“Unless you brought snacks.”

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✨ Description:
You are not broken.
You are reorganizing at the cellular level while crying into a blanket and contemplating the metaphysical significance of cheese.

This card is your cosmic permission to not be okay today.
You’re still healing. Still integrating.
Still trying to figure out why your shadow cries during toothpaste commercials and why your aura gets migraines near certain people.

Let’s be clear:
Healing isn’t just bubble baths and journaling.
It’s forgetting who you were.
Feeling weird in your own skin.
Waking up exhausted because your dreams decided to host a full-blown trauma festival at 3 AM.

And that’s okay.
You don’t owe anyone clarity, grace, or an emotionally available version of yourself right now.

You owe yourself silence.
A snack.
And maybe a show with zero personal growth whatsoever.

🔮 Mini RITUAL: Total Energetic Quarantine

What you need:
🧸 A blanket you trust
🍿 A snack you’d fight your inner child for
📴 No phone, no texts, no “you up?”
📖 A book with zero messages about transformation

Wrap yourself in a soft void.
Look the world in the metaphorical eye and say:

“I am currently a limited-edition spiritual mess.
Please contact your local guru if you require wisdom.”

Then proceed to nap like it’s your divine calling.

🛸 Mantra of the Card:
“I am healing, and that healing is none of your business.
Unless you have snacks. Then we can talk.”

✨ Namaste, but my inner work is under a blanket ✨