My path into the world of magick has been anything but conventional, shaped by the stars, guided by intuition, and soaked in the kind of Venusian energy that doesn’t always come with roses and ribbons.

It started when I first got into astrology and learned that Venus rules my chart. Sounds beautiful, right? Except… she’s in detriment. Translation? She doesn’t behave the way people expect her to. Instead of gracing me with easy charm and effortless pleasure, she offered a road paved with intensity, obsession, heartbreak, desire, and hard-earned wisdom. For a long time, I fought it. But eventually, I stopped resisting and started listening. If Venus was going to drag me into the depths, I might as well learn the language of the underworld along the way.

As I began mentoring others, especially women navigating their own sacred chaos, I realized my path wasn’t just mine. Everyone has their own expression of love, worth, and desire. And it’s not always soft. Sometimes it’s sharp. Sometimes it burns. Sometimes love is destruction before it becomes healing. I’ve heard people say love should feel “light and easy,” and I had to laugh. Because for many of us, it doesn’t. And that doesn’t make it less valid, it makes it real.

One of the biggest lessons I’ve learned is this: 

the shadow side of love is not something to avoid, it’s something to wield. Love isn’t only candlelit kisses and sweet surrender. It’s seduction. It’s power. It’s the pull of obsession, the ache of loss, and the rawness of rebirth. The left-hand path gets this. Love isn't just about merging with another, it's about reclaiming yourself, again and again, even when it costs you everything.

Mythology has always backed this up. Psyche's story isn’t just romance, it’s a descent. A test. An initiation. And Inanna? She walks into the underworld, stripped layer by layer, and still finds her way back. That’s what real love does, it strips you down to your bones, demands truth, and dares you to rise.

This path I walk isn’t about love as a cliché. It’s about love as a current. Wild, elemental, and sometimes a little dangerous. The kind that doesn’t promise safety, but promises change. The kind that forces you to choose yourself, even while loving another. The kind that teaches you how to burn for something without losing who you are.

And I’m still here, walking it, sharing what I’ve learned, helping others reclaim love, worth, and magick on their own terms. Because love isn't just light. It's shadow, mystery, and a bit of madness. And if you ask me? That’s where the real power is.