A PUNK ON THE RUN


Lately I have been the happiest and healthiest I have ever been.


Wednesday, November, 6th 2024.

How you see the world, when you don`t see it.

Whenever I lock eyes with someone, I can see their soul. It is hard for me to navigate around the world, since most people have kind souls but not always kind intentions. It is their ego, that turns them into the most fucking selfish and awful people you have ever met in your entire life, though sometimes it is a curse.

There is one sentence in everyone’s Aura and that sentence rings in my head like a bell.

“You are a waist of space” I look in his eyes. Wait, what? A horrible thing to think about yourself, I wonder how I can help him. But without permission from him, I cannot look closer than the aura. I gather all my strength go over and say: “Do you want a Tarot reading?” He agrees, we walk over to the table in the hostel where I like to sit and smoke.

“Okay, you have to allow me in your energy, otherwise I will be shuffling the cards for hours.” I say, he laughs, the mood lightens and he opens up. We lock eyes. I disappear into his soul.

Oh damn, someone is not connected to their feelings. What a sad heart. The lion with the seven of hearts, his heart is broken, and he is still in shock. Was it a romantic thing? No, it looks like Trauma, something broke him. He will know what it is, let’s look further. There is a lot of energy in his stomach, but it cannot get up cause his heart is so blocked.

“You have to start feeling your feelings if you want your energy back.” His eyes fill with tears, suddenly he flees my eyes. I smile. “It is normal for men I think, we are not allowed to feel.” He explains himself. I nod and put out more cards. Two to the right and two to the left, on the left side are the most beautiful cards you could imagine, on the right side is trouble and clouds.

“Okay so what I see here is the left side is your heart and the right side is your brain. You are very much in your brain and that is killing your spark. There is something in your past that has shocked you so bad, you locked your heart and never took it out again.” “I am from the Ukraine.” He says, we share a moment of eye contact, a war Trauma, horrible. There is nothing I can say to make him feel better so I move on with the cards. “You need your feelings, otherwise you will feel like this forever. Do you feel good?” He shakes his head. “Do you feel lost and stuck?” He nods. “Feel this grieve, feel this feeling, let it come over you and wash you from the inside. It is just a feeling, why are you so scared? It will not kill you.” “Like a wave.” He says his eyes are sad and fixed to the table in front of us. “My friends say, I have no feelings.” “Well, that is not true, you have feelings, no matter what your friends say.” He nods. “You will be okay.” I reassure him. “You are not alone, you know.” “I feel alone in a crowd full of people.” “That is because you fail to emotionally connect with them. You feel lonely because you are lacking connection, not because you are lacking community. But you are doing a great job, you are emotionally connecting with me right now. You are very vulnerable, that is a great job. Keep on walking that path and open your heart. Let God, let live.” I smile at him then I get up and continue my night.

“So, what do you do for living?” the girl in my room asks me. “I am a spiritual advisor; I do like Tarot cards and help people with difficult life decisions.” She is intrigued, yet a tad scared. “You have a witch in your eyes.” She shakes her head and walks backwards. I smile at her. “Can you do a reading for me?” she asks me.

Twenty minutes later, we find us at the table again, where I like to sit and smoke. “Okay so that is actually very good. You are doing very good right now. Your life has changed a lot lately and you had to adapt, but you are doing a very good job. Your work misses you; they see what has been missing out since you left and there is a future partner coming in. Very female energy, are you gay?” “No, no, no, no.” She shakes her head and looks at me in pure shock, later I found out, she is quite catholic. “Well, it could be a very female man, you know with a lot of female energy. Some pretty curls and a nice smile. Pay attention to his smile, that is how you`ll know.” “But there is someone?” “Yes of course.” She is very scared to end up alone, scared she will not find someone to love, I feel a lot of pressure and expectations from the outside, but no actual worry from herself. Her soul knows, she just doesn’t trust it. “We all have someone to love, don`t be so scared, the right person will come to you. Let live, let God.” We smile.

It is an interesting gift I am having and boy I tell you how confused I get when their souls don`t line up with their actions. How many relationships I had where I fell in love with their soul, not their mind. Turning me into an anxious monster, desperately trying to connect them with their soul while finding my way back to myself. Why are people so confusing? Is it cause you know, your heart can't stand leaving me? Is it cause I invoke such strong feelings within you? Why do you enjoy making your life hard? Instead of connecting with your soul and finding the awnsers inside of yourself, you push it away and live in fear and hate. You scared your friends gonna laugh or something?

Your life is easier when you are connected to yourself listening to your brain and ignoring your soul is gonna result in, nothing bad actually, it just takes you away from your special path, from your potential. Using your spiritual powers will let you see how fucked up this world actually is and it will let you see how easy we can fix it, how much power we, the people hold. Your feelings want to help you, they are your inner guidance system and if it is one thing I can tell you what you have to do, regardless of your life number or anything in your cards:

You have to disconnect yourself from the expectations of others and go on your own way.

Trust me, bro, it will serve you in many ways I cannot even start to explain.

Sometimes though, our feelings can get blocked. That can happen through curses and through us. We can curse ourselves and save negative information in our aura out of fear of our own potential. Adorable, right?

I know, what a skeptical might think now,  but do not underestimate the power a curse has on you and never underestimate how much of an asshole you can be, when you don`t care about them. Meaning that without any spiritual protection you will be cursed from time to time because you can be kind of a dick to people, it is what makes you human.

Some curses go away after some time and some haunt you for years, centuries to speak, some even over many lifetimes. Your relationships can be cursed, your family, your entire soul, everything you are. You need some type of spiritual protection, I tell you that my friend.

Or you do the simple thing: You keep a witch close to you, by being kind to her and listen to her, when she speaks. I want to love you, don't be scared of my love honey.

I usually clean my friends and family frequently from negative influences and take them under my spiritual protection, when I feel like they deserve it. I am very picky these days.

That by the way is why you feel so damn good when you spend a lot of time with me, it`s because I watch out over you and so do my spirit guides. At times your soul wakes me up in the night, because you are scared, cold and feel lonely.

You don`t remember our late night soul talks, but I do, and I make sure to give you a little bit of my love every time.

Last week I fought a demon off a friend and took her under my spiritual protection, I hope she is going better. Anyways I guess what I am trying to say is, I can help you. Intentionally and unintentionally.  And if I can`t help you, because it might exceed my possibilities, I know someone who can help you. Click here, it can be easy. I see way far beyond what you ever could imagine, and I am the happiest little girl alive when my spiritual abilities are actually being put to a use. So, call me beep me, if you wanna reach me babe.

Love you, bye.

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