The Back Story of Carolyn Elliott

    Note: Carolyn Elliott is the co-editor of BAD WITCHES. You can find out more about her at carolyngraceelliott.com.

    In light of my boot-strapped success as a digital nomad which I wrote about in 17 Bizarre Philosophies that Made Me $10,000 Last Month,

    a lot of folks have asked me to fill them in on more details of my journey.

    So, gather ’round, witches! It’s story time!

    At the start of June in 2013, I was living in the second-floor apartment at #4, 322 S. Atlantic Avenue in the Friendship neighborhood of Pittsburgh.

    The notable features of #4, 322 S. Atlantic Avenue included, but were not limited to:

    • A petite bedroom and a living room
    • Cracked single-pane windows through which the wind whistled in the winter
    • Jaundiced drop-ceilings that rained on me when the upstairs neighbor took a bath
    • Orange walls (a kind of cheerful, circus orange)
    • Flat grey institutional carpet stained by my multiple spilled cups of coffee
    • A bathroom consisting mostly of mildew and glue, with occasional gestures towards the semblance
    • (or perhaps fond memory?) of white plastic
    • A kitchen the size of a doll’s closet
    • A microwave in the living room (it wouldn’t fit in the kitchen, see above)
    • Pretty much everything stained by coffee, actually. Definitely all the furniture. Stained. My fault.
    • Evidence of my extreme good taste (including glitter foam Christmas ornaments hung with twine from the ceiling, pictures of 1920s Hollywood starlets ripped from dumpster- dived picture books back from when I dated a guy who lived in basements and was named D.J Fuck You
    • – and! my great cosmopolitan pride: a fat neon pink cartoon Ganesha  plaster statue from the night market on the beach at Puri, back from when I dated a very sweet Indian man whom I loved a lot, but couldn’t bring myself to marry because we sucked at having sex together)
    • The cheapest rent price for a one-bedroom in all of Friendship, Pennsylvania!
    • A gigantic, sweeping, glorious, tree-shaded balcony that made all the rest of the nasty hovel worth it

    I lived in this apartment for five years.

    Seeing as the best part of it was the balcony, I spent all the time I could there that weather would allow. June in Pittsburgh was generally real good balcony weather.

    In June of 2013 I had a contract job as a piece-meal online resume-writer for illiterate Coca-Cola executives that gave me shooting pain in my eyes from squinting at formatting protocols, so I did the bare minimum I could do and still survive.

    I spent most of my time sitting on my balcony, meditating.

    Specifically, I practiced a kind of meditation that involved repeatedly breathing an imagined golden light from the base of my butt, up through my spine, up through the center of my brain, right smack to my third eye.

    Why was I spending so much time doing this kind of meditation?

    Well, mostly because it helped to restore my vitality following the harrowing suicidal depression I had fell into the previous fall (the depression happened in connection with a failed attempt of mine to get married) that had nearly killed me. 

    weddingshowerdying

    [ here’s me at my lovely wedding shower, where I was smiling for the camera whilst feeling completely fucked up because I had already begun to realize that my groom was – shall we say – not at all compatible with me – and the wedding plans were in full motion, like a giant 16-wheeler truck! NOTE: the apartment pictured is not 322 S. Atlantic. My apartment was way too ugly to have a wedding shower at ]

    The energy and buoyancy that the golden spinal breathing meditation produced in me felt very different from the crushing evil bleak lethargy that had sat on my chest throughout October and November and December of the previous year.

    Therefore, I was all for it.

    Also, I wanted to become capital “e” Enlightened – which I think is a fairly common ambition amongst my generation.

    On reflection, it’s fairly obvious that my especially strong commitment to becoming enlightened, which had begun around Christmastime the previous year, stemmed from my immense self-pitying disappointment with the rest of my life.

    There I was, divorced in a sort of half-assed way (I left my raving ex on our wedding night, we had a self-uniting Quaker marriage license in Pennsylvania – and we just never mailed it in! – so technically I do not have an ex-husband, I have an ex-wedding partner)….

    ….  living far below poverty level, not at all the literary success I had intended to be by that time, with only a goddamn PhD in English to show for the first decade of my adult life.

    Here’s an old dark academic joke that wasn’t so funny to me in those days:

    Question: What can you do with a PhD in English?

    Answer: Anything you can do without one!

    Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

    So perhaps it’s not hard to understand how it was that I arrived at the hope that even if I could not harness worldly success, perhaps at least I could still grab the glittering brass ring of Eternal Liberation and thereby my  existence would not be utterly for naught.

    So, what do you think happened next?

    Stay tuned and I’ll let you know ;)

     

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    • Dr. Carolyn Elliott is the founder of WITCH magazine & is known for her uncanny and uncomfortable ability to trick really smart, high-achieving magical people into doing the things that they actually want to do. She’s the teacher of life-altering online courses, including INFLUENCE, FORCE OF NATURE, MONEY, and EARTH. Carolyn is the author of the cult-favorite creativity book, Awaken Your GeniusAwaken Your Genius: A Seven-Step Guide to Uncovering Your Creativity and Manifesting Your Dreams... ... and the upcoming Existential Kink: A handbook of life-altering magic. She runs a multi-6-figure online business specializing in helping people achieve dramatic positive change in their lives through shadow integration practices and applied occult philosophy.

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      i’m REALLY interested in us getting to know each other. you sound awesome to me. let me know what you think / want.
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