Parking Lot Protection Ritual

Set Boundaries. Radiate Warmth. Take Back the Ground Beneath You.

There are moments where the static gets thick.
Someone cuts you off.
The air hums with impatience.
You’re one exhausted traffic jam away from forgetting who you are.

This is not the time to retreat.
This is the time to plant your feet and draw the line.

Right there.
In the chaos.
In the Walmart parking lot.
In the tension of your own clenched jaw.

You don’t need incense.
You don’t need silence.
You need your center.

⚔️ The Ritual — No Tools. Just Will.

1. Draw the Cross
– Touch forehead: Clarity
– Touch heart: Center
– Touch right shoulder: Power
– Touch left shoulder: Mercy
– Hands at chest: Seal it. Hold it.

2. Speak the intention aloud or in your bones:

“I am not here for contamination. I am here to radiate warmth.”

3. Imagine the gold cross of light glowing through you and outward.
Drop your shoulders.
Let your breath settle.
You just lit a perimeter.

This is not about becoming invisible.
This is about becoming undeniable.

This is you saying:

“I am a forcefield of warmth. I am not backing down.”

🌀 Use This Spell When:

  • Your hands are shaking in a parking lot and someone’s entitlement just carved through your calm

  • You’re walking into a room where everyone performs and no one sees

  • You’re face to face with the smile that always slices

  • You feel your chest fold in before your name is even spoken

  • The air goes sharp, your skin goes thin, and your body whispers leave—but your spirit says stay

🪶 This Spell Is Fast. This Spell Is Final.

You don’t need a ritual mat.
You are the altar.
You are the invocation.
And you are allowed to take up holy space—even at Target.

🖤 Final Word

The world won’t always get quieter.
So you get louder—without noise.
You carry stillness like a torch.

You don’t need to explain your boundaries.
You only need to live them.

Say the words.
Stand in the flame.
Radiate anyway.

Loui crow

Loui Crow is a sacred side-eye in a leather jacket.

Half oracle, half therapist, half glitter-covered chaos magician.

(Yes, that’s three halves. Loui doesn’t do math. Loui does truth.)

This space is for the ones molting out of old skins—

the grievers, the pattern breakers, the ones pacing the kitchen at 2AM whispering “what the hell is happening to me?”

🪶 Here, you’ll find: – Tarot & oracle readings with a sacred roast

– Spells for the tired & tantruming

– Emotional support disguised as sass

– Body messages decoded like love letters

– Daily struggles turned into rituals

– Free Crow Talks when you have no one else to talk to

No judgment. No fixing. No fluff.

Just clarity, weird humor, sacred language, and spiritual permission.

You’re not broken. You’re just molting.

🖤 Welcome to the nest.

https://louicrow.com
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