Category: Magical Musings

  • How I Started Seeing Energy

    How I Started Seeing Energy

    One of my favorite books as a baby witch was Energy Essentials for Witches and Spellcasters by Mya Om.

    It’s been over a decade since I’ve read it, so I think I got the following exercise from that book? Anyway, I clearly remember sitting in my dining room with a rock, an orange, and a plastic toy lined up on the table.

    I was determined not to leave my chair until I could feel the energy emitted by each item—and bonus, until I could sense the difference between them with my eyes closed.

    I remember racing into the other room, scaring the crap out of my partner with “Oh holy shit you are not going to freakin’ believe what just happened the energy of an orange feels totally different than the energy of a rock and you can like actually feel it with your actual hands oh my god.” 😲

    Turns out, that simple exercise flipped a deeply buried switch in my brain. Within days, I was seeing energy whenever people talked. Not with my literal eyeballs—that came later—but in my mind. Colors and densities and textures flowed along precise channels, slamming into roadblocks and finding workarounds (or not).

    And with those pictures came insights:

    “Their creative energy keeps trying to flow into Project A, but they reroute it into that other ‘acceptable’ thing where it completely fizzles out.”

    “They’re trying to force an entire ocean’s worth of energy through a garden hose, and that thing’s about to burst.”

    “Until they talk to their partner about That Thing, their energy bubbles up whenever they’re together, and they instigate a fight about something else to release the pressure.”

    My First Year of Witch School

    A couple years later when I enrolled in a four-year witch school, one of our “undergrad” exercises was learning to see auras. A friend and I went to an empty pavilion overlooking a wetland, unrolled a picnic blanket, and took turns staring at each other very, very hard.

    And eventually…it worked! I was shocked!

    We both saw blotches and smears and ribbons of color within and around each other’s auras.

    Unlike with my mind pictures, these colors felt more external, like I was maybe actually seeing them with my eyeballs. 👀 But it took so much concentration—like, headache-inducing effort—that it didn’t feel worth it, especially when my mind pictures were readily available. The aura juice just wasn’t worth the squeeze.

    Just Add Tarot?

    Around this time, I met a Roma woman at a friend’s party who eventually became a close friend—and my first tarot teacher.

    What I hadn’t expected was how tarot would interact with my mind pictures. The shift wasn’t noticeable right away; I was too bogged down in homemade tarot flashcards and trying to learn the “correct” meanings.

    But the more I did readings for friends, and as I expanded to do readings for strangers, my mind pictures kicked into overdrive, specifically when the querent was describing the situation they wanted a reading on. As they spoke, the energy flow would appear, but in a very specific form: a tarot card spread.

    For instance, “They’re trying to force an entire ocean’s worth of energy through a garden hose, and that thing’s about to burst,” would appear as a hose-like column of cards, followed by a row of cards blocking that energy from going where the querent wanted it to go.

    Each card within the spread was a portal of understanding, revealing why it was so tempting to fall into the garden-hose pattern and how to unkink it.

    When I was viewing tarot cards as glorified flashcards, as mnemonic devices to trigger remembrance of the “correct” meanings, this dynamic layer was hidden from me. But all along, the cards were capable of mapping those energy flows in my mind, allowing me to literally spread them out on the table and explore the flows from every possible angle.

    (Btw, I show you how to do this—how to translate reading questions into energy-mapping spreads—in The Art of Intuitive Tarot.)

    My Spidey Sense Deepens

    Creating a spread based on a question’s energy was just the teaser, apparently, because the cards had another surprise in store for me.

    Once I was using tailor-made spreads, I began to notice how the energy flowed within a single card and how it flowed between cards within a spread. This unlocked an entire secret garden of insights! Not only were these super handy for my clients, they made readings so freakin’ fun for me. I felt like Indiana Jones, discovering lost energy temples! Minus the snakes!

    If you’re new to seeing energy, tarot cards are a fantastic way to practice reading these flows, because they don’t move around like humans do, and they’re not offended if you stare at them for lengthy periods of time with a constipated look of concentration.

    (And yep, I also show you how to read the energy within and between cards in The Art of Intuitive Tarot.)

    A Stinky Energetic Swamp

    There’s actually a reason I’m telling you this now, and it’s not just that I love to talk about tarot and energy.

    A few weeks ago, I hit a concrete wall with my romance revisions. I am sooooo damn close to the finish line on The Magician and the Labyrinth of Yesterdays, but I found my energy pooling and stagnating in a scene right before the climax sequence. 😩

    I tried revising it four different ways, but none of them had that special spark that tells me the scene is working. I tried skipping it, intending to revisit it in the next and final draft, but the scene was too load bearing.

    Until I figured out how I was going to fix it, too many things downstream would have to change, and saving all of that for my last draft felt like a tangled-up mess.

    Cue: My Spirit Guides

    It became clear that my energy wanted—needed—to flow into something else, just for a short while, and one night after work, I dropped into meditation and put out an SOS to my spirit guides. We gathered in the cozy study of my astral sanctuary, and my guides laid it all out on the table.

    Ninety percent of their advice made total sense. I could roughly sum it up as follows: STOP TRYING TO DO ALL THE GODDAMN THINGS.

    Which, fair. So I took a weed whacker to my to-do list.

    But their last idea seemed completely counterintuitive, literally the last thing I would ever do if I wanted to trim down my tasks. They told me to create a podcast.

    Granted, not a forever podcast that would wreak havoc on my short-burst Human Design Projector energy stores. Just a limited series with a very specific focus, one that I could, if I wanted to, repeat each time I neared the sloggy home stretch of a book.

    They even tempted me with a title: Will I Ever Finish This F@#king Book?

    What did I do?

    As is often the case when my guides give me a good idea, I proceeded to ignore it for a week. A podcast? Me?! Now?!?

    But the idea had me by the collar and wouldn’t set me down.

    I was wary—oh my god, so wary—that my perfectionism would kick in and I’d turn it into A Massive Thing, one that would have me finishing my book in the summer of 2035.

    I dug my heels in harder.

    Me vs. My Guides

    My guides are nothing if not persistent (guess they’d have to be after working with me for 10+ years 😅).

    So did I do it? Did I create a limited run, super focused podcast without rousing my Perfectionism Beastie?

