Roots of a Revolution

I stand before the gate of bureaucratic injustice,
To look for the beginning of the string of conscious action
Beckoned by the voices of the depleting Earth,
And motivated by the need to involve myself more deeply in that which I am innately a part of,
I reach for the rusted padlock and I am startled as it crumbles in my hand.
The gate creaks open with an almost eerie welcome. I tarry only for an instant, inhale deeply, and gently kick to the side
The ashes of those who waited too long to enter in

A generation of those concerned but sickly, oppressed and deprived …
Poisoned by the fear of the true change, Hopeless and helpless just as before
But now reduced to worthless dust,

I step inside.

The bitter stench of pollution and murderous tyranny, burn my senses, I cover my face.
Blindly I stumble through the shadows to find I have come upon the valley of economic and political conspiracies
Just beyond the valley, worlds of truths that have been kept from us all.
Poisons, chemicals, electromagnetic manipulations, fluorides, bromides, aluminum barium, nuclear numbing, mind control
Pharmaceuticals,
Yet I Proceed
I pass the churches and the synagogues of the Kings and billionaires
Around the bloody river of genocide,
I linger for a moment near the corpses of those sacrificed in the name of religion and social and moral reform
And remember the ones personally stolen from me, and a single tear of respect drops to the ground.
I proceed.
I enter the dark avenue of public education, guided by the low chant of boredom, forced conformity, selective teaching, exploitation, religious non-religion, oppression, depression, discrimination, a multitude of stifled ideas for a new future.
Yet I proceed.
Through the blaring, pounding, screaming media field, relentlessly drilling holes in my brain, to keep us all forever in terror, ignorance and confusion.
Forever hating our own bodies and thoughts and all that we feel deep within our being....
Ashamed of not being beautiful enough, smart enough, rich enough, motivated enough, protected enough, godly enough, patriotic enough, honest enough, happy enough, careful enough, fearful enough, generous enough , resourceful enough…….
Controlling us all with the myth of mental incompetence, powerlessness, and submission.
So we have nothing left but to throw ourselves at big brother’s feet and say “help me please”” oh great man, protect me, take care of me “…. “You promised…
Oh yeah Right!

Priming us for the lack of privacy, fantasies of surreal lives of our Hollywood Gods and Goddesses….
Promoting the viewing of staged personal tragedies, deep inner secrets, games of love, and sex and Money
With hidden cameras, microphones, tracking devices, digital video technologies;
A fantasy world out of reach… distraction to reality
All the while broadcasters are prostituted for their ability to lie straight through their handsome and honest appearance, just to distort and deter us from any resemblance to the truth….
Yet I proceed.
I come to a fork in a pathway leading to a great forest.
And I strain to imagine the direction others have taken before.
I stand torn with nothing to direct me but instinct
And the vague recollection of an earth 25,000 years before.
As I allow my mind to drift back to that time
I am moved by the memory of the sweet taste of freedom on my lips
My heart pounds hard and the anxiety I now feel seems to prepare me for the end.
I fear my decision may not come as swiftly as my demise
So I reach out in desperation to the dark starless sky
And with purpose to invoke an answer.
I cry out in frustration to the force that has driven me to seek this place,
“What am I supposed to do now?’’
Where does this whole thing start?
Suddenly a psychic essence of knowing came over me and my eyes turned and focused at the foot of the tallest darkest tree
(directly to my” FAR LEFT “, of course)
At the foot of the tree lay a box
I stooped down eagerly to reveal its contents, confident the answers I seek lie within it. I brush off a thick coat of ashes to find it rather simple and unlocked
I inhale deeply and prepare myself for what is there
Knowing my life may be forever changed after I expose the true roots of a revolution.
The beginning of conscious action,
The formula I need.
I close my eyes briefly as I lift the lid
And I then gaze into the box
To find it contains nothing,
Just a mirrored lid and my own reflection.

