Lisa Marie Basile

Remember that your body is you, it is not separate. Treat it, yourself, with love. You’re a body of magic.

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Is there a certain quality to letter writing or diary keeping that inspires the confessional? I believe so.

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For the longest time, I've turned to tarot cards — usually read by someone else for me — to seek wisdom. Read...

The Magical Writing Grimoire is a book of inclusive and accessible rituals and writing prompts for anyone who feels called to using words as a source of healing, empowerment, joy, generativity, and self-exploration. Read...

In this column, I talk about things other people think or say, but not out loud, and certainly not in public. No one wants to say, “People either love me or hate me” because it sounds ridiculous and arrogant and icky.

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Loss was a language I’d learned early but had no way to speak it out of me. Read...

My happiness is what undid me, ironically. I worried so much about being OK with the happiness that I fell apart.

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This is the one time of year, Scorpio Season (Oct. 23 to Nov. 22), when getting a little closer and looking a little deeper is, in some ways, inevitable.

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Some grief is inert. Some grief is an engine. Sometimes actively participating in grief, I’ve learned, is one small way we can learn to escape its riptide.

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Like a lot of people with chronic illness or autoimmune/autoinflammatory disorders, I went through a dead-end labyrinth to get my diagnosis.

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