Your emotions said something this week. Did you hear it?
A ritual for emotional clarity without self-abandonment.
✨ SPELL
Even when the moon isn’t new or full, we don’t have to wait for a “special” sky to practice reclaiming ourselves.
Ritual isn’t about the calendar—it’s about interrupting the grind, reorienting to what matters, and reminding yourself you’re not just here to produce.
Here’s a ritual for this week, aligned with the current zodiacal season. Minimal supplies. Maximum reclamation.
That full moon in Cancer wasn’t subtle.
It illuminated everything tender, everything touched, everything you’ve been carrying too quietly.
And maybe you’re tempted to “make sense” of all of it.
But not everything needs meaning.
Some things just need space.
This week, we’re letting the feelings land instead of shoving them into productivity.
Water + Boundaries
Supplies:
A glass of water
Paper + pen
Steps:
Write one feeling that surfaced this week. Just one.
Hold the glass of water and say:
I can feel this without becoming it.Read your word into the water.
Drink half.
Pour the rest out. As a release, not a rejection.
You’re not drowning in your emotions.
You’re digesting them, then releasing them.
✊ HEX — Against the Presumption
This week, I was planning to hex Marco Rubio for Venezuela.
And don’t worry. He’s still on the list.
But I’m a lesbian. And what happened in Minneapolis demands to be named not only for murder, but also in the context of queerness.
A woman was killed by an ICE agent.
Her name was Renee Nicole Good.
She had a wife. She had a child.
And that’s where the story quietly starts to fracture.
Because while the murder itself is being reported, as it should be, the secondary violence is barely being spoken about:
The way queer families are immediately treated as legally and culturally unstable the moment something goes wrong.
In coverage following Renee’s death, her child’s grandfather was quoted saying:
“There’s nobody else in his life… I’ll drive. I’ll fly. To come and get my grandchild.”
But that’s not true. And that line? That’s the problem.
Not the grief. Not the love.
The presumption.
The presumption that a child with two moms is somehow less held.
The presumption that queerness is optional in a crisis.
That our parenthood is negotiable when the paperwork gets messy or the courts get cruel.
I don’t know the recent context of the relationship that existed between the child and his father, or between Renee and his father, but I do know his father passed away in 2023.
And based on how Renee is being referred to everywhere as a wife, and the woman who was in the vehicle with her when she was murdered referred to herself as Renee’s wife, stating that she had a 6-year-old in school, it’s also pretty safe to assume the child has a parent.
He has Renee’s wife.
What he doesn’t have is a system that reliably recognizes queer parenthood as real, complete, and protected.
And that is what we are hexing.
Of course, we hex ICE, whose violence creates these ruptures and then walks away. And I encourage you to attend any pop-up protest, rally, or vigil taking place in your area, as well as calling your representatives to demand they defund ICE.
We also hex the laws that still leave same-sex parents vulnerable when tragedy strikes.
We hex the quiet assumption that a lesbian family is provisional — valid only until someone else steps in.
We hex the cultural reflex that treats queer parenthood as paperwork-dependent instead of relationship-based.
We hex the presumption that our families dissolve under pressure.
And we bless something truer in its place:
May queer spouses be recognized as parents without question.
May queer parenthood be treated as law, not a debate.
May our families be protected in practice, not just in theory.
May our families be protected like they matter, because they do.
May every institution that treats our love as conditional lose its authority.
May every institution that profits off our vulnerability lose its footing.
Because we are not temporary.
We are not an exception.
We are not up for grabs.
Our families are real.
And we will defend them like it.
They are not incomplete.
They do not disappear when the state fails us.
They endure.
Also, FUCK ICE.
📌 Action
Support Renee’s wife and their child through the GoFundMe set up for funeral costs and ongoing care. At the time I’m writing this, Thursday morning, the GoFundMe has raised nearly $550k. And while that’s 11x the target of $50k, if the child’s grandfather tries to essentially kidnap him, that money will disappear quickly. Here’s the link. https://www.gofundme.com/f/support-for-renee-goods-wife-and-son
With care that doesn’t collapse you and recognizes your family as valid,
-xoxo- Keli
PS: If your body is asking for structure and clarity for the year ahead, join me for The Aligned Year Blueprint on Jan 18.
We’ll build a 2026 that feels like breathing, not bracing.
