LexTalk

Last night, I felt the pull of ritual—the kind of quiet magic that calls softly but firmly, like moonlight nudging the waves. I laid out my witchy altar cloth, placed my oracle card holder just so, and picked up my wand. Not for show, not for power—but for partnership. I wanted the cards to choose me as much as I chose them.

I closed my eyes, breathed in the thick velvet of the night, and waved the wand slowly over my deck. Once… twice… a third time. The energy settled, and I knew: it was time.

From my Witching Hour Oracle Deck, three cards slipped out like secrets.

• 11: Enter at Your Own Risk
• 41: Salt
• 4: Familiar

The message? Oh, it was clear—and loud in that soft, soul-knocking way the universe tends to whisper when you actually listen.

 Card One: Enter at Your Own Risk

This card immediately gave me goosebumps. It’s the threshold card—the warning, the invitation, the glittering hallway of possibility that might just lead to a trapdoor. It told me there’s something I’m tempted by. A situation, a person, a shift—something pulling me forward, but not without consequence.

It’s not saying “don’t go.”

It’s saying: know what you’re walking into. Protect your heart. Keep your wand handy.

 Card Two: Salt

Salt. Cleanse. Purify. Shield.

The second card grounded the reading hard. Salt is spiritual hygiene—plain and simple. It made me realize that while I might be curious about what lies ahead, I need to take a moment to clear what I’m carrying. Heavy energy. Lingering words. Old wounds still trying to bite.

Before any portal opens, salt your space. Salt your spirit.

You deserve to walk in light, not drag chains behind you.

 Card Three: Familiar

And then came this sweet, comforting card—like a balm for the tension. My Familiar.

Juggy.

Or maybe something older, something unseen, but still walking quietly beside me.

This card told me I’m protected. I’m seen. I’m not doing this alone, even if it feels like I am.

The cats, the creatures, the guides—they’re watching. Whispering. Waiting.

Maybe Juggy’s odd behavior at night isn’t just zoomies. Maybe he knows something I don’t. (Let’s be honest—he usually does.)

 Final Thoughts

This spread felt like a call and a comfort. The reminder to stay aware. To cleanse deeply. And to trust the ones who walk the unseen paths with us.

So, I went to bed with salt by my door, Juggy curled at my feet, and this affirmation in my heart:

“I trust my intuition, cleanse what no longer serves me, and walk with unseen guides who protect and empower my path.”

Sleep sweet, witchlings. 

Until the next card calls…

Want to Work with This Deck Too?

Tonight’s reading came from one of my favorite oracle decks – The Witching Hour Oracle. The artwork is hauntingly beautiful, and the messages always feel like they’re speaking directly to my soul. If you’re feeling drawn to it, you can check it out here on Amazon. (As an Amazon Associate, I earn from qualifying purchases).