Granny Boho

29/12/2025

Lately, I’ve been reminded that magic doesn’t always look like it does in fairy tales. It’s not all glittering spells and grand transformations. More often, it’s quiet. Subtle. Ordinary. The kind that arrives softly, without fanfare, in the smallest of details.

Magic can appear in the most unexpected places: in the shimmer of sunlight dancing across a wall, in the flutter of wings brushing past your window, in the comforting scent of tea rising gently from your favorite cup. Sometimes it’s in the hush that follows a sigh, in the way a kind message reaches you just when you need it most, or in the warmth of a candle flickering on your desk.

There are days when the world feels heavy, when worries take up too much space in the mind. But then, something tiny and beautiful happens—a shaft of golden light, the laughter of a child, a few seconds of stillness—and the air shifts. You feel, for just a moment, that everything might be okay. That’s everyday magic. It’s what reminds us that beauty and wonder are always near, waiting to be noticed.

21/12/2025

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GIFT VOUCHERS ARE SUCH A FABULOUS IDEA. WHY NOT BUY A VOUCHER FOR A FRIEND OR FAMILY MEMBER THAT HAS EVERYTHING.

12/11/2025

ENERGETIC VOMITING

When the soul spits out the darkness to become light again.

There are processes you don't understand until you experience them yourself.

Moments when something rises up inside you, because you've swallowed so much: words, emotions, expectations, lies, pain.

Everything you've never spoken out of love, fear, or duty, lies like layers over your inner fire.

And then comes that point when your soul wants to vomit.

Not physically, but energetically.

It wants to release the old from within you, loudly, rawly, uncontrollably.

Because your system can no longer bear it.

This energetic vomiting isn't chaos, it's cleansing.

Your body is merely the instrument,

your energy the field that lets go.

Sweat, trembling, tears, vibrations ~ all signs that energy is moving.

You are releasing old programs, foreign energies, and collective patterns.

You spit out guilt, shame, fear, self-betrayal.

Everything you once swallowed because you had to function.

Because you thought spirituality had to be quiet, delicate, and harmonious.

But true awakening is raw.

It stinks, it burns, it tears.

Because you peel off layers that have kept you small.

In this catharsis, your light is born, new, real, unadulterated.

When you purify yourself, you become permeable.

Your body begins to glow again, your field pulsates, your breath becomes clear.

You remember:

I am not my fear. I am not my past. I am pure energy breaking free.

These moments are not weakness.

They are initiation.

A transitional phase between death and rebirth, between the you you were and the you you truly are.

Breathe.

Let go.

Let yourself be flowed through.

For sometimes the soul spits out darkness, only to immerse you in light.

✨💫