LESSONS IN MAGICK: The Strength of Sisterhood

 

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“There is a special place in hell for women who don’t help other women.”

Madeleine K. Albright

This month marks 3 years since I started the NR Facebook page, and 2 years since starting this blog and my Shop; to say it’s been a whirlwind would be an absolute understatement.

I started this venture with no goal in mind, no real intention either; I wanted to create a sanctuary for myself, a place that was my own where I could express my opinions and experiences how I saw fit.

At the time, I didn’t know what that looked like, I didn’t know how I was to navigate this new world I found myself in; a world I had created both by choice and circumstance.

It was hard.

It was devastatingly fucking hard.

Still is, most days.

I have no problem being challenged, or having opposing opinions voiced (others would debate this fact); I do have a problem being attacked though.

I have a problem with people who only read and see what THEY want to read and see, and cannot look at anything objectively; furthermore, they cannot admit when they are wrong.

So, instead of admitting they don’t know, or that they are, in fact, incorrect, they lash out.

Their weapon? Vitriol.

Even when I know the person spewing the words is just a troll who’s merely projecting their insecurities onto me, or simpler yet, they are just trying to get a reaction because it gets them off, it still hurts my feelings.

Most people don’t understand how truly sensitive I am—I feel everything, which is why I burn out so frequently.

This brand was birthed into creation by myself; it’s literally like my baby, and when my baby is attacked, it *feels* personal.

Often, I react as such: an angry, volatile, deadly mama bear.

I know and say all the time that my way is not the only way, that my views are not the only ones.

I don’t want followers, I don’t want a herd of people who think like me; I simply want to spark something inside the minds of other’s by showing them what it looks like to burn in the fire of your truth.

I lead by example.

I light myself on fire every day and show my flames and scars to the world.

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I didn’t realize that my flames would act as a calling card of sorts beckoning like-minded individuals to seek me out, and thus, the page grew rapidly.

I also didn’t realize that in showing my scars, pains, and brutal truths to the world, it granted others permission to do the same.

In the beginning I talked mostly about topics of the Occult, demonolatry and such.

As my journey began to change, as I began to change, so did the content, which I believe is genuinely authentic; the page should reflect what I am going through and who I am.

To my surprise my page base became predominantly Women.

Now THIS was unfamiliar territory for me.

Not only did I not have friends growing up because I was so painfully different, bullied at times, accepted at other’s, choosing to keep to myself most often—I didn’t get along with other girls.

I have always known who I was, and at an early age that is threatening to other girls who are still trying to figure themselves out; it’s threatening to some Women even now as an adult.

In a world full of societal dictations about who and what we are all supposed to be, knowing who you are and living that truth are rebellious acts.

I found my inbox filled with messages from Women thanking me for sharing my experiences and telling me theirs; like soldiers comparing war stories, we shared pain, trauma, oppression, abuse, awakenings, metaphorical death and finally, rejoiced in our rebirth.

It was in these intimate moments that a silent Sisterhood was formed and has been forming ever since.

In my blog, The Rise of the Rebellious Woman I credit the Dark Goddesses with the considerable number of Women joining the Revolution, reclaiming their power, truth, and stepping onto the Left-Hand Path to take back individual sovereignty stolen from them and the Women who stood here in times past.

What I failed to see then is that the Dark Goddess works through Women like myself—Torchbearers who in these times of darkness are lighting the world on fire with their words of wisdom, and war cries for rebellion.

 

 

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I stand arm in arm with my Sisters as we begin to understand and accept that we are so much more similar than we are different.

And through sharing our stories we can heal each other, which in turn heals the wounds of the Divine Feminine; for She can only be healed when Women come to know that each other is an ally, not enemy.

When you tear down your Sister, you tear down yourself.

Thank you to all the Women who have reached out to me and continue to do so; in your words I find so much strength, motivation and inspiration.

Thank you for supporting me, for walking this journey with me, for having my back when the world gets me down.

Most importantly, thank you for teaching me the Sacred, Ancient power of Sisterhood.

Together we can conquer Empires.

Together we will dismantle the Patriarchy.

LESSONS IN MAGICK: Spiritual Elitism

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“Feelings of superiority always stem from an illusion.”

Marty Rubin

Narcissism seems to be everywhere lately and so it only makes sense that it has found its way into the Spiritual world.

I like to address issues that I see arise in our community because it’s a way to open dialogue and allow people the opportunity to grow, and change.

