Friends, let me say it again: We Create Our Own Reality.
I made those words really big so you can’t miss them. Yes, we do, and the reality that is “out there” responds to what we think and believe “in here.”
I remember 2016, seeing millions of Pepe the Frog memes, thinking, there’s something harsh and ugly going on. I heard theories about links between Pepe and Kek, an ancient Egyptian god called The Destroyer, and alternatively, the Bringer of Light. The word apocalypse also means to bring the light, to uncover and shine light upon. If I was a conspiracy theory nut, I would have immediately said, “There are chaos magicians using this stupid meme to get the worst possible person on Earth elected to the highest office in the most powerful country on it.” And it did eerily seem that chaos magick had something to do with all of that. Kek, at least, picked the perfect avatar.
So far, none of that kind of stuff has been so public this time, if there is any of it going on at all. Perhaps those fabled chaos magicians are experiencing some buyers remorse. Like, kids in cages? A pandemic killing hundreds of thousands (almost 225,000 Americans as I write this)? A $7.5 billion weather disaster in freaking Iowa? More hurricanes than we’ve ever had in a single year? Fire tornados on the west coast? Oops.
And who the hell really knows what happened anyway? Russian interference certainly helped them install this . . . useless tweety-tool on his pretend throne. Not to mention gerrymandering, the Senate being a bunch of evil hacks who are drunk on Kool-Aid and big lobbyist cash, and the stupid, useless and completely unnecessary Electoral College handing victory to a popular vote loser yet again. It was a perfect storm of apocalyptic proportions.
But count on it, they’re gonna try to do it again, and use every possible underhanded, dirty, horrifying trick at their disposal.
So we have to be stronger, smarter, and more powerful. We have to evoke and enlist the assistance of more powerful energies who represent love and peace. And hey, guess what, Halloween – or as I like to call it, Samhain – is coming up on a full moon, just 3 days before the election. Moon will be officially full at 9:49AM on October 31, which is . . . awkward and strange timing, but never mind that. We can use that energy, too. We can use it to create a freaking tsunami of Democracy to spread like healing ripples all over this country. We can do it. We, actually, have the power. Because Love always wins. It might take it a little longer than hate, because it doesn’t slash and jab and slice and shatter. But Love always wins.
I’m not a huge fan of Biden/Harris. They’re way too corporate and conservative for me. But I would seriously vote for Mr. Ed if I thought he had the best chance of beating the Nightmare on Pennsylvania Avenue. So Goddess bless Kamala and Joe for taking it on, even though there were far better choices (okay, the DNC is another stupid and useless organization that really needs a hard smackdown, but ugh, that’s a battle for another time).
Now, one difference that is significantly helpful: in 2016, the orange menace believed he was going to win. Believed it to his bones. Clearly in 2020, he does not. That is very very good news, because as we know, if you believe something with all you are, you will make it happen. Feel it, know it, believe it, done. Everybody makes that happen, in small ways and big, in their lives every day. If you believe you’re going to be treated like shit, you probably will be. If you believe everything is going to be alright, it probably will be. Whatever you believe is what you get most of the time.
So here is our spell, beloveds. Starting no later than 9:30AM Saturday October 31, we have to believe that Joe Biden’s ancient butt is gonna be sitting in that chair come January 20, 2021, after a landslide victory. Period. We can allow room for no other thought. Even if we fear that the grifting cheeto will call on his (snicker) Proud Boys to go out into the streets and cause every kind of trouble, even if we fear that he will do everything in his power to cling to whatever power he has left, we have to believe that Kindly Old Uncle Joe is going to be in charge from there on out. See Joe in the chair. Hold him in your mind’s eye having meetings, sitting at the desk working, having a cup of coffee and a donut, being calm and affable and rational. Imagine Kamala announcing that the US is going to pay everybody $2000 a month to stay the hell home for a couple months until this stupid virus is beaten. Imagine clean air and water legislation being put back in place. Imagine Medicare for All because, what the hell, it can’t hurt and we can dream, right? And at 9:49AM, hurl that thought out into the Universe, and allow the Moon to fling it up to Source at the Great Central Sun, so that from that very moment on, It Is So.
Believe with all your might. Everything is gonna be alright. We are the most powerful force on Earth.
Love and light and peace and holy sound to one and all, and a very happy and blessed Samhain, and an even better Election Day.