Beg for Harper 800 356 6169If you’re a long time reader of this blog, you already know that I’m just a little witchy.

I’m Buddhist, but before I found the path of Buddhism, I was Wiccan. So a little witchcraft, ancestor veneration, and nature worship still lingers in my heart and soul. On the high holy days of Wicca, I give a little nod to my roots. And it’s Halloween! One of my favorite holidays and holy days; Samhain, the night the walls between worlds go thin and spirits can pass back and forth. It’s the perfect night to read Tarot, to cast Runes, to meditate in candle-light.

I adore Halloween.

This year I’m handing out full size candy bars. There are a lot of kids in my area, and I’m right on the edge of a less well off part of town, so we get lots of kids coming through. Of course, I’m also on the edge of a significantly better off than I am area, so the kids pass through to get to the really good candy. There was a Dear Prudence letter I read recently from some rich asshole bemoaning the poor kids who come in for the good candy… it pissed me off, because it’s Halloween! If ever there was a time to show to your family and ancestors and neighbors and all that you have a generous spirit, it’s now. So yes, at my house there are full size Snickers and Hershey Bars, and I hope I give them all away because I don’t need to eat them all!

Of course, I’ve got a full sized treat for all my adult trick or treaters too!

If you’re here, I’m just going to assume you’re ok with being given a treat tonight. In the spirit of generosity, if you email me and tell me you’ve read this post and would like your treat, I’ll sign you up for a free ten minute call with me. Yes, all of you. Now, I’m not saying you’ll get to cum for me, or that I won’t spank you, or put you in panties, or otherwise try to make you beg for release. Just that you get the treat of talking with me! You’re welcome!

Now go forth and be good little hellions.

Remember, only toilet paper a house if you can come back the next day to clean up, don’t toss eggs onto stucco because you can’t clean that off, and try not to annoy the neighbors too much.

Happy Halloween!

xoxo, Harper