Today's Card Pull: Exposing and Cutting Toxic Soul Ties | Tuesday 6-24-25
The 9 of Hearts calls today’s wounds to the table—love that betrayed, hearts that lied. But this ain’t heartbreak—it’s judgment. And conjure will answer.
PLAYING CARD: 9 of Hearts
TAROT EQUIVALENT: Nine of Cups (Inverted in energy today)
RULING ENERGY: Water + Mars — Emotional fulfillment blocked by self-sabotage, delayed justice in love, fiery correction
Theme: False love, betrayal, soul ties, emotional overflow, ancestral exposure, karmic endings, bloodline repair
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What It Means in Tarot Terms (Rooted in Conjure): The 9 of Hearts Brings Back Your Power from the Mouths That Lied
The 9 of Hearts isn’t about Anita Baker’s “sweet love”—it’s about exposing the truth behind emotional bondage. It calls out toxic soul ties, forces you to see where you’ve been drained, and demands that you cut it off. This card shows up when false love has become a curse—and it comes to break it. If you came to this reading hoping for healing without confrontation, back out now. This card isn’t a pillow, and it doesn’t kinda, sorta, maybe-dance around the issue. It walks up in your life with flashlight and force and says: “You ready to tell the truth, or you still lying to yourself?” Because that’s what toxic soul ties do—they make you a liar to your own heart.
You’ll call a curse a covenant. You’ll call possession love. You’ll call pain proof that you were loyal. And they’ll leave with your peace, your name, your favor—and you’ll still be begging for their return.
But this card says no more.
The 9 of Hearts is the spiritual subpoena served at your altar. It says: “Come forth and account for what you loved that killed you.” It’s not just about heartbreak. It’s about the ritual of emotional decay that happens when you refuse to sever what already poisoned you. Every tear you cried over them? That was an offering you were never meant to give. And it fed them. It strengthened the tie. You wept and whispered, “Maybe they’ll change.” Meanwhile, your ancestors were standing in the corner—arms crossed—waiting for you to remember who “TF” you were before them.
This is that moment.
See, we are not supposed to sit in sorrow. We don’t build altars to regret. We do what the Spirit command. And today, your bones are hollering. They’re saying: “You let that lie live too long.” The lie that says they loved you. The lie that says maybe it was your fault. The lie that says healing is about going back. Healing ain’t about going back—it’s about coming home to yourself. Being true to yourself. Loving yourself as you want to be loved. And that starts with self.
You didn’t fall in love. You were bound in a curse. And what’s worse? You helped tie the knot. Every time you overlooked, forgave without repentance, or kept silent in the name of “peace,” you wrapped that cord tighter. That’s why this card shows up like fire. Because only fire can cut through that kind of binding.
And don’t get it twisted—this ain’t just about romantic love. This is about any relationship, any tie, any false loyalty that cost you your clarity. Your mama’s expectations. Your ex’s manipulation. Your daddy’s silence. Your best friend who kept you small. The job that pays you just enough to keep you dependent. These are toxic ties. And this card ain’t asking if you’re ready. It’s telling you the knife is on the table.
In ancestral law, no bond stands if it breaks the spirit. Your name is sacred. YOU matter. YOU are enough. And anyone that tells you difference, is a bold face liar that played in your face. And the moment you let someone twist it, speak lies over it, reduce it to a punchline or a placeholder—you break covenant with your own altar. So today, you get to renew that covenant. You don’t light a candle for them. You light it for yourself. You don’t write their name. You write yours. Big. Bold. Covered in Psalm 70 if you go that route. Drenched in hyssop. Crowned in clarity.
Because the real curse? Was forgetting your worth.
So here’s the question: how long will you keep trying to make poison a potion? How long will you keep trying to resurrect what Spirit buried? If the altar is dry and the light is gone, that was your sign. If they left and never checked if you were breathing, that was your confirmation.
The 9 of Hearts is not your heartbreak story—it’s your freedom chapter. But you only get to turn the page when you stop calling bondage love. Today, choose yourself over their lies. Choose your peace over their chaos. Choose your damn self. Because your altar's watching. Your bones are listening. And your spirit is done waiting.
Now cut the cord. And rise.
CONJURED WARNING:
Now if you try to do love work while you’re still angry, heartbroken, bitter, or holding onto revenge, you’re not doing conjure—you’re feeding your own curse. Rootwork is built on clarity and command, not desperation and pain. I can’t say that enough. If I call someone back while I’m still bleeding, I’m not opening a door from power—I’m opening it from my trauma. And that door don’t just let them in. It lets in all the lies, disrespect, confusion, and pain I never cleared. Worse? It binds it tighter to me than before. It bleeds over into the next relationship. And it hemorrhages slowly until the vein opens completely.
I might think I’m pulling them in, but the truth is, I’m tying myself right back to what broke me. Bitterness is sticky. It clings to the working like mold. And even if they come back, they don’t come back clean—they come back with chaos. More fights. More crying. More confusion. That’s because I didn’t cleanse. I didn’t cut the cord. I didn’t heal. Why would you want to bring that into something new. You wonder why you keep finding the same spirit with a different face. That’s why.
