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Lucifer and Mammon Are Testing Me Today

Sometimes the universe sends mixed signals — a pull between loving who I am now and figuring out what I really want. Today, I’m feeling the vibes of both Lucifer (that moment of “Wait… I actually love who I am”) and Mammon (the push to get stable and make moves).

I got a message from someone from my past, and it’s stirring up old feelings but also new possibilities. It’s like a test:
Is this worth going back to — like reconnecting with an ex?
Or is it time to move forward and start fresh?

Feels like these two watchers are challenging me to decide if I’m ready to dive back in or if I should keep building my own path.

Anyone else ever feel like life’s giving you a “what now?” moment like this? How do you choose?

art by OpenArtai

🌿 Let’s Clear Something Up... 🔥

Yes, we talk about Lucifer. Yes, Satan too.
But no—we don’t worship them. This isn’t about summoning anything or preaching rebellion for the sake of chaos.

The Watchers aren’t gods. They aren’t idols.
They’re representations—of emotions we all feel, of truths that were labeled as sins, of parts of ourselves we were told to hide.

Lucifer represents identity and pride in who you are.
Satan? He’s righteous rage, the fire that protects.
They—and the rest—stand for balance, awareness, and growth. Not blind devotion.

And if we were to "worship" anything… it’d be the Earth beneath our feet.
Mother Nature is the one we honor. The cycles. The life. The death. The return.
She doesn’t ask for perfection—just honesty.

This page is about owning your truth. Not replacing one dogma with another.

🌒 You don’t have to believe in anything specific to be here.
But if you feel like traditional faiths never made space for you—
You just might belong here.

🌒 Some wounds don’t stay buried. And maybe… they’re not supposed to. 🌘

So yesterday I had to go back to my old borough—Ville-Émard. It’s where I lived with my ex for five of the nine years we were together. I won’t go into full detail, but that relationship was toxic. There were good moments, sure—but a lot of it was mental and verbal abuse....

I hadn’t been back since we were evicted almost two years ago. The moment I stepped off the metro, I broke. That place had been my home for five years. And walking through it again? It was like walking through ghosts. I felt everything—what I lost, what I endured, and the things that still hurt.

Funny enough, the vet I was supposed to go to wasn’t even open due to tech issues. So there wasn’t even a real reason to go… but maybe the universe—or one of the Watchers—decided it was time. Time to face it. Time to press the bruise and let it ache a little. Because healing doesn’t always happen in safe spaces. Sometimes you’ve gotta walk back through the fire to see how far you’ve come.

When I got home, I was still emotionally charged. Talking with my adopted mom, I realized maybe this was the only way to close that chapter. Not with hatred. Not with fear. But with truth. With presence.

Because sometimes, healing means returning—not to stay, but to finally walk away whole.

💬 If you’ve ever revisited a place....physical or emotional, that once broke you, just know: You’re not weak for feeling it. You’re strong for surviving it.

And maybe the ache means you’re still healing. Still here.
And that? That’s powerful.

Drop a comment or just a 🖤 if you’ve felt this. You’re not alone.

I feel the need to say we do not hate or judge other religions or beliefs here and to prove so, I asked a close friend of mine one whos like an adopted mother to me to share her favourite passages and these are the 2 she picked and i must say Peter 5:7 is quite deep