My name is Melissa. I was born with my sun in Cancer and my moon in Aries. I am all water and fire. Intuition + Passion.
My work, I’ve discovered, is not reading cards, making art, or even writing for the sake of writing. My work is to make people understand that there is a purpose to their lives and that purpose is revealed through beautiful synchronicity.
Divination and journaling, writing, photography and collage, is how I integrate my perceptions with my experiences. Tarot especially, has been integral to understanding who, what, why and how I am in the world.
My writing on divination is confessional, as I seek to unravel and examine my own life through the lens of the Sibyl.
My teaching style is practical, irreverent, and A-Ha! inducing. I’m notoriously silly (I’ve been called Sassy once or twice).
But I’m not all cards and crystal balls. I’m a single mom. A scrapper. A New Yorker with midwestern sensibility. I’m a feminist, activist and environmentalist. I like country music, tall boots and roller derby. I wear big earrings. Really big. Huge.
I love a good coincidence more than any other small pleasure. I also love my kids, art, romance novels, gardening, knitting, and dry red wines. My soulmate is a four-legged sausage dog named Lula. As any good witch should, I have a cat named Kitteh.
I’ve been formally trained in English literature, western medical herbalism and plant spirit medicine, and Usui Reiki. My specialties are Tarot and Lenormand cartomancy.
- I’ve lead workshops at The Readers Studio in NYC, the Bay Area Tarot Symposium.
- My writing has been featured in Tarosophy Magazine, Wild Sister, and Kind Over Matter.
- My art has been featured in the Tarot Lover’s Calender and my deck, The Melissa Lenormand, is under contract with Schiffer Books.
Be good to each other!
About the site
In 2007 I started a Tarot-related blog that evolved into what became The Sassy Sibyl. For a few years, I maintained that blog, ran online courses, sold decks of cards and readings. A few years ago, the database blew up. It festered because I didn’t have the energy or understanding to fix it — and by the time I did, I realized I’d outgrown the name and brand.
So why IthacaWitch? I haven’t always embraced the witch moniker, though I’d happily say Pagan or even Heathen in some circles. But over the past few years, while nesting in my new community and making connections with my neighbors, I noticed a trend of local friends and folks seeking me out for advice and counsel. A spell to mend a broken heart. A charm to dispel the lingering energies of a departed ex. A litany for financial abundance. I’d work what I knew of herbs, symbols, stories, folklore traditions and stars together —my magic being of the practical, kitchen, green, or even hedge sort. One afternoon, a friend sheepishly asked if I would put together a rite for her as she was in the middle of a life transition. I chuckled and asked why am I the friend who is asked these tough favors? Her response, “Because you are the witch we know!”
I realized two things in that moment. One — when you root in a place, your magic roots there also. Two — it’s good to know a witch.
And I suppose a third thing: I like this, being a real person that is seen and recognized for who I am, instead of a brand or persona I wear on the internet. It felt good and fit well when I tired it on, so IthacaWitch it is.