So before I do any love work, I clean myself. I take that bitter bath. I break the tie. I put my altar in order, in this instance, I am the altar. Because when I call from a healed place, I call with power. But if I call from pain, I’m summoning the same familiar spirit wearing their face. I don’t play like that. I clean before I conjure. Every damn time.
TUESDAY ENERGY MEANING: Cut Curses and Call Your Power Back This Tuesday
I am wholly about self-empowerment. Tuesday is Mars' day—blood, fire, warfare. It’s not for wishing—it’s for winning. Any part of your spirit tied to love that failed is ripe for extraction today. Use red candles. Use iron. Speak your name over flame. Don’t ask to be free. Command it. Decree it like your life depends on it. It does. Tuesday won’t hold your hand. It hands you the knife. You ready to cut?
This is the day to war for your heart. Spiritually, energetically, emotionally—cut the cord. If you still whisper their name in your sleep or flinch when you hear their song, that’s a root left alive. Dig it up. Burn it. Destroy it. Tuesday is the judge, jury, and sword.
CARD + DAY ALIGNMENT: When Love Turns on You—Use Mars to Correct It
The 9 of Hearts under a Tuesday sky is ancestral warfare on emotional bondage. It says: You loved wrong, but now you get to love right—starting with yourself. Don’t work for them to come back. Ask yourself, do you really want them back? What was it that didn’t work out in the first place to cause division? You are in love with them or in love with the idea of love itself? Work for the curse they left to be broken. If they came with lies, they left with your peace. You reclaim it now.
Get your cut-and-clear oil. Light that black and red candle. Use raise your voice, say your command, pray that Psalms 70. This ain’t about fixing the relationship. It’s about fixing your dominion.
If you use the Psalms like I do sometimes, let me break it down:
Psalm 70 (Ethiopian Bible, English Translation):
1. Hasten, O God, to deliver me;
O Lord, make haste to help me.
2. Let those who seek my soul be ashamed and confounded;
Let those who desire my hurt be turned backward and put to confusion.
3. Let them be turned back in shame
Who say, “Aha, aha!”
4. Let all those that seek You rejoice and be glad in You;
And let those who love Your salvation say continually,
“Let God be magnified.”
5. But I am poor and needy;
O God, make haste unto me:
You are my help and my deliverer;
O Lord, delay not.
Exposing and Cutting Toxic Soul Ties: What Psalm 70 Really Does in Rootwork
Psalm 70 is not a quiet prayer—it’s a spiritual shout. It’s the cry of someone who just realized they’ve been bound to something that was bleeding them to a slow spiritual and sometimes physical death. In the mouth of a rootworker, Psalm 70 becomes a command to Spirit to move fast, cut deep, and bring justice now. When you’re bound to someone who’s been lying to you, using your body, stealing your peace, or holding you mentally hostage—you don’t ask Spirit for gentle closure. You demand release.
Line by line, this Psalm tells the whole conjure story of cutting a soul tie:
“Hasten, O God, to deliver me.”
→ That’s not patience talking—that’s a cry from the altar saying, “I see it now. I’m tied to something I never should’ve touched. Cut it now. Move now. Don’t wait.”
“Let them be ashamed and confounded that seek after my soul.”
→ You ever loved someone who wanted your soul more than your smile? This is how you expose that tie. You speak this line and Spirit starts flipping the mirror—they get confused, you get clarity. The mask falls off.
“Let them be turned back.”
→ That soul tie that keeps circling back? Psalm 70 turns it back. Every text, every dream, every whisper—they get spiritually pushed away like fire to paper. They can’t come back the same.
“Let those who say ‘Aha!’ be put to shame.”
→ Those who laughed while you broke. Those who used your love like a leash. This line drags them to the altar and exposes them. It’s not petty—it’s power. Spiritual law don’t let manipulation go unchecked.
“Let all who seek You rejoice.”
→ This is the shift. After the cut, this is the moment your name gets clean again. Your altar shines again. Your clarity returns. Your joy ain’t in them—it’s in the fact that you’re back.
“But I am poor and needy...”
→ Don’t get it twisted—this ain’t about weakness. This is about saying, “I see where I’ve been giving too much, and I want my energy back.” You call it back. Name by name. Piece by piece. Body part by body part. Call it all back, NOW!
“You are my help and my deliverer.”
→ Not your ex. Not your mama. Not the person you’ve been trying to fix. Spirit is your help. And this Psalm? This is the severing tool.
How To Use It in Candle Work:
You pray Psalm 70 when the cord’s too tight to cut clean. You say it over saltwater. You say it while dressing a black and red candle. You say it while standing barefoot on your altar floor, hand over your chest, calling your name back. Every word is a blade. Every line, a rebuke. It don’t comfort you—it delivers you.
Psalm 70, paired with the 9 of Hearts, becomes a summons to the soul tie itself. You ain’t begging. You’re breaking. This ain’t love work—it’s liberation work. And you speak it until your bones feel clear again. Until you can look in the mirror and say, “That tie no longer owns me.”
