Realizations and Transformations
I am not a healer.
I’ve been having a lot of revelations lately about my path. Some I’ve known for a while, but only in my head and not in my heart. One big one I’ve had to come to terms with is that I am not a healer and nor do I want to be. It was hard to accept that and let go. I fought it. I always thought I’d hang up my shingle and practice as a folk healer. It’s accepted and well-received even by non-magical folk unlike most of the other magics I’m pulled towards. Most shamans, folk magicians, witches, Wiccans, etc, are healers as it makes up the bulk of most neoPagan spells and rituals and it’s the most common form of practitioner (though most with the talent let it go to waste because being a healer isn’t “cool enough” – yes it is, embrace it – I’ll be jealous).
I’ve always greatly respected healers and they are much-needed in our community. I studied folk healing and herbalism for years, but have realized I don’t have the patience and gentleness required of a healer. I’m good at listening to people, but pretty blunt when it comes to assessment and advice. Some of my friends don’t even like to have tarot readings from me or ask me the visions or dreams I’ve had for them because I don’t soften negative messages or look for the bright side – I just tell it like it is with no sugar-coating.
I shouldn’t be surprised really, I am a poisoner and priestess of intoxication when it comes to plants. I don’t regret all the years I spent learning medicinal herbalism or folk healing, after all, a witch who cannot heal cannot curse. I have a talent for creating herbal healing recipes that really work, especially with indigenous plants, but my passion has never been wholly invested in it. Having finally come to this realization, I’m going to kill my mainstream business of herbal remedies and such and focus purely on my magical apothecary and artwork. This also means I will continue not to accept requests for spells, spiritual cleansings, or other magical healing products and services. It’s just not my bag.
I mostly struggled with this one because I thought: “if I’m not a healer, then what am I?” Well, the spirits weren’t subtle about answering that one: a seeress, a dreamworker, and a spiritworker (though the first two can fall under spirit work, I suppose). Okay, I can work with that (and will get into them more deeply in future posts).
I’ve left behind Traditional Witchcraft.
My spiritual practice has become much more culturally heavy and fleshed out with cosmology in the past few years. What I actually practice away from this blog and with my cohorts no longer resembles Traditional Witchcraft. Instead it has become more of a primal prehistoric shamanic path of blood and bones folk magic layered with the seership and arts of the Scots spaewife and Norse spákona of old (seeresses and spiritworkers, not witches). Some will still consider me a Traditional Witch no matter what I practice or say, and I’m okay with that, but witchcraft is only a small piece of the whole for me now and I’ve realized my definition of witch and witchcraft matches that of few others. It took discussing my practices and beliefs with the local Wiccans and witches at festivals this year to realize they don’t recognize what I practice as modern witchcraft and those who knew me better thought I was a rootworker or shaman. The bulk of my magic right now involves spiritwork, dreamwork, and seership and most of it takes place in the otherworld, not the ritual circle, and without gods as I am a pure animist.
What does this mean? It means I’m going to leave behind the witch label and be more open about my practices and beliefs to better reveal and explain my path as a whole. I’m going to streamline all my projects and websites into one so I can manage it all better (so if things disappear – don’t panic). It’ll still take a lot of work however, so this is just a tease and a head’s up at the moment that things will be changing around here. I’m human and I know the only constant in the universe is change. It’s time to transform again, spread my wings, and move on to new and promising things.
There’s more to come, but I’ll just leave these musings here for now…