    The answer will land in your inbox next Tuesday! (At least, it will if you’re on my mailing list.)

    See you then.

  • How to astral travel (with tarot cards)

    How to astral travel (with tarot cards)

    In our final installment of the Tarot & Tesseracts Creative Season, Margot breaks down some mind-bending magical theory. Grab a cup of tea…


    Research Journal of Margot Takada

    February 18

    I was at Germaine’s last night for my Wednesday lessons, and of course I told him about the ​Freaky Light Web​. He’s probably the only person I can tell. Maybe Ev, but I’m not quite ready to test that theory. We probably need to hang out a couple more times before I reveal just how strange the skeletons in my closet are.

    Germaine, true to form, didn’t even blink as I described actual lines of light streaming out of my tarot cards. But he was surprised when I told him this only happened after doing Hinton’s higher-dimensional exercises. Since he was the one who turned me on to Hinton in the first place, I’m guessing he was a little put out that he hadn’t made the discovery himself.

    At any rate, we decided to ditch my normal lessons so Germaine could tell me about mnemonic devices. And we’re not talking the grade school variety. You know the kind—Please Excuse My Dear Aunt Sally. I can’t even remember what that stood for. Something to do with math?

    Anyhow, according to Germaine, a true mnemonic device is far more powerful than a memory tool, though it is related to memory.

    Let me back up.

    First things first: Giordano Bruno. Back in the Italian Renaissance, Bruno developed the concept of a memory palace to help him retain large amounts of information.

    Let’s say you’re giving a long-ass lecture at Oxford, and you don’t want to read off a stack of notes. (Because if you’re Bruno, you’d rather spend your energy antagonizing the Oxford scholars in attendance, accusing them of being stodgy old farts, stuck in the intellectual past. Smooth move, Bruno.)

    You might associate the first part of your speech to a statue in your memory palace’s entryway and the second part to a table in the dining room. Then, when it’s time to give the speech, you mentally walk through the rooms of your palace, retrieving information in sequence, sort of like an imaginary teleprompter.

    One of the (many) things that got Bruno in trouble with the Church was his suggestion that the memory palace wasn’t entirely imaginary.

    To be clear, it wasn’t a physical place in the way we think of chairs and tables as physical, but Bruno came to believe that you could actually travel to your memory palace. Further, he claimed that your personal memory palace was linked to other people’s memory palaces, and also the memory palace of the cosmos—maybe even god’s. (Gee, I can’t imagine why the Church had it out for him.) The trained initiate could piggyback from their personal memory palace to…well, just about anywhere, including the divine realms.

    Here’s the part that really lights up my circuit boards: Bruno never fully explained how the memory palace could be non-material, yet still a place you could physically travel to. At least, not in any of his surviving works.

    What I can’t help thinking about is a possible connection to my buddy Charles Howard Hinton. What if Bruno’s memory palace is a physical place, but it exists on a higher dimension than we’re accustomed to perceiving? It’s like having a fourth-dimensional tesseract sitting in your living room, but all you can see from your limited 3D point of view is a boring ol’ cube.

    Maybe the memory palace is right there—we just can’t see it. Unless, that is, we train our minds using something like Hinton’s perceptual exercises.

    This brings me to Germaine’s mnemonic device, and interestingly enough, it overlaps with that Twin Flames website I found. After the essay on synchronicity, there was ​another one on sympathetic magic​.

    Here’s a quote:

    “If psyche and matter participate in a shared field, then material objects are not dead props. They are condensations of relationship. They occupy positions within that field—positions that encode time, physical coordinates, meaning, and other data.”

    The essay suggests this is a possible mechanism for sympathetic magic. If you want to affect the field over at Point Z, you can use an object that energetically matches that point. Even though you’re stuck at Point A, this energetic link allows you to affect far-off Point Z.

    What Germaine says is with the proper ritual technology (which he sure as hell better teach me) and a mnemonic device, you can do more than affect Point Z‚ you can travel to it. All without taking a single step in ordinary physical reality.

    As soon as I learn how, journal, you’ll be the first to know. Assuming I make it back. (Just kidding. Sort of.)


    If you’ve enjoyed nerding out with me and Margot, my forthcoming novel The Magician & the Labyrinth of Yesterdays is full of metaphysical mysteries—along with a haunted film set, tarot cards that refuse to behave, and a swoony, spicy romance.

    I’m nearing the revision finish line, slowly but surely, and aiming for an early summer release.

    To be the first to know, hop on my list. You’ll also get free chapters from the first book, The Fool & the Threads of Time, if you haven’t read it yet!

  • WTF is a tesseract?

    WTF is a tesseract?

    Last week​, we treated the archetypal field as something we infer—a pattern we can read using tools like tarot and the I Ching.

    But then we asked: what if you could actually see that pattern?

    Margot Takada, a scholar of magic in my upcoming book, The Magician & the Labyrinth of Yesterdays, was experimenting with a series of bizarre perceptual exercises created by real-life mathematician Charles Howard Hinton.

    When she added tarot cards to the mix, things got weird—weird enough that I should probably let her tell it…


    Research Journal of Margot Takada

    January 14

    Well, Germaine was right (again). I’m already obsessed with Charles Howard Hinton.

    Today I finally finished painting a set of wooden cubes so I can test drive his higher-dimensional perceptual exercises. The premise is pretty simple, even if painting those damn things was anything but. In his book, The Fourth Dimension (1904), Hinton outlines an exceedingly precise color scheme for the cubes.

    Seriously, the diagrams alone were enough to make my eyes bleed.

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    The reason for the different colors is you’re meant to memorize their arrangement. Then, as you rotate the cubes, this allows you to keep track of all of the faces, not just the ones you can see. (Assuming your brain doesn’t explode first.)

    What’s the point? It’s pretty clever, actually.

    When we look at a cube, we don’t experience all six faces at once. Based on where we’re standing we’ll see a front, the top, and maybe a bit of one side. Our mind fills in the other faces, based on what it knows about cubes.

    The key point, though, is that we believe the cube is a predictable chunk of matter. Even though we can’t see the other faces, we assume they’re there, because we know how solid objects operate.

    What Hinton’s exercises attempt to do is loosen those assumptions.

    When you rotate the cube in your mind and consciously track the hidden faces (because you’ve memorized all those colors, right??), the object stops being just an object and it becomes a system of transformations. Instead of a boring block, the cube becomes a network of relationships.

    Hinton believed that once you can experience a cube this way, as something that exceeds any single viewpoint, you’re one step closer to thinking in higher dimensions.


    January 18

    I’m officially that kid on Christmas morning, ignoring the whole family to play with her new set of blocks. These cubes are taking up every spare moment of my time. No joke, I’m dreaming in goddamn cubes.

    I’m also starting to see why Hinton cautioned that higher-dimensional thinking has a way of unmooring your sense of what’s solid. What’s real.

    The more I practice rotating the cubes while maintaining an awareness of all the faces I can’t see, the more my mind is able to hold multiple orientations at once. I’m really starting to grok this idea of a cube as a series of relationships, not just a static thing.

    And this is just a springboard for the fun stuff, the stuff that would have blown my Wrinkle in Time loving little kid mind. Hell, it’s blowing my mind now.

    Hinton designed these exercises to help us visualize what higher dimensions might look like. Here’s the underlying logic:

    A two-dimensional being (imagine a flat critter living on a sheet of paper) can only perceive length and width. If a three-dimensional sphere passed through its world, the 2D critter wouldn’t be able to see it, because the third dimension is beyond its perceptual purview.

    Instead, it would initially see a point. Imagine the sphere floating to touch the underside of the critter’s flat-paper world. Where the sphere kisses the paper, it creates a point.

    Then, as the sphere floats a little higher, the point morphs into a circle. The circle expands as the sphere floats higher, until it reaches the sphere’s midpoint (like a belt), at which point it starts shrinking, all the way back to a point. The 2D critter can only experience two-dimensional cross-sections of the three-dimensional sphere.

    Hinton is saying that we, with our three-dimensional viewpoint, are in an analogous situation. If a fourth-dimensional object were to pass through our world, we would mistakenly perceive it as a series of 3D cross sections.

    This is where the painted cubes come in—but I need to get some shut eye before I dive into that can of worms.

    Until then, sweet dreams (of cubes).


    January 19

    I’m finally ready to unpack the weirdness of tesseracts.

    A square is what a cube looks like in two dimensions.

    A cube is what that same structure looks like in three.

    And a tesseract is what it would look like in four.

    Just like the 2D critter’s experience of a sphere passing through its flat world as a point, a series of circles, and then a final point, if a tesseract were to pass through our world, we might see:

    A cube.

    Then a cube that appears to rotate or otherwise change its orientation.

    Then another cube, shifted again.

    And so on, changing as the higher-dimensional form moves through our three-dimensional realm.

    What looks like a boring ol’ cube to us might really be a cross-section of a higher-dimensional object: a tesseract.

    And it’s not just cubes. Anything around us could actually be a partial manifestation of a structure existing in more dimensions than we’re capable of seeing. Pretty trippy, huh?

    Turns out, things get a whole lot trippier when you use tarot cards instead of cubes.

    See you next time.

  • The mind-bendy mechanics of sympathetic magic

    The mind-bendy mechanics of sympathetic magic

    Last week, we looked at four ingredients that cluster around a synchronistic event:

    An activated archetype.

    A mental effect.

    Heightened emotion.

    A physical event.

    We then explored ways to adjust the dials in an attempt to trigger a synchronistic event on purpose: We can influence emotion, we can focus attention, we can work with archetypal imagery, and we can act.

    But up to now, we’ve focused mainly on the first three. Today I want to zoom in on the physical event. You might assume this would be the easiest lever to shift—and in many cases, it is.

    If you want a job, you apply.

    If you want a conversation, you initiate it.

    If you want water, you turn on the tap.

    The physical world is relatively easy to nudge when it is within your immediate reach. Magic becomes relevant precisely when it isn’t, when the outcome you desire depends on variables beyond your direct control. To borrow last week’s language of fields and activated nodes, taking action alters local conditions—maybe you light up one or two adjacent nodes. Magic attempts to activate nodes that aren’t in direct contact.

    So how, historically, have humans attempted to mess with the field?

    Enter sympathetic magic.

    Across continents and millennia, magical practitioners have relied on a simple axiom: things that resemble one another are linked. Things that have once been in contact remain linked.

    This is Marie-Louise von Franz’s “thinking synchronistically,” in action. Instead of asking, What caused this? we ask, What tends to cluster together?

    In Magic: A History, archaeologist Chris Gosden surveys examples stretching back to the Ice Age. Among the most famous are the breathtaking paintings in Lascaux Cave and Chauvet Cave.

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    Scholars have debated whether these images constitute “hunting magic”—ritual attempts to ensure success in the chase. We’ll likely never know what those early artists intended, but what matters for us is the underlying logic, even if it was never consciously articulated: representation was not wholly separate from reality.

    The painted bison wasn’t merely an image. It was entangled with the flesh-and-blood animal roaming the landscape, with the migration of herds, with hunger, with survival, with the nourishment of the human community. The cave wall functioned—consciously or otherwise—as a node in a field linking hunters, animals, seasons, and sustenance.

    The image was, we might say, an address in the field.

    In Middle Kingdom Egypt, enemies’ names were inscribed on clay vessels or figurines and ritually shattered. Breaking the object enacted a hoped-for shift elsewhere in the field. The pottery’s destruction didn’t cause defeat through linear mechanics; it adjusted the relational web in which political and cosmic order were understood to unfold.

    Across cultures, locks of hair, fragments of clothing, and personal objects have been used in ritual contexts with the understanding that once two things share relation, that relation persists. Modern physics uses the term entanglement to describe correlations between particles that have interacted, even across distance. The mechanisms and scales differ, but the intuition—that contact establishes relationship—is not alien to contemporary science.

    To modern ears, all this can sound like confused causality. Pure superstition. But recall our shift last week from linear chains to field/synchronistic thinking.

    If psyche and matter participate in a shared field, then material objects aren’t dead props. They’re condensations of relationship. They occupy positions within that field—positions that encode time, physical coordinates, meaning, and other data.

    When a Mesopotamian figurine was buried at the threshold of homes and temples, it didn’t symbolize protection in a decorative, abstract sense. It stabilized a desired configuration in the relational field of the household. It was a physical anchor for an activated archetypal hub (the mental intention of protection) and heightened emotions (desiring protection).

    When Paleolithic artists painted bison deep within caves like Lascaux, that image became a stable address within the field linking herd, hunter, hunger, season, and survival.

    This is sympathetic magic’s claim: an object isn’t powerful because it resembles something. It’s powerful because it occupies a meaningful position within a web of relations. It is a findable address in the field.

    To work sympathetically is not to override physical law. The aim is to activate a specific coordinate by giving heightened emotion, focused attention, and archetypal energy a place to stabilize—the physical “address” encoded in the object.

    Another gobsmacking implication of this theory?

    *rubs hands together with witchy delight*

    An address in the field only makes sense if the field has a recognizable structure. GPS would be useless if the Earth were a blurry schmear—no roads, no intersections, no geography, every coordinate indistinguishable from every other. An address works because the map has architecture.

    Roads connect. Neighborhoods exist relative to one another.

    The field, like a map, isn’t random, which means the relationships between archetypes are not arbitrary.

    A quick refresh: in our field model, archetypes are highly energized nodes in the psychic field, just as particles are excited points in an electrodynamic field. (And further, we’ve been building the argument that these fields—psyche and matter—are one and the same.)

    If that field has architecture, then themes cluster. Certain archetypal events tend to unfold in recognizable sequences. As we move through life, with a broad enough view we’ll pick up on recognizable patterns, much like landmarks appearing in a predictable sequence on the drive home from work.

    This order is precisely what divination systems aim to decipher.

    From the I Ching to the tarot, from runes to cracked turtle shells, divination systems assume that the field is structured and this structure can help us predict what’s likely to occur next. Not in a deterministic fashion—after all, a map doesn’t tell you where you must go. It simply says, if you are here, and you continue heading in this direction, you will end up there. Or, if you are here, and you want to end up there instead, you’ll need to change course.

    So far, we’ve been talking about the archetypal field as something we infer, a pattern we learn to read using tools like tarot cards and the I Ching. But what if you could literally see this field, perhaps like a web of light overlaying ordinary reality?

    That’s precisely what happens to Margot Takada, a scholar of magic in my upcoming novel The Magician & the Labyrinth of Yesterdays.

    Next week, Margot will share how experimenting with the mind-bending exercises of Charles Howard Hinton—a real-life mathematician obsessed with higher dimensions—turned a tarot reading into a startling glimpse of the hidden lattice of reality.

    See you then.

  • How does tarot (really) work?

    How does tarot (really) work?

    Last week, we climbed the Tree of Life, viewing the same situation—Thursday night book club—from different vantage points. The Tree of Life is a precise arrangement of archetypes, and our ascent was a psychic one, not literal travel.

    Today, I want to explore how archetypes are more than mental constructs. They can affect the physical world, and learning how is a powerful tool in our practical magic bag.

    Let’s start with a strange little book by Jung’s colleague, Marie-Louise von Franz, called On Divination and Synchronicity.

    Von Franz writes:

    “The relationships and the facts of the [I Ching] could be compared with the network of an electric circuit, which penetrates all things. It has the possibility of being lit up but it does not light up unless the person who puts a question has established contact with a definite question. One should therefore not throw an I Ching without first asking, ‘What question do I really have in mind? What do I really want to ask?’ By that one makes contact with one’s unconscious, and asks it to suggest the [solution to] the question.” (p. 58-59)

    This mirrors my stance on the tarot: by posing a question before drawing a card, you “light up” the relevant answers in the energetic field that connects your individual psyche, the collective unconscious, and the cards.

    Last week, when we used the Tree of Life to reinterpret book club, we were doing something similar. We posed the scenario as a “question” and watched different sephiroth light up. Netzach illuminated raw emotion at the scene level, Tiphareth illuminated larger patterns at the level of character arc, and Binah illuminated archetypal themes.

    Back to von Franz:

    “I want to now introduce a new idea, which Jung has not used…the idea or the concept of a field to explore what Jung calls the collective unconscious, a field in which the archetype would be the single activated point. [Theoretical physicist, John Archibald] Wheeler, for instance, defines matter as an electro-dynamic field in which the particles are the excited points. Now I propose…that the collective unconscious is a field of psychic energy, the excited points of which are archetypes.” (p. 61)

    This is fascinating. Here, archetypes are described as excited points of energy in a field—in this case, the field of the collective unconscious—just as matter is described as excited points in an electrodynamic field.

    But what if those fields were actually the same?

    This is what Jung’s theory of synchronicity claims.

    Synchronicity describes a meaningful coincidence—an inner psychic event and an outer physical event aligning in a way that feels charged with significance, yet cannot be explained through ordinary cause and effect. The famous example involves one of Jung’s patients recounting a dream of a scarab beetle, only to be interrupted by a scarab-like beetle tapping at the window pane.

    Jung wasn’t suggesting that the patient’s mind summoned or created the beetle. Instead, he proposed that both the mental effect (the dream) and the outer event (the window-tapping beetle) arise from a shared underlying pattern—an activated archetype strong enough to organize energy on both sides of the mind/matter divide.

    More precisely, he posited the existence of a unified field—an unus mundus—in which psyche and matter aren’t nearly as separate as they seem.

    If we combine this with von Franz’s suggestion that archetypes are excited points in the psychic field, we arrive at a compelling possibility: archetypes are excited points in a field that is both psychic and physical—the field in which synchronicity occurs.

    Now, here’s where my thinking departs from Jung. He would certainly accuse me of magical thinking—and he’d be right. I just happen to believe that magic is real. 😉

    Remember, for Jung, the mind does not create synchronistic events. The underlying archetype generates both the mental effect and the outer world event. But as a magical practitioner, this begs the question: what if the mind could participate in this process more intentionally?

    Jung gives us another juicy clue.

    He observed, time and time again, that whenever a synchronicity occurs, heightened emotions are present. A magical point of view might say that heightened emotions cause the synchronicity. In fact, Jung quotes a 13th-century magical text by pseudo-Albertus Magnus, De mirabilibus mundi, that makes precisely this claim—though Jung presents the passage in order to dispute it.

    In my witchy estimation, however, pseudo-Albertus offers a compelling argument:

    “When therefore the soul of man falls into a great excess of any passion, it can be proved by experiment that [the excess] binds things [magically] and alters them in the way it wants, and for a long time I did not believe it, but…I found that the emotionality of the human soul is the chief cause of these things…Thus it is the soul who desires a thing more intensely, who makes things more effective…Everything [the soul] does with that aim in view possesses motive power and efficacy for what the soul desires.” (CW 8, para. 859)

    So we know that during a synchronistic event, four things tend to cluster together:

    • An activated archetype

    • A mental effect

    • A physical event

    • Heightened emotions

    The question is: do they need to occur in a particular order?

    Activated archetype → mental effect → physical event → heightened emotions

    Or could we swap things around?

    Heightened emotions → mental effect → activated archetype → physical event

    Or perhaps:

    Heightened emotions → activated archetype → mental effect → physical event

    If we think synchronistically, as von Franz suggests, the order may matter less than the clustering together. She writes:

    “Synchronistic thinking…is thinking in fields, so to speak…The question is not why has this come about, or what factor caused this effect, but what likes to happen together in a meaningful way in the same moment…What tends to happen together in time?” (p. 8; emphasis mine)

    So if the order is less important, and we’re thinking in fields rather than tumbling dominos, then we’re no longer asking what causes what. We’re asking which variables we have the power to influence.

    Of course, magic already makes a claim here:

    That you can change your internal state and affect the outer world. But I’m perennially interested in the how. Instead of a theoretical physicist, you might call me a theoretical witchicist. I want to understand how magic works, and this field-based model feels like one plausible explanation.

    We can raise emotional energy. We can generate a focused mental effect. We can attempt to activate archetypal imagery.

    We might not be able to orchestrate a synchronistic dream on command, but we can consciously amplify intention (the mental effect). This is precisely what we do when drafting a spellcasting intention: we focus awareness and raise energy to empower a thought.

    That’s two factors successfully dialed up—what about the archetypal activation?

    This is tricky, because, by definition, archetypes are unconscious. The archetypes discussed in pop psychology and much magical discourse (things like the Great Mother or the Magician) are actually archetypal images; they’re not the archetypes themselves.

    This isn’t just semantics.

    Going back to our field model in which archetypes are activated nodes in the field, an archetypal image is like a flickering candle compared to the solar flare of the underlying archetype. We can ignite archetypal images fairly easily—perhaps by placing the Magician tarot card or a sculpture of the Great Mother on our altar and meditating on those images—but this is a far cry from firing up the deeper archetype.

    For that, we need ritual technology.

    Techniques like chanting, drumming, and meditating, or tools like sigils and other efficacious symbols that bypass the limitations of the conscious mind, have a better shot at penetrating those deeper layers.

    There’s no guarantee that fiddling with any of these dials will result in the outer world change/physical event we’re aiming for, but this is a viable framework for creating optimal magical conditions.

    Magic + Complexes

    Throughout this Creative Season, we’ve described psychological complexes as hubs within the psyche, and you might have noticed the parallels with our four synchronistic-magical ingredients.

    At the core of every complex is an archetype, which lights up when the complex is activated, thus coloring our perception of ourselves and the world around us.

    Mental effects and heightened emotions are two hallmarks of an activated complex, as we’ve seen in the book club scenario. You’re more likely to think your fellow book clubbers are excluding you when the complex is lit up (mental effect), and you’ll feel anxious, competitive, and self-conscious as a result (heightened emotions). These changes precipitate in the outer world, too, because the complex alters how you behave (physical event).

    Magically, by tweaking the levels of heightened emotions and mental effects, and using ritual tech to activate an archetype, we’re essentially building a complex. Only this time, we’re choosing which ingredients go in the cauldron.

    Add a Pinch of Black Hole Energy

    Remember, too, that if a complex gets powerful enough it behaves like a black hole. Every possible path leads to the complex’s foregone conclusion. Instead of adaptively choosing how to respond based on the situation at hand, the complex churns out habitual responses, often established in childhood.

    When we’re under the spell of an unwanted complex, this blows. But if we’re trying to set up our own magical “complex,” this very same mechanism becomes a superpower, making it more likely that events will lead to our desired outcome.

    This mirrors Theorem 18 in Aleister Crowley’s Magick in Theory and Practice:

    “[The magician] may attract to himself any force of the Universe by making himself a fit receptacle for it, establishing a connection with it, and arranging conditions so that its nature compels it to flow toward him.” (xviii; emphasis mine)

    Crowley’s example is digging a well. You choose a suitable location, prevent leakage, and work with physical laws governing water flow. You don’t dig at the peak of a desert mountain and demand that water appear. You optimize conditions. Magic, in this sense, is optimization within a structured field.

    You may have noticed that I’ve barely touched on the fourth ingredient in our archetypal activation soup: the physical event.

    Typically, that’s what we’re aiming for—a change in the external world. So we tinker with the other variables, like an algebra problem, hoping to influence the physical factor.

    But there’s another way to tweak the physical-event dial. It’s called sympathetic magic—and that’s where we’ll pick up next week.

  • Feeling stuck? Try this Qabalistic reframe.

    Feeling stuck? Try this Qabalistic reframe.

    Last week​, we ended with a question. If the psyche contains multiple organizing hubs—if the ego itself is but one complex among others—then perhaps the task is not the Sisyphean one of eliminating a complex, but switching which hub our psychic energy is gathering around.

    Let’s return to our Thursday night book club example. From inside the activated complex, the evening organized itself around one conclusion: “If I’m not exceptional, I’m not safe.”

    Seen through the complex’s goggles, every detail became “evidence.” Tia recounting a memorized passage like a veteran of the Shakespearean stage. Brent’s easy use of tongue-tangling terminology. Lana’s cryptic smile. All of it rolled downhill toward the same conclusion.

    Now, instead of trying to annihilate that conclusion in head-to-head combat (“just overwrite those limiting beliefs, bro!”), let’s walk off the battlefield.

    Let’s change vantage points using the Tree of Life.

    Think of each sephira not as mystical realms (though they might be that as well), but as distinct modes of organizing experience—just like complexes.

    We’ll try on Netzach first.

    Netzach corresponds to instinct, desire, and emotional immediacy…

    It’s too damn hot in here. The espresso machine shrieks, punctuating the conversation with a banshee’s wail. Your chai is volcanically hot, but you keep lifting it to your lips so you have something to do with your hands.

    Brent tilts back, elbow hooked over the chair. “Classic example of unreliable focalization,” he drawls, and everyone nods, your head bobbing right along, convinced everyone spots you for the phony you are.

    A bead of sweat slips down your ribs. And then there’s a pause, and in you dive, words spilling out faster than the speed of thought.

    You hear yourself drawing parallels to Madame Bovary, correcting someone’s reading of the cracked teacup symbolism. Is that really you, prattling on like a pompous ass?

    You’re no longer a reader among readers. You are a defendant making a case.

    This is one experience of Netzach: Immediate. Charged. You can feel the survival-level tension in the room—a tension that begins to shift when we view our fictional story from the perch of Tiphareth…

    Tiphareth’s bird’s-eye view lifts us from isolated scene to character arc.

    Here we see the pattern behind the pattern. Brent’s comment is no longer the whole story, but the trigger. A footnote in a bigger arc. From here, it’s easier to spot how quickly the main character—you—steps in with stories of worth and belonging.

    Maybe Brent is trying to flex his intellectual prowess. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ The deeper arc isn’t really about Brent’s character, though, which you can’t control; it’s about yours. The question shifts from Why is he making me feel this way? to Why does this pattern feel so familiar?

    The espresso machine continue to wail, you still don’t understand everything Brent’s saying, but something inside you has more room to breathe. You can choose to release the pressure to be in the know and ask a question instead. Or you might sit back and chill until you have something to share.

    More importantly, you can choose not to build your identity on intelligence as belonging. The “antagonist” shrinks. The true protagonist comes into focus.

    And then, if we dare to climb higher still, the story shifts again.

    From the vantage of Binah, we’re no longer watching a character wrestle with an old wound. We’re watching a theme unfold.

    Now the question isn’t merely about your personal history with grades and praise, nor Brent’s tendency to flex in public. It’s about a pattern older than either of you: The desire to be recognized as competent. To earn your keep. The fear of being cast out of the tribe.

    This scene has unfolded in monasteries and marriages, Parisian salons and political rallies. The book club isn’t charged because of your personal failings—it’s archetypal. It reveals recurring themes in our collective human story.

    In fiction, theme is not that tidy thesis statement you bludgeoned essays with in elementary school, complete with three supporting points, double-spaced, Times New Roman. Theme is the author’s working hypothesis about how one is meant to live. It poses questions that the story then explores, things like:

    Can belonging be granted or is it an inside job?

    Who gets to take up space?

    Is belonging more important than authenticity?

    From the height of Binah, your humble Thursday night book club participates in this larger inquiry. From this altitude, the café is no longer a courtroom. It’s a chapter in an age-old story about belonging.

    When the archetypal center shifts, meaning shifts. And when meaning shifts, behavior becomes less automatic. The black hole’s gravitational pull weakens—not because the complex has vanished, but because it’s no longer the only center of gravity.

    Do Try This at Home

    If you’re struggling with a conflict or question—at work, in a relationship, in your creative life—try a simple experiment.

    Describe the situation from the level of emotion. Let it be reactive, immediate, personal. Don’t worry about sounding judgmental AF. Let ’er rip.

    Bring your awareness to the “you” that exists within the limits of your body—feel the beating of your heart, the movement of your breath, the thoughts swirling “in” your head. Then, subtly shift your awareness right between your shoulder blades. Can you feel it gathering there? Maybe you notice the texture of your shirt against your skin.

    Push that awareness further back, about a foot, like you’re stepping behind yourself. Notice the subtle detachment that arises. If you’re not feeling it, energetically step back another foot, “seeing” the back of your head.

    Now, describe the situation again, this time imagining yourself as a character in a novel, and this situation is simply one scene designed to illustrate a larger character arc. What might that arc be? What is it arcing toward? If this character were to learn a valuable lesson by the book’s end, what is that lesson?

    Finally, imagine your awareness lifting up, up, up to rest on the roof of your house, looking down at you sitting in your chair, writing about this situation. If you were to take that character’s lesson and extract an insight that others might use to live a full life, what would that be? How does this lesson relate to our shared human journey?

    By shifting your perspective, you’ve traveled the Tree of Life, activating different levels of consciousness. In other words, you’ve just performed a potent act of magic, my friend.

    Next week, we’ll look at how this process could be used to create changes, not only in the mind, but in the physical world.

    See you then.

  • A backstage pass to your psyche

    A backstage pass to your psyche

    Last week, we sat in on a Thursday night book club, ending with the question: If a complex can severely narrow your perception—if it can bend every path to the same conclusion—are you trapped inside it?

    Jung’s answer is more complicated than “just change how you think!”

    A complex isn’t a psychological glitch; it’s an organizational hub within the psyche. Without such hubs, the psyche would be an undifferentiated blob. Without structure, there’d be no way for psychic energy to gather and move, and those “movements” are what we experience as life itself: thoughts and feelings, inspiration and ideas, creative impulses, philosophical reflections, awe, dread, longing.

    Complexes make experience possible.

    Pop psychology misses this entirely when it reduces complexes to “daddy issues” or limiting beliefs. A complex isn’t merely a wound; it’s an organizational center.

    To unpack this, we need to understand how Jung viewed complexes, starting with one that we all have: the ego.

    Yep. In a Jungian framework, the ego itself is a complex. But the “I” you experience as continuous and coherent is not the whole of the psyche. It’s one organized cluster of memory, affect, and beliefs among others. It functions as a center of gravity for waking consciousness—but, as we saw in our book club example, it’s not the only one.

    When another gravitational center activates—for instance, one organized around “If I’m not exceptional, I’m disposable”—our psychic movements (thoughts, feelings, interpretations) organize around that center instead. Everything funnels through it, and neutral cues acquire a specific charge. Ambiguous smiles become assessments of our worth, innocuous comments morph into passive-aggressive threats.

    Jung adds another crucial piece, one especially important for magical practitioners.

    At the heart of every complex lies something deeper than personal history. Complexes constellate around archetypal patterns—fundamental elements that recur across human life.

    Let’s go back to Thrusday night book club for a minute.

