Help House of Bone and Dahlia Thrive

Very recently, I was given an opportunity to make my dream a reality. That dream being to have my own brick and mortar for my metaphysical shop, House of Bone and Dahlia. The circumstances were unthinkable, however, a dear friend was sick, but in the effort to help her and her business, I offered to help run the day to day. A couple weeks turned into several months. Eventually, we made plans for me to take over the space so that she could have something to come back to that wasn’t overwhelming for her. Her and I discussed the details, she giving her approval for my ideas on what the business would eventually look like.

I envisioned a space with a slightly darker aesthetic, a Practical Magic meets gothic Hobbit hole, if you will. A place where Witches, Pagans, spiritual people and those that were curious could wander the shelves of various items and find what could aid them in their practice or represent their weird little selves. I wanted to give other like minded people opportunities to sell their hand crafted goods as well as myself; Showcasing that witchcraft and spirituality are beautiful, inspiring, and for everyone in various ways. My focus would also be education. From the experienced looking for guidance to the vastly inexperienced seeking a path they could call their own. I didn’t want people to be afraid to ask questions. I didn’t want people to be afraid period. My friend had been afraid of witches and witchcraft until we met and I showed her that while I might be… eccentric? What her and I did (she was a Reiki Master and crystals expert) were oh so similar and our end goal, to help people, was the same.

Unexpectedly, my friend passed. Her loss was massive and devastating, but she had given me such a gift. Before she passed I told her she was literally making my dream come true, by trusting me with her business space and being able to see through to my vision. Forever humble, she just sort of laughed and said she couldn’t wait to see what I would do. With that being said, I have almost everything in place, I just need a bit of a push forward. There have been a few hiccups along the way, but in order for me to properly aide my witchy and spiritual community, I need a beefy inventory that will sustain the business. I truly believe we need places like mine more than ever given how are world is and can be. A place where you can learn, have fun, see your interests represented and a place where you can just breathe. So, I need your help. Being a new business owner with a dream and what is seemingly endless ambition, I want to bring my vision to reality. Like, I said, we are almost there and maybe with your help, I can make this dream of mine something that can last for decades.

I do want to give back, however. Therefore for every person who donates, I want to do two things, I want your first visit to House of Bone and Dahlia be where you can get 20% off any of my merchandise. I also want to gift you a print of mine. I have been cultivating my own Tarot deck and I also do commission pieces as well as my own witchy pieces. So, I want you to be able to have the luxury of choosing from one of those art prints to have in your home.

I can’t do this properly without my community so this is the least I can do to say thank you.

I want to make myself, my friend and you all proud. Thank you for this. See you at House of Bone and Dahlia.

Ever since I was a child I always told my parents I just wanted to be creative and be my own boss. I tried all manner of creative avenues, that never were quite right. That was until I mustered the courage to “come out of the broom closet”. I am a practicing witch and have been even before I knew what I was even doing. I was a kid that felt like an outsider in a faith I grew up in, that being the Roman Catholic Church. I was performing rituals in my

bedroom, not knowing that’s what I was doing. I was reading tarot with eerie accuracy, my connection with the world around me was always too much to bare or wrought with injustices I needed to help fix. It wasn’t until I got into my twenties that I really started to embrace my love of witchcraft and spirituality, but in secret. I then completely had my life upheaved, some by choice, some not. Finally I reached a point where I was tired, I was tired of people pleasing, I was tired of not being who I knew I was and am. So, almost simultaneously, I told people I was a witch and that I was going to start my own business.

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