If you're doing this when you're overwhelmed, it’s already too late


Hi Reader,

Carla (not her real name) was in the middle of what she called a “slow collapse”—the kind you don’t even realize is happening until it’s too late.

Her job was demanding, and she was the person everyone relied on—at work, at home, in her friend group.

The default caretaker.
The one who held it all together.

She hadn’t taken a real break in over a year, but she told herself she was fine. “Just tired,” she said.

Then one morning, her mom was rushed to the hospital.

Nothing prepares you for those moments. In an instant, her whole nervous system went into overdrive. She canceled meetings, booked a last-minute flight, started trying to manage her family’s crisis while still responding to Slack messages at the airport.

She told me later that in that moment—sitting at Gate B12 with a knot in her chest and three missed calls from her boss—she realized she felt completely unprotected. Not just unprepared, but spiritually exposed. Like she had nothing to hold on to.

So she did what many of us do. She pulled out her journal. She tried to meditate. She whispered a prayer under her breath and reached for her rose quartz.

But none of it landed.

Because her system was already overwhelmed. And she hadn’t built anything to return to.

Here’s the truth most people don’t tell you: spiritual protection doesn’t begin in the moment of crisis. You can’t build a roof when the storm is already overhead.

Protection is something you live into over time. It’s not a one-time spell or a beautiful altar you remember to visit when everything falls apart. It’s not a candle you light in a panic. It’s not a mantra you say to stop yourself from crying.

Real protection is a structure.
A system.
A way of moving through the world that keeps your spirit steady—not just when things are calm, but especially when they’re not.

It’s made in the quiet choices:
How you take care of your body.
How you manage your boundaries.
How you say no, even when it’s hard.
How often you come back to your breath, your practices, your alignment—not because something is wrong, but because you’ve made it part of your life.

Carla didn’t have that. She had the tools—but not the system.

That’s what most people get wrong.

They wait until the emergency. They wait until they’re in the thick of it. Then they reach for magic like it’s a panic button.

And when it doesn’t work the way they hoped, they blame the tools.

But magic was never the problem.

The problem is trying to build spiritual scaffolding in the middle of collapse.

Protection isn’t a rescue plan. It’s a daily relationship with your own power.

And when you’ve built that relationship—when your practices are lived, not just performed—you don’t have to scramble when things get hard.

You remember. You return. You hold the line.

That’s what I teach. Not rituals for emergencies. But protection that holds—because it lives inside you.

Courage, truth, and infinite love,


I don’t believe in magic, but I know that it works!

Magic is not a belief system, it’s a practice that works. Don’t believe me? Come try it out. If it doesn’t work, you lose nothing. But if it does… your dream life is about to begin!


“El poder está en la acción.”

— Maritza Schafer

4083 24th St #460861, San Francisco, CA 94146
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