Welcome to my World!
I'm excited to show you my magical treasures!
This is a magnificent Vintage Voodoo Doll from New Orleans. A friend gave it to me 15 years ago and it was a Vintage piece then.
It is for protection and it comes with herbs and instructions. It comes in a black velvet box.
I try to take good pictures, but magical jewels, they glow! Most pictures turn out blurred.
Please feel free to contact me anytime.
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Gina
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Destiny has filled my journey with glory and a little bit of mischief every now and then, and that is the nature of things, life as it is in this Realm; always around us ready to give, ready to support and if you are not careful, ready to take it all back and a little more...
Magic is not an easy subject to talk about, specially to those that don't believe there could be anything beyond this material world we live in; but please be patient and bear with me and I will show you the beauty of our lives that are filled with miracles all around us. My desire is to shed little light into your darkest moments. I am lighting a candle to light your brighter light. So that you may start to clearly see, as our lights will shine brighter together.
About the mysteries... let those who have ears hear the truth, you will only listen if you are ready. Have no fear! A candle that is lit with good intent will never burn a house down... but please, don't leave a candle unattended.
I must start from the beginning... so, here we go:
I come from a family of Italian eccentrics and lovers of all that is Spiritual.
I would go around helping grandma with her herbs and concoctions. Grandma knew so much! From all the ordinary every day tasks to herbs and charms.
I would help grandpa with his benedictions blessing people to remove the Evil Eye. Grandpa was a Freemason, a 33 degree one. He hid his awards and magic books in the basement.
Aunt Elza was the one that told me I was going to Read Fortunes, just le moins cher like her. She spent her time Reading her playing cards and Oracles, that was how she made her living. She was my father's sister and she collected cats. I think I inherited my love for cats from my father's side of the family, when my paternal grandpa passed away he had 14 lovely cats.
I remember spending time in aunt Elza's home when I was growing up and her Siamese cat would come to me in the middle of the night, her cat would sit on my stomach and talk. He would meow. But for me, half asleep and half awake, in that state when your spirit is not aware of its restrictions to the body and it is ready to take flight, in that special way, I was able to understand what her cat would be telling me with his meownese. It was the funniest thing! He would tell me all about the neighborhood and his walks and he would gossip! Can you imagine? Yes, cats gossip!!
Great-aunt Assunta and her husband had their Seances every Wednesday evening, where they opened their home to those that wanted to contacted their loved ones that were long gone.
...Will you know when to keep a secret? “Secrecy is the Soul of Magic!” I learned that with Grandpa. When you work your magic, do not go telling everyone about it. Magic is like a little seed you planted. You must forget. The rain and sun will let it take its course and grow. If you keep going there and digging the seed out of the ground to see if it is growing, what do you think will happen? Be secretive about your magic! Be secretive about your Destiny and your Divinations as well! Tell no one.
I am a Seer and I am passionate about the ancient Faery Lore and I also work with the Kabbalah and it's Astral paths.
Stay with me and we shall learn and grow and transcend within endless magical possibilities...
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