Brash but Lovely

Glimpses in the mind of Dayna Kallipygos.

Get glimpses into your own life with a tarot reading.


This is a very exciting day for me: This is the first time that one of my designs has been accepted by DesignForHumans. And it would be all kinds of awesome if it were chosen for printing.

So if you’d be so kind as to vote for it, that would be spectacular.

An epiphany of sorts

I officially started my job search today. I filled out applications after following a whim to visit a place I’ve never heard of before. Though it did lead me to where I needed to go. So I guess it’s all good.

I submitted resumes that spoke about how much I want to connect with people. I displayed my customer service skills and mentioned how well I can empathize and converse with people. I figured, that’s the closest I can get to my path in the mundane world, so why not?

About and hour ago, I got back home after a facility tour and mini-interview. I orginally went in simply to say I went. I had no interest in manual labor. After all, I’m a frigging mystic. Yet somewhere between “sweating your clothes out” and “you’ll be all alone”, I realized that I’m going about this all wrong.

The mention of Tetris may have been helpful as well.

Manual labor is exactly the type of job I need. And the more repetitive, the better. Because while I’m a Leo and I love connecting with people, I’m also an introvert. I need time alone to think and recharge. I hate being interrupted, and I love to sweat. So if I could get paid to perform mindless tasks that let me think, sweat and be alone to recoup my psychic energy, why the hell wouldn’t I do it?

Besides, while I love connecting with people, I hate customers. I will work with clients and querents, but never a customer. Customers are assholes who have no respect for the time and energy that goes into the products and experience they’re paying for. They are simply looking for the cheapest, most convenient thing they can get their grubby little hands on. And God forbid you tell them something they don’t want to hear. Whoever first uttered the words “The customer is always right” should be shot, revived, and shot again.

Did I mention I hate customers?

So I’m probably going to be spending the rest of the night trying to find a nice way to say “loves to work alone” on my resume. Better yet, how can I put “hates customers” on a resume without it immediately getting tossed in the trash?

All in all, though, things are getting clearer and clearer by the second. I’m seeing just how I can manifest my dreams and pursue my path on a more realistic level. Less burnout, more fire lighting. Love it.

Book a Tarot Reading 

So I figure, if I’m going to do this, now would be a great time to get started.

30 minutes for $20. I’ll call you at the appointed time, we’ll chat over tea and your tarot reading, and I’ll send you a write up of the reading. Here’s what one of my favorite customers had to say:

“My tarot session with Dayna was really fun and helpful! She guided me through the cards with wit, wisdom, and attention to the overarching storyline. Her style of no-nonsense, forthright, charmingly irreverent (yes, there was cussing and yes I did appreciate it!) thoughtfulness made it easy for me to relate to the reading. I also appreciated the write-up she sent me of our session, so I can look back on it and continue to ponder. And I’ll need to ponder, because her reading was spot-on in terms of challenging me to think about things that I KNOW I need to think about.”

So what do you think? Ready for a reading? Well, then… Click that link. Let’s get started.

My new business card-stickers are at the bottom.

I’m sneaky…

My new business card-stickers are at the bottom.

I’m sneaky…

"@BornToRoar: @BrashbutLovely The pic really sums things up nicely: Artist, Oracle, Advisor. The rule of three. Slick. :-D"

An Ace of Swords moment.

Artist. Oracle. Advisor.

That’s totally going on my stickers. Which will be my business cards. I do love stickers…

"@BornToRoar: @BrashbutLovely The pic really sums things up nicely: Artist, Oracle, Advisor. The rule of three. Slick. :-D"

An Ace of Swords moment.

Artist. Oracle. Advisor.

That’s totally going on my stickers. Which will be my business cards. I do love stickers…

An example of kitchen witchery

My friend sent me a random text about half an hour ago:

"I want to work on a happy sex spell. What do you recommend?"

Naturally, when I think of magic for sex (not sex magick, because there’s a distinct difference), I automatically think of food and drink. I mean, both can be enjoyed alone or with a partner (or two, or three). So if you want to improve your sex life, why not eat first?

In answer to my friend’s message, I did a three-card tarot reading. The current situation was The Tower. So I flipped through TarotSutra (a great book by Patricia Canova), and found that one of the edible aphrodisiacs associated with the Tower is sesame seeds. And when using kitchen magic for sex, honey is essential.

So, on to Google. The search inquiry: recipe, honey, sesame. The results: Pasteli.

Pasteli, pictured above courtesy of, is a Greek candy made with honey and sesame seed. Heat’s involved, which equates to enciting passion in kitchen witchery. And the kicker: you can boil a lemon peel in the honey to impart its flavor. Lemon is nature’s happy pill, and it’s used to invigorate and inspire joy, both in aromatherapy and magic.

So, I’d suggest keeping a batch of pasteli in your fridge at all times. Not only can you charge these sweets with lusty intentions, but they can also provide a natural boost of energy. Can you say “win-win friggin situation”?

As for my friend, the Action to Take card was the Three of Wands. It’s all about boldness, putting it out there so that it comes back threefold. So I suggested a random public blowjob. In an elevator, if possible.

Can’t wait to hear how that goes.

Eros is ultimately the desire for wholeness, and although it may initially take the form of passionate love, it is more truly a desire for “psychic relatedness”, a desire for interconnection and interaction with other sentient beings.

In the past two days I’ve received three phones calls with offers for information about furthering my education. While initially annoyed as fuck, I did notice the three. So I stopped and thought about it.

It reminded me of the Knave of Pentacles, which came up in the reading I did before I went out Saturday night. The night when the stranger called me a mystic. And since then, I’ve been meaning to look up the definition of the word. From what I’ve gathered, a mystic is:

"a person who seeks a union with divinity through contemplation, self-surrender, direct experience, intuition and insight."

Yep. Sounds like moi.

So I followed a hunch and looked into the word ‘erotic.’ With led me to eroticism. Which led me to eros. Which led me to the quote above.

My horoscope said that the first few days of April would see me getting increasingly clearer about who I want to be and what I want to do with my life. It told me that resources would suddenly appear out of nowhere. It told me to pursue the rising opportunity with all my power and passion.

Thanks. I think I will do just that.


In finding yourself you have found God. In reaching to your own center you have reached the center of the whole universe. Now there is no need to go anywhere; you have found the infinite treasure – what Jesus calls the kingdom of God.


That’s how I’m going to envision my energy from now on!

I manifest artsy fireballs from mah fingers, bitches!!


Madame Dayna: Tarot Reader

I just did another phone reading, and I can’t ignore it any longer. This is what I’m supposed to be doing.

So I’ve decided that I’m going to take this show on the road. My friend tells me that he knows of a guy who does tarot readings at a coffeeshop down the street from his house. Though I did have a horoscope tell me not to adopt someone else’s solution…

Whatever. It may take some creative thinking on my part, but I will put out my own sign somewhere. I have to do it.

There’s no way I can not do this.

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