This Game

This Game
Those who conquer, covet and take us
Those who murder, enslave and break us,
Those who rape the earth For Power,
Then plan our fate from ivory towers.
Those in office , those with Fame,
They do this shit in Jesus' Name.
(ha, right)
They bribe your kids to fight their war .
Its easiest done, they have kept them Poor.
We arent any safer , not one little bit.
Biggest terror threat ever, just feeding us shit!
They bind us and scare us until all conceed.
Steal from us freedom to satisfy greed.
They poison our air with their chemical gasses
Poison our bodies with fast food by the masses
Cures for disease we will not reap
Only if their profit is steep.
Remember we are only pieces in the game
known only by number, who cares whats your name.
The thing that just urks me,twisted up in this rink
Is the god damned TV can control how we think!!!!!!
But we just sit here watching and waiting for more
and they ALL fuckin lie ,then it's worse than before.
the best we can hope for and the help we can find
is to create peace and harmony within your own mind.




This is a poem I wrote not to long ago when I was thinking about how our government and other world leaders control us.
It infuriates me. There are so many things put out there on this planet to do nothing more than keep us ignorant, sedated and obedient.

It is just sick

Healing Majik

Yes I did set out to do Majik this weekend, What a beautiful weekend it was .
Warm and sunny , except for my new little nephew Lucas . He came down with RSV and was hospitalized. Being only 2 months old this is a serious condition. There was talk of transport to Grand Rapids if he didn't improve.
We decided the womyn in the family needed to take some majikal Action . We decided to use the chapel at the hospital to be the place to cast our circle.

With the purpose of drawing white light healing energy we ( eight of us, My sister ( baby's grandma, Me, A great nearly adopted girlfriend of my daughter maeghan, sara, My daughter not in law but yeah,Megan, My niece April ( Baby's mommy )My daughter Maeghan, My partner Val and my sister in law Tonya.)Cast a circle and went right to pulling in that energy and directing it into a large clear Quartz crystal as well as a green calcite . the energy was intense and although we had not had a ritual with all of us together before it felt very powerful, very very intense and I can only imagine what we could do if we all used our majik together... all the time wow!!

Before we left he actually was giving us big ol' smiles , cute little guy he is.
His Mommy says he is doing better today.Im so happy about that.
Thank you Great spirits for joining our circle and shining your healing power on our beloved little Man!

And yes , when we walked out of that room, all of us together , all I could think of is what a bunch of bad ass witches we are!!!!!

Feeling Spring

How nice it was to sit and enjoy the warm weather today in my front yard. Playing with my grandaughter. It makes me so eager to do some majik for these coming seasons. Ive been working on the psychic witch web site so much lately it was great to take a nice break. I cant wait to plant majikal herbs and get my hands into that dirt. Hoping to do some majik this weekend . Cant wait to tell ya about it!. More later.

Merry Meet Friends

Hi All,

I am Amanda Leonard D.D. Psychic Medium And Eclectic Feminist Witch, I am an expert Tarot Reader with over 20 yrs experience and amazing accuracy. Ask anyone I have read for . I have studied metaphysics for years as well as Many different kinds of witchcraft and manifestation practices, ritual, and spiritual. If you have found me through my website you may know me as the Psychic Witch. I have been working very hard on my website (www. thepsychicwitch.com) so I can hopefully build a new pagan community online. As Well as offering Private metaphysical Services described in my site for a fee or donation, I would like to eventually create a sort of " free pagan support, pagan helping pagans, fair energy exchange market, advice and friendship,"I am still adding interesting pages and links to my site and with a little more hard work things will be running great. At the current time we have a great forum layout, a few chats, one in the forum ,The psychic witch chat. there is a private reading room on the site as well as a womyn only and a lesbian chat room. I have been considering adding a radio station and would love some feed back as to whether or not that may be of interest. I could do radio readings "free of course, "or have a regular talk show. This is my first blog and I hope to keep up with it as often as possible giving free majikal tips and advice, discussing topics of interest and hopefully make some new friends. Blessed be , much more to come