Full moon tonight ✨ Mercury is in retrograde, but this is the second full moon this month and the biggest and brightest supermoon this year! Charge those crystals and harness all that energy, y’all. My crystals are still on my sister’s rooftop from the last full moon, so I’ll just leave them there 😂

Last full moon before I go back to work next week (remotely).

Buck Moon, do your thing ✨

Full moon in Gemini season, y’all ✨

The Poles – Strawberry Moon

I was looking for strawberry moon vibes on Spotify when I stumbled across this Korean indie rock band. I’ve never watched K-dramas or been into Korean boy bands (although I love K-Pop girl bands. Blackpink, anyone?), but I love this song even though I don’t understand what they’re saying.

I ordered some selenite charging plates because I thought I wasn’t spending enough money on crystals.

Full moon tonight ✨

Vampire Weekend (ft. Steve Lacy) – Flower Moon

Charging my crystals on Pammie’s rooftop (I brought my geodes down from LA, Nori gave me the rose quartz and gold plate for Christmas, Shi gave me the amethyst bracelet for my last birthday, and the other crazy Shirley brought me a bracelet back from the Philippines). Full moon tonight ✨

Nick Drake – Pink Moon

Saw it written and I saw it say
Pink moon is on its way

I’ve been out of sorts lately. I forgot my beats on the plane when I flew back to LA. I left my phone in an uber… I was getting ready to set my crystals out to recharge this morning when my mom called me and said, “Something happened,” which, coming from my mom, could mean anything from someone dying or her DVR isn’t working again (there is no in between). I’m over here thinking the absolute worst when she goes, “I accidentally broke your vitamix!” I meannn. While I’m relieved that no one is fucking dead, I’m still bummed that my $500 blender is broken.

Full moon, do your thing ✨

I had a pretty shitty day yesterday.

When I woke up this morning, I laid my crystals out to charge under the full moon, washed my serotonin pill down with crystal-infused water, and cried into my acai bowl. Pre-pandemic me would never, but LA has changed me, y’all.

I don’t know if it’s work, or my period, or the $25 I just spent on doordashing this acai bowl… but Jesus, I got emotional. You should probably avoid this hot mess express for the next 3-5 days.