    On a personal level, the activated complex sounds something like: “If I’m not exceptional, I’m not safe.” In therapy, you might trace it back to childhood. The athletic superstar sibling who left you to corner the market on intellect unless you wanted to fade into the wallpaper. The day you brought home a B+ and your dad’s proud smile flickered—just for a second.

    Huh. Come to think of it, his expression looked a lot like Lana’s at book club. 🤔

    That personal belief is simultaneously plugged into something older, something shared by humanity.

    Belonging and exile. Hierarchy and status. Recognition and invisibility.

    Your biography gives the archetypal pattern a particular flavor, but the pattern itself isn’t private property. It recurs across families, workplaces, mythologies, and cultures. A complex always knits the personal and the collective together.

    So far so good? Now, let’s widen the lens.

    If the ego is one complex among many—one center of gravity within a larger system—then the psyche is not organized around a single point. It’s polycentric. Multiple hubs coexist, each capable of gathering experience around itself.

    When the “If I’m not exceptional, I’m disposable” complex activated, Thursday night book club became a battleground. One node in the psychic field seized control.

    But what if the same evening could organize itself around another pattern?

    Not around hierarchy, but around connection.

    Not around status, but around curiosity.

    Not around safety, but around growth.

    For that, we would need a different archetype, one that could serve as a different organizational hub within the psyche. Handily enough, esoteric systems have been providing us with rich archetypal systems for millennia, and one of my personal favorites is the Qabalistic Tree of Life.

    Here we have a network of archetypal nodes, connected by archetypal paths. It’s an archetypal buffet! Instead of attempting the impossible task of eliminating a complex, the Tree suggests a different move: repositioning.

    Through which archetype am I currently viewing this experience? And what might it look like from another POV? Instead of seeing book club through the lens of “If I’m not exceptional, I’m disposable,” what might it look like from the vantage of Netzach? Or Tiphereth?

    That, my magical friend, is where we’ll pick up next week.

  • Tarot & Tesseracts

    Tarot & Tesseracts

    Welcome to a crisp new Creative Season, fresh off the Twin Flames press!

    Our theme? As per the usual, we’ll be getting weird, exploring hidden connections between tarot and tesseracts, sympathetic magic and black holes, and more.

    But first, we need to pay a visit to an unsuspecting book club…

    When you saw the flyer at the local café—Cappucinos and Contemporary Fiction, First Thursday of the Month—you told yourself 2026 was the year you’d stop lurking online. You’d sign up for face-to-face conversations with actual humans.

    So you buy the book, you dutifully complete the reading, and you show up, your copy bristling with sticky tabs.

    You can’t miss them—they’ve pushed a few tables together—and while you wait for your chai latté, you take inventory from the corner of your eye.

    Eight people. No one you know.

    Although you recognize one of them, a literature professor from the local university. What was her name? You attended her talk at that indie bookstore. She’s articulate, funny, and seems supernaturally at ease in front of a crowd.

    This is good—great, even! It’s exactly why you came. You’re hungry for rigorous discussion and reasons to change out of your sweatpants. You might even meet a new friend or two.

    After brief intros, the conversation kicks off casually enough. Someone mentions the novel’s treatment of memory, and the professor—Lana—offers a quick aside about narrative temporality, referencing an author you haven’t read.

    You take a sip of your latté, shifting in your chair, trying to release that subtle, familiar tightening. Your knees press; you try to relax. Maybe you should chime in. Are you being too quiet?

    Tia quotes an entire passage from memory without even glancing at her copy.

    “Classic example of unreliable focalization,” Brent adds, everyone nodding in unison.

    Lana taps her chin. “It’s interesting how the narrative withholds interiority here. We’re close to the protagonist, but never quite inside her,” she says, before referencing a novel by W.G. Sebald you’ve only ever meant to read.

    Sweat trickles down your ribcage. You need to contribute something meatier than your inane comment about how “the ending felt ambiguous.”

    There’s a brief lull, and now, suddenly, you’re talking.

    You reference a New Yorker interview with the author. You outline a structural parallel to Madame Bovary. You correct someone’s interpretation of the cracked teacup as a symbol of fragility, suggesting instead that it represents social constraint, heat crawling up your throat. Now that you’ve said it aloud, you’re not entirely sure that’s what they were arguing in the first place.

    You can feel yourself droning on, but to peter off now, before you’ve made your point—that’s way worse. What’s your point, again?

    On the walk to your car, the narrative is already calcifying. You sounded like a douchey blowhard. It was obvious you hadn’t really understood the author’s intent.

    You replay Lana’s expression during your embarrassing little diatribe. Was that a flickering smile of pity? Contempt?

    You remember nothing of the drive home, but as you’re brushing your teeth you pull out your phone and cancel your order for next month’s book club pick.

    Woah—hold the phone. What just happened here?

    No one excluded you, not really. No one challenged your intelligence or suggested you didn’t belong. And yet, somehow, that’s exactly how it felt.

    A breezy, confident tone, one too many unfamiliar references, an ambiguous smile—these elements activated something with the power to transform a Thursday night book club into a much older drama.

    Jung called these charged clusters of memory, emotion, and belief complexes.

    A complex isn’t merely a thought like “I’m not smart enough.” It’s an organized network of associations gathered around a fundamental—and often unconscious—expectation of how the world works. Once activated, it reorganizes perception, spotlighting certain details and filtering out others. It supplies a ready-made narrative that eclipses competing facts.

    From inside a complex, you might not notice the takeover—frequently we don’t. You could feel more alert, convinced that you’re seeing what’s really going on. But something fascinating is happening under the surface: your interpretive landscape is bending around a hyper-charged center.

    Approaching the (psychic) event horizon

    Physics provides us with a metaphor that’s uncanny in its parallels: a black hole. So let’s shrug into our lab coats and nerd out for a sec.

    A black hole forms when a ginormous amount of mass collapses into a very small region of space. In Einstein’s model of gravity, mass doesn’t “pull” objects the way a magnet gathers iron shavings.

    It bends the fabric of spacetime itself.

    The more mass you compress into one place, the more extreme that bending becomes.

    Imagine a hammock. If you place a bowling ball in the center, the fabric sags. The more weight you add to the hammock, the deeper the sag. If you set a marble on the hammock, you can probably guess where it’s heading, right? Straight into the sag.

