Dreams n Drama: Analyzing My Prophetic Dream

Throughout 2025—and really, all of my life—I’ve had a number of what I consider prophetic dreams. That doesn’t mean every dream predicts something, but they almost always reveal something meaningful about the human psyche and about who you are.

Last night, I dreamed that Brianna Olsen, a famous and controversial TikTok creator, came to my house. I introduced her to my altar and my collection of witchy items. She looked at everything with curiosity and an unexpected lack of judgment.

Though we are both creators existing on the same media platforms, we occupy entirely different audiences and content niches.

She touched many of my items—stinging nettle, ivy leaves, comfrey, self-heal, aloe vera, and common plantain. I warned her not to touch the stinging nettle, but it was too late. The nettle brushed her hand, and she grimaced instantly, struck by the sharp sting. She rushed to the sink to wash her hand for relief. I gave her a pulp of comfrey and self-heal to rub onto the sting.

Then her watch beeped.

She explained that it alerts her when she needs to return to her online business to make content. She worried the watch had broken from the water—but it hadn’t.

For me, prophetic dreams only matter when you remember them, sit with them, and try to understand what they mean to you. When I woke up, my first thought was this: there is immense pressure online to be a perfect person. Brianna Olsen, in many ways, embodies the antithesis of that.

She says what she wants, leans into drama, exaggerates or invents stories, and engages with ideas that are clearly meant to drive engagement for profit. As a young adult, she has done very well for herself online—but not without intense public backlash.

My own content also draws from my personal life, but it is primarily rooted in witchcraft education—a personal niche I feel genuinely proud of. Still, navigating a social media landscape fueled by drama cycles and sensationalism is not easy.

My collection of ideas exists alongside headlines that obsessively analyze the perceived imperfections of strangers. This kind of media is relatively new. It’s confusing, daunting, and at times deeply concerning. Sometimes, I feel afraid to say what I truly want to say.

Nevertheless, one of my favourite quotes—especially when working within such a shaky landscape—is:

“It doesn’t need to be perfect. It just needs to be done.”

When I think back to the dream, I also think:

“Aren’t we all navigating with blind eyes through an ever-changing, confusing world—for the first time?”

A Non-Baneful Filter Spell (Sympathetic Magic)

I want to end this entry by sharing a simple filtering spell—one meant to protect the eyes, mind, and soul from the messiness of online media, or from anything you no longer wish to see or absorb.

Ingredients

• Coffee + honey (road opening and speed)

• Lemon + salt (cleansing)

• Black tourmaline, hematite, or black pepper (banishing)

• Eggshell (protection, especially for inner child energy)

• Chili (confidence)

• Garlic and onion (protection and health)

• Mustard seed (sympathetic eye)

• Bowl

• Candle (tea light or taper)

• Lighter or ignition source

• Bell or sound cleanser

• Optional: paper and pen

Steps

1. Cleanse your space with sound. Speak aloud everything you wish to filter yourself from—social media overload, harmful people, harassment, intrusive thoughts.

2. In a bowl, mix your ingredients with your hands. As you do, breathe deeply and speak the intention for each ingredient.

3. Place a candle in the center of the mixture and allow it to burn completely. You may engrave a protection or filtering sigil into the candle if you wish.

4. Meditate on the flame. Speak to it as if you are speaking to your ancestors or spirit guides.

5. Optional: write a letter of shadow work—everything you want filtered out of your life. Burn the paper safely using the candle flame to release it.

Thank you for reading this entry. I know it’s been a while since I’ve shared here, but I’m hoping to create and engage more again soon.

Blessed be,

Lia