Isn’t that the point of our journeys anyways? To become better versions of ourselves?

How is that possible if we do not grow? If we do not face all facets of our being?

Everybody has an ego, and the ones who deny theirs are the ones I trust the least.

I prefer someone so in touch with their ego that they come off as a narcissistic, passive aggressive douchebag than deal with someone who says they have no ego at all.

And, the irony of this is that for a long, long time I was afraid to feed my own ego and so I would deny its existence in a sense; I knew it was there, I knew I had one, I just preferred to avoid that part of my Soul.

It bit me in the ass.

Hard.

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Our ego must be fed to be kept in line; it cannot be denied, and it cannot be overindulged.

I believe, personally, when we are talking about ego, it epitomizes the term “everything in moderation”.

Ego must be dosed out in moderation, and in desperate times only; especially for Spiritual people because overfeeding our ego can lead to a variety of unsavory traits, the most notorious being Spiritual Elitism.

Spiritual Elitism is the idea that your Spiritual Philosophy and experience(s) make you more enlightened than your counterparts. Spiritual Elitists (SE’s for this article) believe that they are better than another person because they know more, have studied more, have seen more, etc.

Therefore, we have so many fake gurus out there; they are nothing more narcissists in disguise.

Every single person who jumps on this path for purposes of Ego will get caught, it’s inevitable.

In general, anyone who jumps on this path for the wrong reasons will get caught; either by the community itself, or by the Spirits.

You can’t proclaim enlightenment while also proclaiming that you are better than another person, or another path.

I’ve been guilty of harshly criticizing others, so I’m not throwing stones here.

I have openly cracked jokes about (some) Wiccans being the “stereotypical judgy Christians” of the Witchcraft community but I don’t think I am better than Wiccans.

I have openly talked about my disdain for organized religion, but I don’t think I am better than followers of Abrahamic faiths, or those who want religion (of any kind) in their life.

I’m still working through wounds the Roman Catholic Church left me with.

Ironically, working with Saints has helped bring clarity.

My point is, I approach everyone as if we are on equal playing ground.

I know, I know, I can hear the gasps now.

“Not everyone deserves to be treated like we play on the same field and at the same level!”

“They have to earn my respect!”

And on, and on, and on, and on…

I treat everyone as an equal for four reasons: people will surprise you, people will let you down, people have endless potential and, it’s the right fucking thing to do.

We live in a world that divides and defines us, I prefer to give people more than that when I interact with them on a personal level.

I want people to know that they are seen, that they are more than those labels slapped on them.

SE’s are all about the labels, too. That’s what makes them stand out the most; they thrive off being different than others.

They are the ones who even among fellow Witches and Mystics are the “rarest, most special” and usually claim to have a direct connection to a deity that no one else can have a connection with. Iftentimes, the deity in question is one who is worshiped by millions across the world, and so, it makes it all the more unbelievable but easier to detect.

I, like many of you, have connections to deities but I do not believe I am the only one, I do not believe I am special because of those connections; I believe I am in tune.

And, I am in tune because I have worked my ass off to find that frequency.

As for labels, I use them but I don’t believe they make me special—they help people understand.

I like to know how people identify themselves because it helps me understand; I don’t limit them to those definitions though, just like they should not limit me to mine, either.

There is a way to be enlightened, and have a fulfilling Spiritual life without having an elitist complex that makes you live under the impression you are somehow better than another person.

I feel like, even for those of us who walk the LHP, that is the exact opposite of what our end goal is.

We are not here to be better than anyone else, we are here to be better than previous versions of ourselves.

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As I have said many times in the past, I stumbled into this role of being a mentor, and teacher but I have slowly learned to embrace it.

People ache for connection, and to have someone they can run things by regarding Magick, ritual, dreams, experiences, etc.

If I can be that person, cool; if the page I have created can be that refuge, even better.

If people become better versions of themselves because of the topics brought up, the goal has been met.

I don’t need or want followers, I don’t need or want people to worship me or bow at my feet, I don’t need or want to be applauded or pat on the back, I don’t need or want to be praised for how (insert butt kissing compliment here) I am:

I want people to step onto the path to find their truth, open the door, light their fire, and burn in it.

We must become torches in these times of darkness.

TORCHBEARERS: It’s Time to Shine Your Light

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“Life is filled with unanswered questions, but it is the courage to seek those answers that continues to give meaning to life. You can spend your life wallowing in despair, wondering why you were the one who was led towards the road strewn with pain, or you can be grateful that you are strong enough to survive it.”

