Magickal Mishaps!

Aug 1

I tested one of my charmed products on myself. That was a mistake, y’all — for realz!

I been working with herbs a couple years, now. I got inspired by Detroiter Lottie V. Spady of Earthseed Detroit (linked below). There’s plenty of science to support the physical, emotional and psychological effects of plants. I’ve been calling that shit magick but the shit is technology that my ancestors practiced. Western Supremacy has fooled us into thinking all that wisdom was bullshit.

I’ve been mixing African-American rootwork into bath and body products to serve skeptics who ain’t asking for no protection or love spells when they need a little spiritual assistance. I recently made a natural deodorant that was charmed to help the user set stronger boundaries. Of course I tested it on myself—not for the charm part, but to see if it kept me from stinking.

It did okay on my b. o. I got a bonus when my thorny ass neighbor called me. He’s been quiet since I charmed his ass a month ago. Usually, I‘d keep my distance, but something drove me right out to see him. He was arms stretched across his car like a ghetto Jesus. I’ll give him he sexy AF. He even started out sweet. As usual he was there to gripe about my damn lawn . I was ready to smile and nod, but he came right out of the blue and asked point blank if I had a problem with him. Normally, I‘d lie and say “No, you’re a great neighbor!” and bunch of bullshit. I could even feel my tongue getting twisted to find a diplomatic way to be honest.

I complimented him on his own lawn, but told him straight up I didn’t want my yard to look like his. I let him know I was tired of having this talk with him. His head snapped back like I had punched him in the face. He sure AF wasn’t used to me being that direct. I wasn’t frigging used to it. His sweet soured right quick and he went back to being the bully. I wasn’t phased. I said what I had to. When he got to threatening, as usual, I asked for clarification in a loud voice to remind him there were witnesses. I sprinkled a little black pepper and kept it moving.

I didn’t hit me (and neither did he) right away, but that was magick at work. That charmed deodorant had kicked in hard. I sent a message to the client letting know her work was on the way. I gave the client a warning and I hope she reads this. That shit is strong magick—faith, vanilla and Psalm 23—use with caution!

*UPDATE - The neighbor came back and apologized for their behavior. #strongmagick #unify #wagelove #hoodoo #rootwork works

Pink Flowers

Pink Flowers is a Black trans artist, peacemaker, educator, and pleasure activist whose work lives at the intersection of embodiment, governance, and cultural transformation. Trained in Theater of the Oppressed, Art of Hosting, and Navajo-informed Peacemaking practices, Pink designs spaces where conflict can be addressed, power can be examined, and joy can be reclaimed.

Her artistic and pedagogical practice draws from African trickster cosmology, Brazilian Joker traditions, shamanic ritual, and cooperative economics. She is the founder of the award-winning Falconworks Theater Company (2005–2021), which used popular theater to build civic capacity and participatory leadership in historically marginalized communities.

Pink served for over five years as a trained Peacemaker in the Red Hook Community Justice Center in Brooklyn, facilitating restorative processes within the New York City court system. From 2015–2018, she worked in cooperative business development with the Center for Family Life, supporting worker-owned enterprises in immigrant communities.

She currently serves as Director of Education and Training for the Inter-Cooperative Council in Ann Arbor, where she leads leadership development and conflict engagement initiatives. Her work has been presented nationally and internationally, including at the Stretch Festival in Berlin and the Pedagogy and Theatre of the Oppressed Conference.

Across ritual, performance, mediation, and institutional design, Pink’s work asks a central question:

What becomes possible when we refuse shame and choose conscious power instead?

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