The Gift of Time

When my guides appeared to me, I started an in-depth study and research of them.  I wasn’t really familiar with any of them.  I found stories of Brigid, