roller skates
I get a little high when I eat dried dates
I feel like I’m unloading when I’m loading up the car
I feel like I’m exploding when I’m holding my guitar
I don’t understand what numbers have to do with success
Or what sales have to do with happiness
Unless they’re the kind of sails that will carry me to sea
Where my grandma and grandpa are waiting for me
I never thought I’d make it to 25, now I’m 37 and I’m glad that I’m alive
If I ever need a tour bus, I’m still gonna drive
Cause I looking out the windshield as the world goes by
Looking out the windshield as the world goes by
Yeah, looking out the windshield as the world goes by
Now I’m 37 and I’m glad that I’m alive
And I like looking out the windshield as the world goes by

With Peace and Passion!

Ta! ❤