In an obscure Louisiana bayou, there sits a quiet little house—brimming with candles and potions, old books and sun-bleached bones.
Drinking horns rest beside dried herbs and oak leaves.
Kitty whiskers, sea shells, and whispers of the dead hang in the air.
Look closely—tucked among the witch’s hair and shadowed corners—you’ll find:
Inexplicable Things.
Who is Inexplicable Things?
Mama Sha’ & Mr. Kelly
About Mama Sha’ – Bayou Queen & Swamp Witch Supreme
Welcome to my corner of the swamp—where the moss hangs heavy, the spirits speak plain, and the magic runs deep.
I’m Mama Sha’—a Cajun Swamp Witch with more than 45 years of magic under my belt, and a life lived between the veils. Born into mud and muck, my roots run deep. I was raised by fire, dirt, and spirits, my craft is a tangle of Southern Conjure, Rootwork, and the ancient blood-deep traditions of my Norse ancestors—Spækona, Seidr, and Læknir magic all echo through my bones.
I don’t play at witchcraft. This path raised me. I have never been ‘in the broom closet’. This path has been a part of my life since I was in the high chair.
My practice is both feral and sacred. I work closely with Death, the Dead, and the forgotten wild spirits of the land. I speak to bones. I dream with monsters. My rituals aren’t always pretty, but they’re powerful—and they work.
I also walk the path of the healer and womb witch, working spells for fertility, protection, and healing—but don’t be fooled. I’ve got a deep love for chaos magic, too. Sometimes you need to rattle the bones to make the change stick.
I blend Celtic/Scottish, Norse, and Appalachian folk magic, and I am torn between mountains and bayou being home. But no matter where I go, both are a part of me. I carry swamp grit and mountain tough with me.
A Few Things About Me:
- I’m a U.S. Army veteran with a warrior’s heart
- I shoot bows and cast bones
- I run a metaphysical business that serves the living and the dead
- I never use a protective circle (and never have all my herbs in one place—because chaos is holy)
- And I’ve been riding shotgun with the gods since I was in diapers
My patron deity is Angrboda—the Mother of Monsters—and I don’t just honor her. I live by her tenets. I honor the land, my ancestors, the spirits, and myself. If you stray from your truth, don’t bother lighting candles. But if you’re ready to embrace your fire, your shadow, your wild? Then you’re in the right place.
So poke around, light a candle, and stay a while.
The swamp is deep. And so is the magic.
About Mr. Kelly – Warrior Shaman & Spirit-Walker
There’s a stillness in the swamp before the storm rolls in—and that’s where you’ll find Mr. Kelly, standing between the worlds, speaking with Spirit, and telling you exactly what you didn’t want to hear—but needed to.
A Warrior Shaman by nature and path, Mr. Kelly brings nearly five decades of experience walking between the veils. His journey began around the age of six, full of sharp turns, hard truths, and spiritual battles most wouldn’t survive. That crucible forged a man of rare spiritual strength, bone-deep discipline, and unshakable clarity.
Today, Mr. Kelly devotes over 12 hours a day to serving others. Whether it’s through divination, ancestor connection, meditative teachings, or spiritual guidance, he stands as both Tribal Gothi and grounded mentor—offering no-frills, deeply intuitive insight with the grit of a seasoned storm-watcher.
He works with local and global communities alike, guiding people to walk their path with integrity, power, and ancestral awareness. And let’s be real: he doesn’t sugarcoat a damn thing.
What You Can Expect:
- Spirit-led insight that cuts through your excuses
- Deep respect for ancestral traditions and warrior codes
- Practical tools for manifestation and shadow work
- The occasional blunt metaphor involving storms, swords, or sea captains
Mr. Kelly offers tough love, because Spirit doesn’t always speak in whispers. Sometimes, it growls. And when it does, he listens—and he makes sure you hear it too.
He also mentors students through Swamp University, creates video teachings for Patrons, and remains a steady force behind the spiritual engine of this whole swamp-born operation.
So if you’re ready to hear the truth, face the work, and claim your path—Mr. Kelly’s the one you want at your back when the winds start howling.
He won’t just guide you.
He’ll get you through the storm.
What do we do?
Welcome to Inexplicable Things
From our little corner of the bayou, Inexplicable Things crafts magic with our hands, our ancestors, and the land itself. Every item is made with intention, respect, and a deep connection to Spirit.
We hand-dip and roll pure beeswax ritual candles, blend our own ritual oils, powders, and herbal teas, and assemble potent gris gris, spell kits, and altar tools. Nothing here is mass-produced. Everything is born of purpose.
Mama Sha’ works closely with the land spirits, honoring what they offer in return—creating powerful art and curios made with bones, feathers, and other organic materials ethically sourced and spirit-led. Her spiritual services include:
- Fly-Away Spells
- Candle Blessings & Full Rituals
- Necromancy & Seidr Work
Mr. Kelly provides grounded, no-nonsense spiritual guidance—from helping folks navigate shadow work and bloodwalking, to teaching deep ancestral connection and meditative techniques. He’s the one to talk to when you’re ready to stop avoiding your path and actually walk it.
On the crafty side, he’s also a maker of woodwork, leathercraft, and mead—because magic comes in many forms.
What We Stand For: One Tribe
We walk a path of ancestral magic, rooted in land, spirit, and memory—but our foundation is community. We believe in the old ways, but we also believe in One Tribe—a space where differences aren’t erased, they’re honored.
We don’t gatekeep paths. We don’t ridicule traditions. We don’t care where you came from or what name you call your gods. One Tribe means unity through individuality—standing shoulder to shoulder, not nose to nose.
It’s about family. It’s about acceptance. It’s about you.
So welcome to our family. Welcome to the Tribe.
The door to Inexplicable Things is always open. The sweet tea’s always fresh. And there’s always a bit of lagniappe—a little something extra—for those who find their way to us.
So c’mon, allons. Let’s go. The magic’s waiting.
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