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channeled message from:

Grandma Queenie: Hoodoo Practitioner. Firecracker. Sassy. Feisty. Assertive.

Queenie actually don’t want you to take in too much spiritual information. At some point, you’re gonna reach overload and your nervous system will become dysregulated, you hardheaded child. you start to doubt yourself and you don’t know WHAT to believe. In a way, you’re still seeking control when you’re constantly seeking out information and answers and overly relying on ancestral guidance. You are a human who needs to be apart of the human experience. And to be honest? You have to take the information you’re learning with a grain of salt, girly. Why? Hoodoo is about trusting YOURSELF. It’s about learning to connect with you. Because your ancestors are you, miss girl.

How can you trust yourself if you’re disconnected from your body? If you’re not taking care of your physical body, your intuition and powers become… murky. Did you eat breakfast today? Did you take your medication and vitamins? Have you been around community? When was the last time the sun beamed on your skin or the wind danced on your arms? Queenie is tired of you, miss thang. She knows you’re gonna begin doubting yourself and your power because of your consistent reliance on tarot readings and astrological insights. LIVE. Trust yourself. Trust the signs you are getting. But don’t let it consume you. Don’t hyperfixate on it. Because then this translates to control. You’re no longer surrendering if you’re chasing answers. Flow. Be where you are. Laugh. Travel. Communicate. Pour into you.

Do you think your ancestors were spiritual 24/7? No, bitch. They were fucking their divine partners and drinking and shaking ass and listening to Dirty Blues music. You have permission to do that, too. They’re actually begging you to— with discernment, of course. One of them actually wants you to masturbate. You haven’t given yourself pleasure in a while. She wants you to do your hair and wear your finest clothes and show that body off. Buy a new dildo. You know masturbation can be meditation too, right? Are you dancing like a video vixen in your crib, or are you diving into spiritual topics every single day Tap into that sensuality. We don’t want a blocked sacral chakra. You think you’re overstimulated and you need to listen to soundbowl music while meditating… whole time all yo ass needs to do is bust a nut. Whole time all you need to do is move your body and hit the gym.

Queenie don’t want you to have a disconnection from that body of yours. It’s inherited from her. Those hips, that ass? It’s all from her. Fuck is you hiding it for? Too much baggy clothing. Too much covering it up. Get back to old you. Show the world what you working with. Look in the mirror and speak life into it. Masturbate in the mirror and speak life into your pussy. Because it is in fact, divine.

And after you begin to do this? Watch how everything will effortlessly flow to you. Meditate. Ground yourself. Be in the moment. Relax. Give yourself orgasms and shout some affirmations or manifestations as you nut. That’s what Queenie wants you to do. She’d never steer you wrong.