    At the start of this little experiment, a marble might escape if you gave it enough speed to roll down into the sag and up the other side. But once the dip becomes steep enough, no matter how hard you roll, every path slopes back toward the saggy center.

    In a black hole, that point of no return is called the event horizon. Once something crosses it, there’s no way back. Every possible path leads inward.

    And unfortunately, there isn’t a neon sign at the boundary, in case you change your mind. From close up, nothing appears to change, but structurally, the landscape has radically altered. The range of possible futures has narrowed to one.

    Psychologically, a complex functions in a similar way.

    When a core belief like “If I’m not exceptional, I’m disposable” becomes charged enough, experience curves around its psychic mass.

    And when the complex is activated, a comment, a tone of voice, a glance—everything rolls downhill toward the same conclusion: “If I’m not exceptional, I’m disposable.”

    From inside the complex, no other thoughts, feelings, or actions seem available. Your interpretive space has narrowed. And just as a black hole grows by gathering more mass, a complex grows by gathering more confirmation. Each time energy is added to that story, the curve deepens.

    In Jung’s experience, we can’t eliminate complexes; they’re structural features of the psyche. So is it hopeless? Do we simply let all our marbles roll downhill?

    What if the goal isn’t to eliminate psychic gravity—but to harness it? And what if doing so supercharged our magic?

    That’s where we’ll pick up next week.

  • Romancing the Couch Gag

    Romancing the Couch Gag

    Growing up, my favorite part of The Simpsons was the intro. At that familiar theme song, I’d race into the living room, dying to know how they’d riff on the piling-on-the-couch gag this week. 

    That childhood fascination was a strong predictor of my grown-up creative work. The mash-up of the familiar + the unexpected turned out to be the catnip my brain craves. 

    I wasn’t conscious of this influence when, holed up in an Oklahoma City hotel room in 2022, I started writing what would become (after many, many iterations) The Fool & the Threads of Time

    But a book series about past lives is, at its core, a story of remixing. Same souls, different contexts.

    It’s the romance-novel version of the couch gag.

    Speaking of remixing…it was only in writing this essay that I remembered my favorite part of that Oklahoma City trip—going to Factory Obscura: MixTape, an interactive art space that had me dreaming in yarn, glitter, and tulle for weeks.

    I got to wander through a multi-room coral reef created entirely from textiles, an influence you’ll be able to spot in The Magician & the Labyrinth of Yesterdays (releasing in 2026).

    The Fragmentary Land of Memory

    Have you read Carmen Maria Machado’s memoir, In the Dream House?

    It utterly blew me away—both for Machado’s gut-wrenching honesty in recounting her experience of domestic abuse, and for the brilliant way she used narrative structure to reflect the fragmentation of memory and trauma. 

    While the story was roughly chronological, each chapter was told through the lens of a different narrative trope—for instance, “Dream House as Lesbian Cult Classic” or “Dream House as Inciting Incident.”

    That approach—using story structure to shape and reveal meaning—left a lasting impression on me. It illuminates a (sometimes uncomfortable) truth about the messiness of reality: There is no single way to understand a thing.

    A Tale of Two Tarot Readings

    I used to be a professional tarot reader, and in the 1,000-plus readings I did over the years, I will never forget two readings in particular. 

    Two new clients, booking roughly a week apart. At the center of both spreads was the Hierophant, but given how many readings I did every week, I didn’t think much of it. 

    Until I neared the end of the second reading, that is. 

    Neither client had mentioned the other’s name, so I hadn’t known that they knew each other, that they were, in fact, getting readings on the very same situation. 

    The spread was a startlingly clear map of first-person POV.

    There was the Hierophant at the center (the core theme), and a unique constellation of cards radiating outward. What one person saw as useful structure and clarity, the other experienced as dogma and control.

    Each of them was carrying a story that felt irrefutably true, but those truths were shaped by where they were standing.


    Next time, I’ll show you how this tarot-style framing shows up in my creative process—how changing the question, or the lens, can lead to dead ends…or open the door to mysterious new worlds

    See you soon.

  • I have a magical secret.

    I have a magical secret.

    Psst…did you know that I inserted a special type of magical character into my books?

    In an earlier post, I talked about the magic circle, which is the temporary boundary witches cast to create a container for their work. A space beyond space, a time beyond time. A place where the strange and the sacred can unfold…with guardrails.

    📖 Stories ripple beyond our control. They land in other people’s minds, they exist in the world, and sometimes they start to grow lives of their own.

    Grant Morrison is a comic book writer and occultist, and they’ve spoken openly about how elements of The Invisibles—characters, plotlines—began leaking off the page and into their life.

    They’re not alone.

    I recently met a fellow witch who confessed…

    …they were afraid to keep writing, because things they’d penned were happening off-page—and a little too often to be coincidence. So far, it was all good stuff…but what if that changed?

    🪄 To me, writing a book is like an extended spellworking. I’m putting so much of my intention, energy, and will into the project that it can’t help but be a magical act.

    But I knew, right from the start, that I’d need to put my characters through hell to tell the stories I wanted to tell (and to keep from boring you, dear reader, half to death).

    How to prevent unwanted magical bleedthrough beyond the book?

    Well, this is an ongoing experiment, but here’s what I did…

    I created a character inside theTwin Flames Series​, a character linked to me via a magic ritual. I call this my Cameo Character, and they have very limited page time—i.e., they’re not dashing down dark alleys, arm wrestling monsters.

    I then created a special notebook emblazoned with magic sigils. Sigils are my absolute favorite magical tool, because they work eerily well.

    Within the confines of the sigilized notebook, I write my Cameo Character’s story—the things I want to experience in my life (in other words, I’m casting a spell).

    Part of the experiment is this: when other people read the book, encountering my Cameo Character, does the magic get a boost? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

    You better believe I’ll be tracking any strange occurrences in my grimoire!

    Want to meet my Cameo Character? They’re hidden in plain sight in the pages ofThe Fool & the Threads of Time.

    Thanks for wandering through the Crooked Door with me.

    Until next time, my friend.

    P.S. Step inside Quayside, the enchanted coastal town inThe Fool & the Threads of Time