Dear Diary #35

This new moon, I'm calling back the magic and setting new intentions for my creative home. Inside: a creative reset with tarot, journaling, and room to imagine what's next.

5-minute read of real-deal diary-entry kind and more 👁️🌸

Hi, I’m Tass. I write about the delicious chaos of womanhood, and I use tarot to navigate the things that don’t seem to make any sense.

TOMORROW, I’ll join Pukhraj Ranjan live on Substack at 17:00! We’ll talk about following our curiosity to reshape our lives and how it led me to create a community and a new career for myself.

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I reviewed my plans for this year and realized I haven’t been dreaming big or wanting things the way I used to. It felt unexpectedly sad. I’ve always thought of myself as a dreamer—someone who goes after what she wants and makes it happen. But instead of dreaming about a delicious life in a beautiful setting, I found myself praying for money.

As they always do, my tarot cards showed me the uncomfortable truth and cut through the bullshit. They never let me play the victim for too long. I’m in the driver’s seat of my life and, within the playpen of my small privileges, I get to choose how I move through the world. I’m not trying to tear down the fence and start a revolution today, but I can keep hacking patriarchal rules here and there to live my best life.

When I was around eight years old, I believed I had magical powers. Whatever I said, the opposite would happen. If I wanted to go to the pool that weekend, I’d repeat to myself over and over: We’re not going to the pool this weekend. We’re not going to the pool this weekend. We’re not going to the pool this weekend. We’re not going to the pool this weekend.

God was funny, I thought. Because it always worked. I remember manifesting a tamagotchi, candies, sunny days, my mom arriving earlier, pizza and giggling at being secretly a witch.

New moon, new intentions

Not sure when I stopped doing my magic, but this new moon, I’m calling it back. I already cleared the path for my next steps as a writer and a tarot reader. I made space on my desk, my mind, my calendar and I learned it’s my duty to prioritize what makes me feel in the mood to do what satisfies me.

If my creativity had a home, what would it look and feel like?

I’m taking this Cancer new moon as an invitation to plant the seeds for a new creative home where it’s safe to express myself fully. A sacred space where I can unapologetically welcome my weirdness and whimsy without fear of judgment.

In this space, my writing and my tarot are free to be exactly what they want to be. New ideas greet old ones—and other people’s ideas, too. They laugh, transform, and collaborate. This new home is bold and inspiring. I love its scent: sea salt in the morning, sweet vanilla in the afternoon.

It’s cozy, but it also reminds me to step outside, rest, and have fun. It’s open to other people, yet private enough for me to concentrate, dream, and sit quietly with my ideas. Everything I make here feels alive and moves people because it’s rooted in love and curiosity.

In my creative home, magic becomes real.

12:43—New Moon in Cancer 🌑 Tarot & Journal Prompts

Visionary Woman Tarot by Kristine Gorman

A card for this new moon

Eight of Cups — Your emotions need solitude before they can renew themselves. Notice what you notice. Whether you’re shedding old layers or simply pruning your garden, create a quiet space to make sure you’re leaving the right things behind before stepping into a new chapter.

The Cancer New Moon invites us to reflect on what home truly means and what genuinely nourishes us.

What kind of feeling I want to bring home? It can be your political home, creative home, social home, family home. Describe how you feel, remember moments that you felt similar and think of what you could invite into your life to create more of that feeling.

What part of myself is asking to be welcomed home? Is there a version of you you’ve been hiding, silencing, or trying to outgrow? Write a letter inviting her backwith curiosity instead of judgment.

If my creativity had a home, what would it look and feel like? Imagine a space where your ideas, dreams, and weirdness are fully accepted. What would exist there? What would no longer be allowed inside?

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