So this blog is called “Witch in the World”. And I wanted it to be about magickal practice, spiritual studies, paganism, witchcraft, etc. But I also wanted it to be about how we witches function in today’s modern world and how a witch can manage her mundane life while using a little magick to move things along.
I felt, for a minute or two, with my recent posts about health and fitness, that I might have been getting off the subject a bit. But, not true. I’ve mentioned how I included magickal workings in this. And my new, more earth friendly lifestyle is certainly a goal of most of the witches I know. After all, we are spiritual beings having a physical experience. But ,as I like to say, and as most witches know, because we are so connected to the earth, “We ARE Having a PHYSICAL experience.” So it makes sense for us to dwell in both realms and to embrace our physicality, as well as our magick. So, I’m going to stick with this subject for as long as it interests me!
I’ve realized something recently. I mentioned in previous posts, specifically in “This is Sparta!”, that I performed all kinds of magick to try to help myself see myself in a more loving light; to help me feel more beautiful. If I am honest, I was so down on how I looked that all I really wanted was to feel more visually “acceptable”. I was in a pretty bad mental state over it. I did spells, created talismans, performed full moon rituals to goddesses of youthfulness, you name it! And the thing is, I kept thinking that those spells weren’t working. But they were. Magick isn’t as magic as we think sometimes. I guess I expected to wake up the next day after each of these workings to a new woman. I expected to wake up and look in the mirror and say, “Good!” But that’s not how it works.
An image occurred to me this weekend. The image is of a river, coming to a narrow portion where its banks close in on one another and where debris has filled that space. The flow is restricted. But water is relentless, as anyone who has seen a canyon can attest. Eventually, little bits of this debris are pushed loose by the pressure of the water, and as it flows through one tiny crack in the blockage, it begins to loosen other bits in the way, a twig , then a stone, then a clump of mud. This tiny flow picks up speed and pressure unclogging its path with greater and greater swiftness. Suddenly, the whole blockage just lets go and the river flows freely again. That’s what was happening with my magick. I didn’t give up on it. I was relentless, like water (thank you Bruce Lee!), and so eventually, it worked. The “blockage-letting-go” moment was the moment I was in a meditative state, still questioning my psyche (which is another form of magick) as to why I would feel this way about myself, or why couldn’t I cultivate some self love for my appearance. And words came from a place that I recognize as the “higher self”. I’ve spent years listening for and listening to that voice. I recognize her when she speaks. Even if I don’t understand the words she says right away, I always pay them due note, because I know that they will become clear, and usually pretty soon. She said (and of course she rhymed it, because she knows I love that shit!) “Your beauty, my dear, is not in the viewing, but in the doing.” And within 48 hours of hearing that sentence in my head, I was suddenly ready, willing and able to make the necessary changes to my lifestyle. It was like magic! Wait, it wasn’t LIKE magic… it WAS Magick – Magick that I’d been performing for over a year. It just so happens that this was a tough blockage and took time to break down.
That is how this life works. We are all creating, manifesting, performing our own magic with our thoughts all of the time. We must work to do this consciously, instead of in default mode. This is how I incorporate magick into a mundane life. I’m now giving myself all kinds of love! I love myself by feeding my body lots of delicious, healthful food, taking the time to carefully choose and prepare that food. Every single morsel I put in my mouth these days, by the way, IS delicious or I don’t eat it. I’m loving myself by giving my body lots of great and varied (and FUN – above all FUN) exercise. I’ve lost weight, and that feels good. I’ve built strength and THAT feels really good. And when I do glance in the mirror, it seems, my thoughts have lost the most weight. I’m not going to tell you that I see something beautiful every time I check my reflection, but I can tell you that my thoughts about it are no longer heavy. They don’t carry any judgment or even any concern about “beauty”. I have noticed my skin looking healthier and my eyes brighter and my hair shinier, but those are all just side effects. And this is good. The beauty is indeed in the doing. And I’m doing it. I even took a selfie and smiled!