Is the most magickal time of your week currently the 30 minutes you lock yourself in the bathroom to “poop”? Does your boss identify as a StArSeEd and you’re desperately seeking a favoritism raise, but feeling about as magickal as a blighted potato? Well, break out the moon water, your stolen tarot deck, and your scriptless Harry Potter glasses, ‘cause your life is about to get mystical AF with Natalie Meraki and her gang of spiritual delinquents to edutain you every Sunday night from 7-8 PM PST. Namfukste.