If you don’t get that reference- I am sorry. I cannot help you. For your comedy history — please look into that one yourself.
Spring is Liver Season, baby. According to Chinese Medicine, this is when the Liver (aka the planner, the dreamer, the inner strategist) wants to MOVE—emotionally, energetically, physically. Which is beautiful.
If you're feeling big feelings, irritability, random bursts of creativity or tears (or both at the same time?), you're not broken. You're seasonal. (Crying’s an allergy too, right?? RIGHT?)
This is the perfect time to start a journal—
to move the stuck stuff, to vision what's next, to give your spirit somewhere safe to land.
Below are a couple rituals you can do at home or in a group to consecrate your new journal.
You will need:
A journal
art supplies, pens, pencils, pressed flowers if you want
something to smudge with / you can even use your facial toner. Palo Santo, herbs, lavender. Whatever is laying around.
You will first ground yourself. Get still seated or standing. Imagine roots growing out of you, through the floor, into the soil and dirt of earth. Take 3 deep breaths.
Next, take the smudging stick and cleanse your new journal in smoke. Whisper aloud your intentions.
Now, you can write the following in the first few pages, print the documents below or come up with your own version.
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I open this book as a temple.
Not to doctrine—
but to devotion.
Not to rules—
but to remembrance.
With this breath, I consecrate these pages
to the wild agreement my soul made
before this body had a name.
I am the bridge.
Between past and future,
between rage and relief,
between giggle and grief.
I call upon the spirit of my contract—
the one who remembers when I forget.
I invite her to sit beside me
as I write, weep, and wonder.
Let every ink stroke be a reclaiming.
Let every page hold a pulse.
Let this book mirror the spiral path
of coming home.
Now, think of the vows you want to make to yourself as you move forward. Maybe they are tangible goals, maybe you just want to be more present in your life. Here are examples from my personal journal of vows to myself:
I vow the following in breath and bone:
I vow to trust my timing,
even when the world demands urgency.
I vow to choose my own safety,
even when it contradicts expectation.
I vow to let ritual be ridiculous,
to let clown and crone co-create.
I vow to midwife autonomy—mine and others’—
with touch, tenderness, and truth.
May this grimoire hold:
The spells I cast in giggles and grief
The maps my nervous system whispers
The herbs that sing in Yiddish and moonlight
The art that honors pain as portal
Now we BIND! You can do this energetically by imagining a bow going around the journal, or take a string, ribbon of your choosing to bind your journal closed. Say aloud or write the following:
By this flame, by this ink, by this breath—I bind it so.
This grimoire is now an extension of my soul.
A mirror. A chalice. A companion.
I am the keeper.
I am the key.
Below find some downloadable pages and ritual ideas to conse-create a journal (or grimoire if you are feeling witchy!)
As a reminder, I am a tarot reader, dowsing professional, and breathwork facilitator. Feel free to reach out for any of these services. I also hold group events. May this journal equip you to face your goals with humility and strength.