You didn’t need another candle. You needed this Psalm.
Now go break that tie.
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CARD MEANING: The 9 of Hearts Doesn’t Bring Love—It Brings Justice
The 9 of Hearts looks like a love card, but today it’s the summons to clean house. It exposes soul contracts that were never signed in your favor. It don’t come with a ring—it comes with a decree. If you’ve ever said “I gave them everything,” this is the card that answers back, “Then take it all back.”
In Hoodoo, this card would be wrapped in red cloth, anointed in 5 dabs of Van Van Oil, and burned over graveyard dirt—to break what needs breaking. Don’t worry you don’t have a ritual down before for you.
This card don’t restore lovers. It restores you.
SPIRITUAL MEANING: Ancestral Law Does Not Allow You to Stay Heartbound
You weren’t made to be tangled in somebody else's ruin. Your ancestors gave you flame, not rope. Every time you cried over them, an ancestor got up. This card is their knock at your altar, saying: “Let us do what you will not.”
They will cut the tie if you call them. But they require truth. No more petitions for them to “change.” Ask instead for the roots to be pulled, the lies exposed, the soul piece returned. Speak over water. Speak over fire. Speak your name like it matters—because to them, it does.
EMOTIONAL TRUTH: SEO Subtitle: The Lie Was That You Were Unlovable—Now Burn It
You are precious. Not because someone else said so—but because your breath carries legacy, your name holds memory, and your spirit was born of fire and bone. You weren’t made to beg for love. You weren’t designed to settle for silence, to twist yourself for someone else’s comfort, or to mistake pain for loyalty. That’s not love. That’s survival disguised as romance. And the truth is—your soul was never meant to live in starvation. You were built to be loved in full, not in fragments. Not in conditions. Not in control.
The emotional truth? You stayed because you were trained to believe that love meant earning safety. That if you cried quietly enough, forgave often enough, stayed loyal no matter what—you’d finally be chosen. But baby, you were chosen. Just not by them. You were chosen by your ancestors, your altar, your name—by the Most High. You’ve always been chosen. And the minute you decide to walk in that truth, everything shifts.
You deserve love that doesn’t test your worth. Love that wraps you, feeds you, honors your softness and protects your strength. Let this card be your mirror—and your sword. It reflects your worth and cuts every lie that said you were unworthy of real love. Because you are worthy.
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MESSAGE: You Cannot Carry Someone Who Came to Drown You
You are not the fixer. You are not their second chance. You are not a redemption arc for someone who never changed and will never. This card says: stop carrying ghosts. If they left, they left. If they cursed you on the way out, uncross it. The work now is to survive—and thrive.
“Stop praying for them to return. Pray for your name to rise.”
HOW THIS PLAYS OUT TODAY: This Is the Day the Tie Breaks and Power Returns
Someone will text. Someone will surface. A dream may come. Don’t be fooled. It’s not a sign to reconcile—it’s proof the work is stirring. That’s the cord reacting to the blade. You’re in the final pull now. Don’t get soft. Seal the working. Let the silence answer.
FOR YOUR MIND: Break the Thought Loop Keeping You Emotionally Enslaved
Stop thinking about what you could’ve done differently. That’s the curse keeping you bound. Write it down. Burn it. Command clarity. Today is the day you reclaim mental sovereignty over your story.
FOR YOUR SPIRIT: Your Spirit Has Never Needed Permission to Cut Loose
You are fire-born. Psalm-soaked. Conjure-fed. You don’t ask for peace—you wield it. This card is the spiritual contract to stop accepting betrayal in love. Not just from others, but from yourself.
FOR YOUR MONEY: Love Blockages Steal Coin—Cut Them to Unlock Flow
You can’t hold wealth while holding grief. You can’t receive favor while entangled in emotional residue. Burn their clothes, just a strip on the altar, wash your floors, reclaim your wallet. Rue and cinnamon bath. Psalm 112. Conjure for clarity.
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FOR YOUR RELATIONSHIPS: Stop Repeating the Pattern—Heal the Root of Bondage
Love ain't war. If you gotta fight that hard, it ain’t love—it’s trauma reenactment. This card calls for a relationship audit. Clean the altar. Renounce the soul tie. Light a white candle for the self you abandoned.
COMMAND FOR TODAY: Say This Out Loud and Seal the Work
COMMAND:
"I break every tie that does not serve me for my highest good. I call my love, my name, my power back—by blood, by bone, by fire."
MINI RITUAL IDEAS:
Heartbreaking Floor Wash
Boil rue, hyssop, cinnamon, and bay. Mop from back to front. Speak Psalm 51 over the floor. Walk barefoot to seal it.
2. Soul-Tie Candle Burn
Use two candles—one red, one black. Write your name on one, theirs on the other. Bind with red thread. Cut it. Burn both.
3. Ancestral Love Reclaim Jar
Add roses, a lock of your hair, cinnamon, clove, and a bay leaf with your name. Seal with honey and command: “Only love that feeds me may remain.”
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