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Breaking a Spell with Sound: Tuning Forks

Posted in exorcism, Ghosts, Holistic Healing, Pagan, Paranormal, PsychicProtection, Spirituality, thehollywoodwitch, witchcraft with tags , , , , on April 10, 2018 by Marie Bargas



Today a student asked me what I use to break spells quickly. My simple answer is and always will be – TUNING FORKS! Think about it … Most magick per se is thought fueled by INTENT in order to create manifestation. The combination creates a specific vibration. In order to “break” those kinds of “spells” simply change the vibration! I like tuning forks because they give off powerful vibrations and they can be placed on specific parts of the body in order to have a deeps impact. I’ve used high vibration tuning forks to cleanse a vibe and low vibration tuning forks to “ground.”


Use Sound and the Mercury Retrograde to Banish Bad Vibes Faster

Posted in Holistic Healing, How to, Mercury Retrograde, Pagan, Pop Culture, thehollywoodwitch with tags , , on December 15, 2017 by Marie Bargas

As the planetary trickster moves in an almost backwards trajectory, now is the time to use sound to remove negative energy. You know the old saying. “Go with the flow.”

Allow yourself to indulge in moments of music and relaxation to free you from the anxiety of this difficult time.

sourceLos Angeles Celebrity Psychic and Publicist Marie Bargas lives and works among the stars and celebrities. She is a clairvoyant, medium and energy healer who incorporates tarot, pendulum divination, chakra cleansing and balancing, sound healing, house cleansing, yoga and meditation into her work and her life as a mystic, yogini and spell crafter. Best known as a successful “bride maker,” Marie specializes in love, romance and finding true love. She began her career as an expert on “Entertainment Tonight,” (as Marie King) made appearances on the Fine Living Network and was featured on the Love and Sex Report with Millionaire Matchmaker, Patti Stanger and most recently on NBC’s “EXTRA.” She is currently the Managing Editor of the ezine ENTERTAINMENT 2MORROW, the co-producer of MAGICK LAB ACADEMY alongside pop culture guru, Tony Sokol and psychic Ana Divina and the co-host and talent of the upcoming “THE DARKWORKERS LIVE” through The Vampire Chihuahua Productions. Marie is also a senior partner in Style Coven PR, a charming boutique start up, where she combines her expertise in niche marketing the Occult and New Age markets to promote colleagues, products and services. To learn more about Marie go to

26 Years Later… A Psychic Speaks Out on Rape Culture

Posted in Angels, Holistic Healing, Paranormal, Pop Culture, sex, Spirituality, Writing with tags , , on November 7, 2017 by tonysokol

By Vanessa Renee Hogle

Forward by Marie Bargas:

In the days following the aftermath of the #metoo campaign many celebrities have come out and told their stories of rape and sexual abuse. It has been a communal exorcism of sorts and now very brave psychic has come out to tell the paranormal community her own story.  I would like to congratulate Vanessa Hogle on her courage and veracity. I am honored to be your colleague and your friend. Thank for inspiring hope at a turning in history. You are loved and remembered.

Sincerely,  Marie


There has been a lot of talk lately about victim shaming. So many innuendos and outright cruel statements posted on social media regarding victims of abuse, rape, chronic illness and the like that it makes one’s head spin. I decided it was time to come clean. To tell my story in hopes that it will help people understand how hurtful so many of these statements are.

You see, I was raped. Many years ago, when I was 19 years old, I was violated by someone I knew very well. We had been a couple, for quite some time, but had split up due to personal issues. I had reason to fear for my safety and spent time hiding out at friends’ houses. Hopping from one to the other, never staying in the same place very long. This went on for months before I finally felt like he had given up trying to find me. I let my guard down. I stayed too long, in one particular place, and he found me.

shame-2087878_64026 years ago he found out where I was staying, convinced my friend he only wanted to talk to me, and watched them walk out the door. They had no idea what his plans were. No one could have known, not even me, what he planned to do. He was that charming. I’m not even sure anyone believed me when I had warned them of my fears previously. It didn’t matter any way. From the time they walked out the door my fate was sealed … only I didn’t know it because I was asleep in the back bedroom. I was not aware of what had happened till I woke up to him on top of me. Raping me. Hand over my mouth to silence my screams. A foot taller than me and 70 lbs heavier. I never stood a chance. When he was finished he walked into the bathroom, grabbed a towel, threw it in my face and said, “now we’re done”, grabbed his clothes and walked out.

I remember sitting there, numb, not really sure what to do. At this time in my life, I was estranged from my family … I had no one. He had everyone. Everything. His family had money, position in the community. I was alone. My trust in everyone I knew was shattered. I cleaned myself up, as best I could, and made my way to the only person I knew who could help me. I’m not even sure how many miles I walked to get to her place, but I eventually got there. I hid out, not leaving her apartment, for as long as I could until I finally got the courage to try and live again. I got a job at a fast food restaurant about 3 miles away and I walked there … every day. I got one free meal, per day, from them and that’s all I ate. I built myself up, from the ground up, by myself. I made it to the woman I am today … a woman to be proud of … by myself. The year I turned 19 was the worst of my life but I had gotten past it … or so I thought. I didn’t know how much of that pain I had hidden away until I saw my rapist, this October, walking the streets of New Orleans. I was down there for a paranormal convention and was spending some free time with my son, and my best friend, when I saw him walking towards me.

I froze.

26 years of shame, pain and self-loathing flooded back. Choking me until I felt I couldn’t breathe. The only thing that kept me going was my son. I absolutely refused to subject him to anything that had to do with that part of my past. Granted, he knows what happened all those years ago. But … knowing, and actually seeing the man who did it, are two totally different things. So, I told Jana privately, and we walked away as fast as we could.

