It has been said that the life of a woman (and some special men) is divided into three phases. The youthful years of the tender virgin, the reproductive or sexually potent years of the mother/matron, and the wise years of the crone. This witch considers all to be equally magickal, productive and fully empowering phases.
I am a woman, I am a witch. I have powers, I am power. I am also vulnerable and wistful. I make magick because I can, not because I am set apart as a mystic, but, because, I fully embrace and understand the ways of the human heart. I understand that we all eternal children, even in our elder years, our hearts leap and plunge based on our ability to dance freely or to weep openly upon the path of this great life that we have been gifted.
What makes a witch set apart, is that the witch (male or female) understands the brevity of this life, and earnestly seeks contentment, love, and joy without apology. We are crafts people, we are fully engaged in creative living in bold and colorful ways that may appear to the unknowing eye as “intimately empowered” and/or, “peculiarly assertive.”
How do you know that you have encountered a witch? How do you know if you are a witch? When the witch enters, she/he fills the room with obvious evidence that a vivid, rapturous life is being lived. They may bring with them the aromatic scents of nature, cinnamon, pine, patchouli, sandalwood, seas breezes. They wield a reputation for kindness, forgiveness and mercy to all plants and beings. They live a life where their passions know no end, and they encourage/inspire others to be passionate as well. There is evidence of a life where creative sensuality is an honored art form. Merriment and empowerment come easily in his/her presence. The witch is exceptionally alive, aware, empathic, ever flowing, ever sparking, ever soaring. The universe may feel as if it has suddenly sped up or slowed down when the witch is around. Ears are open, eyes are wide, senses are fully and blissfully engaged.
“Something Witchy this way comes.”