Get me outta here spell good for those looping times spent in the time machine when the mind takes you back to the past and you’ve been obsessing about terrible events that happened decades ago and what can you do? There is no real time machine but you can’t go back and change anything anyway, so hop on your broom and take yourself outta here.
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Reward yourself instead of looping in the primeval soup of our own personal Big Bang when we slid out and walked across the linoleum of our parents’ homes.
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Nothing says “domesticity” like a broom!
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My two favorite Slavic house spirits love brooms but for different reasons: Kikimora, spinner extraordinaire, is mean and demands a clean home. But Domovoi, the one accepted by my family, at moving time merely requires a loaf of bread, a tub of salt, and a broom. Yeah, sweep the floor but it’s really used to pound the wall and demand that the previous house spirit leaves, follows his people, and makes room for our protective domovoi.
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Welcoming our house spirits is an easy spell (feed them) but climbing on the broom and flying away from pain and sorrow is a bit harder. We can do it, though, especially as a lone practitioner, not into too much ritual. But you can buy a Pagan broom, fancy with cinnamon or rubbing oils, or just use your dollar store broom, as I do, spider webs, Gulf sand, and all.
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Hold that broom (or sit on it like a vintage hobby horse) and fly. Close your eyes because it’s dizzying, at first. Zoom through the sky. Tell the wind you want those thoughts swept out of your mind.
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See the lightning traveling from cloud-to-cloud. Tell the fire to crisp away the negativity today and continue to fly until you find a cloud-to-ground bolt of light.
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Splash into the ocean and ask the water to wash away any thoughts remaining, paining you.
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Then walk upon the earth, bare feet grounding you with the sweet dirt, moving through grass and leaves from cooling trees.
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Thank your broom for the ride of your life and release. Hear that trumpet and gravelly voice? Satchmo singing “What a wonderful world”!
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And it is…
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© 2022 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)
IMAGE: Broom, Baritone, Domovoi
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