Part of me keeps trying to rationalize it all. Did I really see him? Was it a doppelganger? A twin I never knew about? Honestly, the answer is irrelevant. The truth, however, is blindingly clear.

sky-2667455_640I’m not OK. That is the truth. What I thought was strength keeping me going was, in fact, fear. Fear of remembering it all. Fear of reliving it all. Fear of feeling all of that all over again. It turns out I did not overcome what happened to me … I buried it. Now that corpse is rising from the grave and torturing me anew. And every time I see someone say in a post, “what was she wearing? She must’ve led him on!” in regard to a claim of rape, it’s like pouring salt in an open wound. I think people do that because they think they will never be on the other side … hurting … crying in shame. For their sake, I hope they are right.

Exorcism at the Temple of Hanuman in India

Posted in exorcism, Folk Medicine, ghosthunt, Ghosts, haunting, Holistic Healing, Pagan, Paranormal, PsychicProtection, Spirituality with tags , , , on November 6, 2017 by Marie Bargas


Hanuman, the Monkey God is an avatar of Shiva the Destroyer. Many believe that Hanuman dwells in this dimension and is therefore easily accessible. This exorcism was performed in a temple. There was no need for any sort of electrical “ghost busting” equipment. There was no paranormal team of Catholic priest required. This is exorcism for the masses and it is happening in India today.

Celebrity Psychic Marie Bargas Returns as the Hollywood Witch

Posted in Angels, Astrology, Holistic Healing, Humor, mariebargas, Mercury Retrograde, Pagan, Pop Culture, Psychic Readings, romance, sex, Spirituality, thehollywoodwitch, witchcraft, Witchy Style with tags , , , , , , on August 16, 2017 by Marie Bargas

It’s Mercury Retrograde and the Witch is Back!

Posted in Angels, Art, Astrology, Couture Fashion, Folk Medicine, Holistic Healing, How to, Humor, Literature, love, mariebargas, Mercury Retrograde, Pagan, Pop Culture, Psychic Readings, romance, sex, Spirituality, Uncategorized, witchcraft, Witchy Style, Writing with tags , , , , , , on August 16, 2017 by Marie Bargas


The Goddess Told Me to Put Garlic in My Vajayjay

Posted in Folk Medicine, Holistic Healing, How to, Humor with tags , , , , , , , , , on April 18, 2013 by Marie Bargas

After a week of suffering through one of the most debilitating cold/flu nightmares I’ve ever had in my life I was not surprised to feel a familiar itch in my nether regions.  For the past 3 days I’ve been taking a powerful antibiotic. Right about the time that my throat ceased to hurt, that familiar itch was a signal that the antibiotic had done it’s work all too well.

I’m spoiled. In the past I’ve had the luxury of having a health insurance carrier that paid for EVERYTHING.  All I had to do in the old days was call my doctor and tell her that I had a yeast infection and she’d call in a prescription because she was the same doctor who prescribed the antibiotic that caused it in the first place.  Sometimes she’d just give me a prescription for the yeast medication along with the antibiotic to save me the trouble of calling her twice. Today, I am self-employed. And, although I enjoy being my own boss, setting my own hours and taking naps with my pups in the afternoon;  I sure do miss having complete coverage.


Primer (Photo credit: The Makeup FLoozy)

Yesterday, I was feeling well enough to write… a little… but not well enough to make it to the drugstore.  I knew what that itch meant though. But, rather than force myself out of the house I opted to stay in my pink flannel polka dot pajamas and have a nap. Why?  In the worst case scenario I can always rely the Goddess to send me a solution in a dream. I had a deep, but troubled sleep until the Goddess tickled my memories and I recalled that garlic has been touted far and wide as a natural remedy for yeast.

An Ikea garlic press, with pressed garlic.

An Ikea garlic press, with pressed garlic. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

When I woke up I started researching the cure immediately and discovered that the prescribed remedy required me to insert a peeled and scored fresh glove of garlic in my vajayjay overnight at the first sign of an infection. Honestly, I’ve put much stranger things in my vajayjay before including the celebrated Jack Rabbit Vibrator. 07139322.interactive.a

And even though I was never  put off by the Jack Rabbit’s spinning beads,  gyrating shaft, or vibrating clit bunny, yesterday morning I just felt weak and vulnerable. I’m embarrassed to admit that I actually felt squeamish about inserting a potent, pungent clove of garlic in to my vajayjay.

After a few more hours the itching got worse so I decided to “woman up” and try inserting the garlic clove.  I peeled it and scored it as instructed and inserted it just like I would a tampon.  I put a panty shield in my panty and lay down to read a book.  I didn’t hurt at all. In fact I could barely feel that it was there.  In about an hour I tasted a garlic in my mouth and was satisfied that the garlic was circulating through my blood stream. I was thrilled. It was working. And then I coughed.  The garlic clove traveled through my vajayjay faster than a speeding bullet and made a enough of a “thwack” sound when it hit my panty shield to scare my Maltese, Muppet who was dozing next to me.

Undaunted, I returned to the internet and found that some women sewed a thread through the garlic clove before inserting it into the vajayjay so they could easily retrieve it. That made a lot of sense to me. The first try I hadn’t inserted it as far as it could go because frankly I was afraid that I’d never get it out.  So, I found my sewing kit, threaded a needle and went to the kitchen to prepare another clove of garlic. While I was in the kitchen sewing my garlic, my fiance Paul came home and asked me what I was doing. When I told him I was making a “garlic tampon” his eyes glazed over.

In a few short moments we were en route to the drugstore. He bought me my medication, a book and a take-out dinner.  And, he apologized profusely for avoiding me because he was afraid of catching, my flu which made cry because I’d been feeling so abandoned.  Which leads me to the moral of my story – When the Goddess tells you to do something, no matter how strange it may seem… just do it!