Prelude to “The New Witches’ Handbook”:
Hello my sacred sister, and congratulations on finding your magical path! If you are like myself, you may be feeling both a sense of joy and excitement at having experienced “The Calling”, mixed with a bit of trepidation at what comes next. There is so so much to learn. And what will the neighbors think? Not to mention your friends and family. It is only natural that our excitement be tinged with a bit of fear. The horrific persecution many of our ancestors suffered for pursuing their paths still lingers in our memories, as it should. We must always remember to use care and caution when practicing the craft, and it would be unwise to make yourself the target of a modern day witch-hunt, figurative or otherwise. That being said, I want you to realize that you are not alone. There are more of us than you think, and our numbers are growing.
As a young lass, I was fully aware of my beliefs and spirituality, though I had no name for it. I was also aware that there were many people who called themselves witches. But those people tended to be the goth kids, the social misfits, who wore black T-Shirts featuring bloody looking pentacles, spike chokers, and who hung out in the hallways at lunch burning things with lighters they’d smuggled onto campus. That wasn’t really my style. Nor was the structured hierarchy of Wicca or some of the other Pagan based religions I came across in my studies. I eventually discovered Natural Witchcraft, or as it is sometimes referred to as, Wild, Green, or Kitchen Witchcraft, and determined that if I had to put a label on it, my faith fit most easily into these categories, but I kept these thoughts mostly to myself. When it came to my spiritual beliefs, and my beliefs in energy, magic, and the power of the mind, I still felt very much alone.
It was not until I gave birth to my daughter that certain events in my life began happening at a rapid rate, setting off a domino effect of occurrences which resulted in me experiencing The Calling with such a force that it could not be denied. Something within me clicked. This is who I am. This is what I was meant to do, this is the path I was meant to walk. With this acknowledgement and acceptance came a sense of peace and completeness that my soul had not previously experienced. It was such a powerful feeling that I knew I could not be wrong in choosing this unconventional path. I began to write about it. And talk about it. And reach out to people who I could sense were feeling the pulse of magic streaming through their veins just as I was. It was in doing this that I made a pleasant and unexpected discovery: I am far from alone. There are untold numbers of magical beings living both in and out of the broom closet.
I had never felt ashamed for the things I believe, for I knew them in my heart to be true. However, as a result of not ever having any peers growing up who felt the same way, I had often felt guarded, embarrassed even. Most of my classmates were raised either Christian or Catholic, and they quickly learned that taking me along to church on Sunday morning was a bad idea. I asked far too many questions that had no satisfying answers of the poor church staff. To be fair to them, I did rather enjoy watching the color rise in the pastors cheeks when they realized they’d been morally stumped by a grade schooler. I’ve always had a soft spot in my heart for debate and playing the devils advocate. Regardless, I learned to keep my spiritual beliefs to myself, and while this served me quite well, I’d be lying if I said it didn’t get lonely from time to time. These childhood experiences made me somewhat hesitant to open up about my magical path. But the experiences I was now having as a new mother were so profound I could not keep them to myself.
I have been more than thrilled with the overwhelming show of support from both friends, family, and strangers, since my “coming out”. Many of the people I have nervously shared my beliefs with have confessed to feeling the same way. There are so many of us out there longing to re-establish the intimate connections we once had with the Earth and our environments. There are numerous individuals who are waking up and seeing the world with new eyes, recognizing the magic that surrounds them on a daily basis and feeling it’s fire flow through their veins. Even science is headed in the right direction, proving that not only are we all made of the same energetic essence, and that energy can never be destroyed, but it is also acknowledging the fact that our minds, and our thoughts, have much more of an impact on ourselves and our world than we had previously comprehended. Take for example the placebo effect, or the relatively new and groundbreaking field of Noetic Science.