J.D Stroube

I think it is safe to say that last year was a year of change, death and destruction (metaphorically and literally) for just about everyone; I know it most certainly was for myself. With these emotions and experiences there comes Shadow work, an inevitable part of our journey; facing the darker nature and emotions of/within ourselves; having to own up to our mistakes, our pain, our “shit” and still look ourselves in the mirror afterwards.

Not an easy task on top of an already complex path.

My darkness, traumas, and inability to conform are what led me to the Left Hand Path, and Magick in general, as well as having a calling deep in my Soul. I thrived in the darkness, and darker shades of gray; I loved to roam in the Shadows of myself, the otherworld and the collective unconscious trying to figure out why the dark appealed to me so much.

I immersed myself in the energy and embrace of the Dark Feminine, and swayed my hips with the Charge of the Dark Goddess; I embraced the wrath of Kali by allowing my own rage to run free, and I walked with Hekate in the Underworld staring death in the face.

I challenged fate, the Gods, and went against everything that was expected of me.

I rebelled, I lashed out, I embraced my wild nature; I raged, I screamed, I cried, and apologized not once.

But, all good things must come to an end.

After going through numerous Dark Nights of the Soul and dredging through Shadow work for over 2 years, observing and absorbing other people’s darkness and embracing my own, I can admit that I have stayed in the dark too long and now, am being forced to become my own light and shine brighter than before.

You see, I let the darkness seduce me; I got lost deep in the Abyss and have been sitting here, stuck, for weeks now—months even, trying to find a way out.

I try to remain positive and keep it all in perspective but lately it has been next to impossible to do; the recent Mercury Retrograde was the hardest one that I can remember. I remain grateful always, and make the choice every day to turn my heart towards the sky but sometimes, it’s just fucking hard to do.

During a tear-filled phone call, earlier today with one of my Sister Witches she posed a question that was so profound it has led me to write this post.

She said, “How do you create and hold space for such deep sadness and despair while still living your day to day life?” Referring the collective and personal pain and sadness that she is feeling currently.

As those words left her mouth the epiphany hit me like a ton of bricks:

“The only way out is through.” -Robert Frost

Frost’s poems have entered my mind time and time again reminding me of the lesson I am to learn or the direction I must follow. Once again, his words sing out to me.

Our society has demonized emotions so much that the majority are completely numb to the ideas of compassion, empathy and, well, love.

How can the Healers of this world cope with such odds? How can the rebels who are here to awaken the masses make them feel something, anything?

How are we, the Healers, supposed to deal with the heavy weight of sadness and fear that is being felt but also hidden?

The first step, we shine some light in the dusty corners of their Soul’s.

We all have aspects of ourselves that are like a junk drawer (not our Shadow but something more human). It’s a drawer we all have in our homes that we prefer a stranger not stumble upon and go through; finding out how sloppy we can be.

Our Soul has that same kind of drawer.

Well, it’s spring cleaning time.

This world is in desperate need of awakened and enlightened people, and I don’t mean those fake gurus who want followers; I mean the real deal who wish to have you walk your path of independence rather than follow the herd—even if that means you walk a path different from their own.

I know, I know, people on the page have tried to defend the herd as being smart; in nature, it is a defense mechanism to keep them safe from predators, a way to keep them warm, and a way to have community.

Sheep and other herd animals don’t have egos though; the Alpha males may battle it out every once in a while, but the hierarchy is set in place, and animals don’t have the awareness to question it.

Humans however, we do. And, that is why following the herd has never fared well for humans.

When we follow the herd, we lose the individuality that makes us all so unique; we lose the ability to form our own opinions because they are fed to us. It is hard to walk alone, it is hard to break free from everything you have ever known but what is the alternative? Follow blindly?

While I feel the Shadow of last year still hanging over us, the fear of the unknown, and the panic because of the uncertainty of our future, I have hope.

Some people call me naïve to keep hope alive and maybe I am; fear is no better than naivety though, but worse.

I walk in to 2017 shedding the darkness and thick skin that 2016 gave to me and step into the fire of revolution and truth.

Most importantly, I step into the fire of hope.

Blessed are the Witches, Wild Mystics, Shamans, Healers, Awakened, Enlightened and Spiritual folks of this planet; it is our torches that will guide us through the darkness.

Blessed are the light-bringers and torchbearers;

Now go light the world on fire.