Today, I cried—but not from pain, fear, or frustration. I cried tears of joy. After years of struggle, uncertainty, and appointments that left me feeling more unseen than helped (IYKYK), I finally got a good set of labs back. And let me tell you—it feels like a freaking miracle. It’s amazing how the body and…
Author: Mrs. B
Meet Mrs. B: The Neurospicy Mystic Maven. 🌙✨
Hey there! I’m Jess Bicknell, also known as Mrs. B in the blogging and spiritual communities. I’m the owner and creator behind Owl Mountain Press, Wise Hazel Design & Apothecary, and LunaOwl: The Unconventional Momma — just a few expressions of my ever-evolving, soul-fueled journey.
Herbalist of healing, priestess of purpose — I’m a one-woman cosmic storm with ADHD-fueled brilliance, a heart as wild as the moon, and enough creative energy to run three businesses and a spiritual revolution. You’ll find me writing modern grimoires, unraveling cold cases on Tea & Mystery, crafting herbal tinctures, editing landscape photography, or wood burning under the stars. I love exploring a wide range of topics—sometimes deep and thought-provoking, other times delightfully random.
I brew truth with a shot of sass, honor deities with crystals, bones, honey, and ancestral guidance, while building sanctuaries for the misunderstood. My mission is to blend science and spirit, shadow and sanctuary—helping others reconnect with their magic while staying grounded in the reality of chronic illness and neurodivergence.
On the personal side, I’m a proud mom, wife, spiritual practitioner, avid animal lover and advocate, and a neurodivergent soul navigating life with ADHD, Dyslexia, OCD, PMDD, Fibromyalgia, an undefined Autoimmune Disorder, Antiphospholipid Syndrome, and Psoriatic Arthritis (PsA). I’m also a fierce advocate for these communities and for anyone feeling “too much” or “not enough” in a world that rarely makes space for either.
Witch? Nah. I’m a whole hippie-esque, 420, high-vibing autoimmune goddess.
✨ Our dream? To one day open a brick-and-mortar space where we can bring together our spiritual wares, books, and publishing house under one sacred roof — a physical hub for magic, healing, and community. And at home? We're manifesting a lush, peaceful farm and animal sanctuary — a haven for healing, connection, and love in every form.
Want to know more? Just ask — I’m an open book. 💫
Much love and many blessings,
Mrs. B
🪦 Wodin’s Wisdom Wednesday: Graveyard Dirt, Brick Dust, Black Salt & Eggshells
Welcome back to another Wodin’s Day wisdom drop—where we explore deeper layers of practice, folklore, and magical tools with reverence, curiosity, and an open heart. Today, we’re diving into four powerful traditional ingredients found across magical paths: graveyard dirt, brick dust, black salt, and crushed eggshells (aka cascarilla). These materials may seem simple, but they…
Intro into Honoring Hades: Walking with the Lord of the Underworld
When most people hear the name Hades, their first reaction is often shaped by Hollywood myths and fearful misunderstanding. But in truth, Hades—Greek god of the Underworld—is not a villain or a demon. He is a god of dignity, balance, and deep mysteries. He is the Keeper of Souls, the Lord of Riches, and a powerful yet…
🦊 The Fox as a Spiritual Messenger: Symbolism, Deity Connections, and Color Meaning
There are moments in life when something wild crosses your path—and it just feels like more than chance. If you’ve ever locked eyes with a fox, seen one dart across your vision in a dream, or felt one trailing just out of view on a spiritual walk, you’re not alone. Foxes are powerful messengers from the unseen,…
🌙☕️ Tea & Mystery ☕️🌙🎙️Gordon County Mysteries: A Troubling Pattern of Disappearances and Deaths
Welcome to the BSide, my dark detectives. Today, we’re pulling off I-75 and walking straight into the shadows of Resaca, Georgia—a small town with a heavy silence hanging over one truck stop in particular, where the flickering neon lights cast eerie glows on cracked asphalt and crumbling concrete. This waypoint, serves as a haunting reminder…
A Rough Start: When Hands Won’t Cooperate
Some mornings just don’t start out the way we hope—and today was one of those mornings. Living with a mix of arthritis, carpal tunnel, and nerve damage means that I never really know how cooperative my hands will be when I wake up. Will I have grip strength today? Will I drop everything I touch? Will my…
☕ Coffee, Dogs & Mental Health — With a Touch of Moon Magic 🌙🐾
There’s something comforting about the smell of coffee in the morning, the quiet loyalty of a dog curled at your feet, and the steady rhythm of the moon above. For many of us navigating the ups and downs of mental health, these small moments become lifelines—rituals that ground us, remind us we’re still here, and…
🔮 Rune of the Day: Othala ᛟ
Legacy • Inheritance • Ancestral Wisdom Blessings, friends.I want to first thank you for your patience—this post is coming to you a day later than usual due to us being without power and internet most of yesterday. As frustrating as that was, I’ve come to learn that sometimes Spirit delays us for a reason. And…
✨ Cinnamon Churro Matcha Iced Latte ✨
A cozy, creamy boost for your day—with a little spellwork in every sip. Let’s be real—sometimes we need a warm hug in a cup… or a cool one, depending on the weather and your mood. This recipe was conjured up one magical morning when I needed energy, grounding, and a little bit of sweetness to…
A Long Drive for the Right Care: Why Advocating for Yourself Matters
There are days when chronic illness and autoimmune life feel like an endless series of appointments, pills, scans, and dismissive doctors who barely skim your file before deciding who you are. Days when your body screams for answers while the system quietly shrugs, leaving you to navigate a maze of uncertainty and frustration. The waiting rooms become…