At the time of this writing, Mercury and Pluto are squaring off. We are in the middle of a great shift in global consciousness, an awakening. The stirring you are feeling within yourself, that undeniable call of the Goddess bubbling up from within your own sacred soul, is Mother Earths cry to arms. Her body, her cycles, her health, are all reflected in our own bodies. We can feel the restlessness, like a snake uncoiling from a slumber, lifting her head, read to strike. The Earth is sick, dying. This is a result of humanities break from the Goddess, a rift that has grown between ourselves, the heavens, and the Earth. As we continue to pollute our planet with toxins and exploit her resources until her fertile grounds turn bleak and barren, continuing to believe the illusion that we are somehow separate from Nature, so too do we damage our own sacred bodies. Formerly unheard of diseases are claiming the lives of millions each year, despite all of our best advances in modern medicine. But you, my sacred sister, are beginning to remember. The fact that you are reading this now is proof that you have heard the Mothers Call, for it is for you that this is written. If we as woman, who are so intimately linked to the cyclical dance of the Earth and Skies, do not speak for The Mother, who will? The time for inaction is passed. We have sat by silently for too long, allowing our powers to be suppressed, perverted, and made taboo. If we are to survive as a species, and leave our children in a world we can be proud to pass down, we must stop believing we are insignificant and powerless as women. We must relearn the ancient knowledge of the Goddess, and reawaken the suppressed intuitive powers within ourselves. It is not a task which can be taken lightly, but it is one we can put off no longer.
While the path of the Witch is not without trial, I can promise that it is one filled with truth, magic, wonder, and awe. There is a sense of peace and joy that enters the soul when you humbly acknowledge and accept your divine path. There is a completeness that can be felt down in the core of your being which proves to those in-tuned that this is what you have been brought here to do. You have a purpose. The Goddess needs YOU to speak for her, to act for her, to spread her love and heal the world. This may seem like a monumental task, but never doubt for a second, that you do indeed, have the capacity of healing the planet.
The patriarchal social structures which have ruled our society for several thousand years have had their time in the sun. I think it is safe to say it has royally fucked shit up. These discriminating, selfish, hierarchal and outdated ideals benefit no one. Not man, not woman, not child, and certainly not Mother Earth.
Now it is our turn. Our turn to shake off the chains which have bound our feminine powers and create the magical utopia that is absolutely attainable if we once more learn to live in the harmonious cyclical cycles of Mother Earth and the heavens beyond, and perhaps more importantly, to trust ourselves, our inner Goddess, our intuition, and each other. Remember, before the conquest of Western masculine ideologies some five thousand years ago, cultures from around the globe worshiped the feminine in all her life giving and creative glory. It was women who linked our menstrual cycles to the movement of the moon and planets, it was women who invented astronomy, astrology, yoga and the arts. Women built the first societies, nurtured the first communities, convened and communicated with nature and the unseen energies which surround us, and kept the balance of masculine and feminine in perfect order. It is time to reclaim this power. We will perish if we don’t.
So I applaud you for your courage, and your choice to heed The Call. Wear the title of Witch proudly, teach the masses that far from evil, Witchcraft is a wise and ancient art, full of love, growth, and healing. Never loose the sense of excitement and vitality you feel now. There will always be something more to learn, some opportunity to grow and blossom.
It is my hope that one day there will be no more Witches. One day, I believe, this label will be obsolete, as humanity will have re-established balance with Nature, seeing that witchcraft is not an eccentric hobby, but a way of life. THE way of life. It can embrace all cultures, all geographies, all peoples. We will no longer be Witches, we will simply be human. Human beings living side by side in mutually beneficial relationship with one another, with Mother Earth, and all her inhabitants, guided by the Heavens and confident in our own divinity. Today, however, more than ever, the Witch is needed. The Universe is thirsty for her magic, craving her care and attentions, waiting for her to shape and sooth the damaged energy of the world back into the glowing gem of life , love, and wonder it is meant to be. It is time to reawaken your inner magic and become an active participant in this process. It is time to make a change.
Welcome home my sister, and Goddess Bless.
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