Author Archives: Eron Vito Mazza

What My Father’s Death Taught Me About Love Too Late

What My Father’s Death Taught Me About Love Too Late

When my father died, I didn’t know how to feel. We weren’t close. We hadn’t spoken in years. There was no big dramatic fallout just a slow, quiet fade. Phone calls that stopped coming. Texts were never answered. Time stretched the distance wider until we were strangers who shared a last name. Then came the

Eron Mazza: Queer Joy is Magic!

Let me be clear: Queer joy isn’t just a vibe—it’s a full-blown magical working. A spell. A hex against hopelessness. It is a monkey wrench tossed into the gears of A system that says we aren’t allowed to exist, let alone find joy in this life. We live in a system of oppression that would

We Rise Together, Not Alone: Community as Sacred Practice

Spirituality these days is often marketed like a solo journey with a crystal starter pack. You meditate alone, journal alone, light your candles alone, and if anyone disrupts your peace? Cut them off. Block. Banish. Repeat. But what if the spirituality of isolation they are marketing to us is not very spiritual at all? Throughout

Self-Care or Self-Avoidance?

Self-care has become the go-to buzzword of our burned-out era. And let’s face it—queer people need it. We’ve survived enough: familial rejection, spiritual trauma, political erasure, and the daily microaggressions that cut deeper than they should. So when the world feels like too much, yeah—sometimes a face mask, some candles, and a full Netflix blackout

Initiated by Grief: The Rites No One Asks For

Grief is an initiation no one asks for—but it finds us all eventually. And when it does, it changes everything.  When we think of spiritual rites, we often picture the joyful or solemn ceremonies that mark the great turning points of life: a baptism, a bar mitzvah, a wedding, a child’s first steps into community.

Mazza: The Strength of Gentleness

There’s a kind of strength that doesn’t roar. It doesn’t stomp its feet or shatter glass ceilings in a blaze of thunder. It whispers. It steadies. It holds. It’s a gentle magic. In a culture obsessed with dominance, productivity, and spectacle, softness is often dismissed as weakness. But in magical and spiritual traditions, gentleness can

The Sacred Pause: Spiritual Rest as Resistance

I’ve been thinking a lot about rest lately. Not collapse. Not zoning out. But real, intentional rest. The kind that lets your nervous system exhale and your spirit come back into your body.  And let me be honest—it’s hard. As a queer, trans, neurodivergent witch, I’ve spent most of my life running on survival mode.

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