A Tale Of Two Kinds of Witch
Which Witch Will You Become By The End of This Essay?
Each of us, is asked when we are old enough, to choose sides. Now there are many different avenues in this world that you can take.
You can be a:
- Healer
- Teacher
- Wanderer
- Artist
- Friend
- Ally
- Foe
You can be either the best or the worst version of yourself, and when it comes to the craft the universe will ensure that if this is the path you want to follow, every challenge that can find it’s way to you, absolutely will.
And each of those challenges will depend entirely on what you’re afraid of.
Afraid of being alone? Bam! Suddenly you look around and there’s no one in the whole world around you, that looks like you.
Afraid of being attacked? Suddenly everyone hates you and you can’t figure out why. We call this manifestation. When folks talk about manifestation often they talk about good but they never consider that they bring about — through their own actions — their own bad Karma.
I capitalize Karma because I believe, and perhaps I am alone in this but I doubt it, that Karma is less of an energy and more of an existence. A place in the universe, where what you imagine can happen absolutely will happen, with a lot of work.
If you think about all the big moments in history, from television to the squared circles of the world, everything that has ever happened has happened with human or supernatural intervention. This is just a provable fact.
Now, when I say “Supernatural” I mean, “by a force we don’t scientifically understand.” I don’t necessarily mean majick.
Think about the last concert you went to, think about it as hard as you can. Imagine being there, remember what you were wearing, dance to the songs you heard that night, watch the video if you have one. Remember how you felt being in the audience listening to your favorite band or artists sing their hearts out for your pleasure. Was it a good experience? Why?
I bet you ten dollars it was because you felt a part of something bigger than yourself. I bet you another ten dollars it was because when you looked around you for just a moment you thought “I’m not alone.”
That’s what majick is for witches. That’s why so many of us are waking up to the realization that the rules of the old do not serve the witchlings of the new.
It’s why so many of us are telling you to put his or her name in a fucking jar and close the god damned lid before letting it sail down the river to the ocean never to be seen or heard from again until some unsuspecting person on the other side of the world makes the decision about whether to free the jarred asscunts self or not.
Yeah, that shit.
We’re angry. Seriously angry at the fact that we are still being burned at the stake if in different ways. Angry that our rights are still being stripped from us and angry that the same God who took the lives of our ancestors is now hungry for the lives of our unborn, and often let’s be real here, unwanted, children.
Not every woman on this planet can have babies. And that’s okay. It’s not ideal for some women, but you are not less of a woman because you can’t give birth.
You are not less of a woman because your baby died in your womb. You are not less of a mother because your child died.
You are not less of a woman because you were born with body parts that do not fit your soul.
You are not less of a woman.
Period.
Which means you are not less of a witch.
When I was growing up, the girls around me were fascinated with Vampires and I was learning about Witchcraft. Blood witches are born from witches who have been through trauma, they say, but the truth is that every woman on earth is a Blood Witch, capital letters because it’s a part of our natural lineage.
It’s only when men discovered that Witchcraft gives us power and education, it was only when we taught them our ways of healing, that they twisted it to fit their needs.
I truly believe that Christianity is the snake eating its head. You can call yourself a Christian, but that doesn’t automatically make you a good person.
You have to choose — consciously — every day, every hour to be a good person, it’s not as difficult as it seems, it only seems difficult because being kind when others are hurtful is uncomfortable.
We as girls and women (and that includes trans girls) are taught that we’re supposed to be softer, we’re supposed to be emotional, we’re supposed to be kind. And if we’re anything but that, then we become “hard to deal with,” “forthright” and “bitch”.
It never changes. Century after century women are vilified and told that we don’t know what’s best for us while men get to do whatever they want and our “Sisters” protect them because protecting men keeps them as safe and as comfortable as can be.
What if I told you that time was up? What if I told you that the witches of today are just as vicious and cruel as yesterday only the difference is like the Devil below you, you’ve forgotten we exist?
When you go out to vote, don’t forget to scatter some grave dirt on the ground wherever you walk. Welcome the dead to have their say, they can’t vote obviously, but they can sure as fuck make life a little more interesting for the communities around you.
Okay, that was a joke, don’t do that, that would be…bad probably, but the point is, the women of today do not have to behave the way our ancestors did back in the day.
We can fight back, with everything that we have. If that means aligning our spiritual values with our physical needs then that’s what we have to do, and that means balancing ourselves before we judge others.
Christians may be imperfect but so are Buddhists, so are Monks, and so are all kinds of people. The people you are “Supposed” to admire, the ones you are “supposed” to believe in, are often the ones that let you down, not because they want to but because they were never capable of being what you needed them to be in the first place.
We are responsible for the people that we choose to represent us. We are responsible for their choices, if at the end of the day they turn out to be horrible people it’s because we didn’t do our research, it’s because we didn’t do the leg work it’s because yet again we fell for the flash and ignored the warning signs.
We knew that they would come after Roe vs Wade, and let’s be 100% honest here, the representatives of the American republic did absolutely nothing to cotify that law so that it would last forever across all 50 states.
We know that Canada is silently watching America to see which way they should lean, and we know damned well that in Canada there is a loud but small group of people who think that we should be more of a “Christian” country than we already are.
What they mean by this is that they plan to colonize our faith the way they did two thousand years ago to the Egyptians, and five thousand years ago before that.
The Christians have always been at war with this world. They have been fighting to control that which is not theirs, and for too long they have ruled the narrative.
I don’t even have to ask my sisters to wake up because I see you all across social media, in your way changing the world, adding to the discourse, giving testimony about your experience, and sharing your stories.
I just wanted to acknowledge that you exist, one more time before I take the rest of the summer off.
Blessings to each and every witch and witchling out there learning and honing our craft. You are where you’re needed, even if it’s not where you’re meant to end up.
Sending all my love,
Devon J Hall, The Loud Mouth Brown Girl
