When I was a very young child, my 3D filter was not properly installed. I am in no way unique in this respect. Many children see the spirits that are around us at all times and many have out-of-body experiences. On the plus side, I danced with the Fae in my grandmother’s garden. On the flip side, I saw some rather unsavoury spirits too that seemed to delight in terrifying me. Yet they never harmed me.
What did harm me was learning about the pure evil perpetrated by humans and my first awakening to how cruel the world could be will stay with me forever. I would have been about five or six when this happened. It was in the summer and all the kids in the neighbourhood spent all day long playing outside.
A group of kids had found a green grasshopper on the path. It was beautiful. But those kids didn’t seem to think so. They started pouring sand over it and then one of the boys ran over it on his bike. It felt like my heart had been smashed into little pieces. A part of my soul (since retrieved) left that day. More and more I started retreating to my room and the relative safety of my books.
I was a voracious reader from a young age. Because I would read anything I could get my hands and on, I sometimes read newspaper and magazine articles intended for a much older audience. In the 70’s many writers were still processing the trauma of the holocaust. In Sweden, in particular, I believe the collective guilt that hung over us for not resisting Hitler made it even more prevalent.
Hence, I was introduced to the details of the horror that was the WWII Holocaust at a young age. That said, I didn’t have to live it. Children lived and died in those camps. I always felt I had it easy. And at age 10, Maximilian Kolbe, who offered his life for another concentration camp victim, became my hero. To this day, he remains the bravest man I have never met and I will always honour his memory.
I read that article in my grandmother’s house. I was in bed, on my stomach flipping through one of her countless women’s magazines when I came across the article. I cried and cried and cried… I knew that the courage of this man was the only way to meet the evil of the world. I knew that he brought Heaven into the Hell that was that concentration camp. I knew that I wanted to be like him because truly, there was no other way to be.
My grandmother was a witch, Seer and natural-born medium. She was gifted in many other ways too that make me proud to call her my grandmother. She could make anything with her hands and she could make things grow in her garden that normally would not grow that far North. But she was a witch who had been silenced. Like many cunning folk in Sweden, she let her gifts and practises slip because they were both condemned by the church and ridiculed by our increasingly rational society.
Before my grandmother stopped entirely, she did teach me and my sister how to perform divination with molten lead (molybdomancy). She also introduced me to divination by keeping the book ‘Sibyllans hemligheter’ within reach of my greedy little hands. This was my first introduction to cartomancy.
As some of you know, I now read cards for a living… though I too was silenced for a long time. Christianity made me shut down for a decade between the age of 17 to 27. It took a healing crisis to shake me out of the grip of pure evil… Evil, I might add, which had nothing to do with Christ Himself and everything to do with those who twisted His message to gain power over others.
What I see clearly now is that patriarchy is the breeding ground for the kind of soul-less evil that makes us disrespect nature. Patriarchy is what programs us to think that we are separate from each other and that to win at the game of life is to accumulate more wealth than our neighbour.
To be a witch is to be in harmony with the All. This is how we SEE. We are not fooled by the illusion of separation. No wonder then that they tried to kill us all. No wonder then that the church-state propaganda machine has worked so hard and succeeded in making the majority perceive witches and anyone who communicates with the spirits as evil or insane.
To see and seek help from spirits is natural. That doesn’t mean laying aside all powers of discernment and automatically trusting that all spirits wish us well, just as you wouldn’t do the same with people in your life. As a shaman and a witch, I work with spirits who wish to work with me and to come in the spirit of seeking the Highest Good for All.
There are good witches and there bad witches, just as there are bad Christians and Christians who would lay down their life for someone they don’t even know (like Maximilian Kolbe). The evil isn’t in the labels people choose to slap us with. The evil is in the programming. Unless you start questioning it, you will never be free of evil inside yourself… and unless you free yourself from within, you will keep consuming the lies of patriarchy.
Witches, whether good or bad, are one thing: they are powerful. They know that the power they were born with is theirs rather than something we ought to give to the vampires higher up. They know that to use their power, they first have to own it. This makes them dangerous and everything those who have worldly power fear and despise.
When a witch owns her power, she does so by attuning herself to Nature and the cycles of the Moon. Witches worship Her as the Great Mother, Isis, Hekate, Inanna, Diana, Ereschkigal, Freya, Gaia, Astarte, Morrigan, Brigid, Shekinah, Sophia, Mother Mary, Hel… The deity a witch is called to work with or chooses to attune herself to reflects her own power and calling. Each witch has special gifts and powers. Being in communion with the deity in charge of those gifts supports us on the journey but we are by no means called to be subservient to the Gods and Goddesses.
Ultimately there is One Source of Power. We can know and communicate with deities that have clearly outlined personalities and have spent time among humans… and we can also communicate with/be in communion with this One Source… but because it is less like ourselves than the Gods and Goddesses, it becomes trickier. Want proof of this? Look at monotheistic religions that claim to know the mind of God through an ancient book. Look at the actions born from these religions. Think back on the burning times, the torture and the millions of lives lost – all in the name of the One True God.
Ye shall know them by their fruits
Does religion serve God or patriarchy? Is monotheistic religion a true reflection of the One? Do monotheistic religions have the right to label and judge polytheistic religions as lesser and/or outright evil?
Did polytheistic religions at one point in history start serving patriarchy instead of seeking harmony with Nature? Was this the overture to Christianity marrying the State? Did it all start with men demoting the status women because they feared our power?
You know the answer, sisters.
Those who would climb over corpses to achieve power in the world are the ones still shouting the loudest to deny women of their power and their natural connection to the Divine.
Your womb is your cauldron of creation. You are more powerful than you think you are. The only true evil lies in denying yourself that power.
Unicorn Blissings ✨🦄✨