My darrrrlings, July has been a miserable month. There is nothing much to say here since it is almost over at the time of this posting (Empira summoned me much too late and booked me on that horrid flight) and the month is practically in the throes of its death now miserably melting in this Godforsaken heat wave. The only ones happy are the alligators surrounding the Alcatraz of the swamplands. Where are my witches and why haven’t you taken care of that little situation out in the Everglades? This is the Cancerian month of the zodiac and we can all learn from the crab, which is a resilient little creature both on land and at sea. The crab, as does the tarot of the month, The Chariot, reminds us all to persevere in the face of adversity and that’s what we must all do. Do you hear that Mags the Seraphim? All of us. The Collective. Be the crab just try not to catch any.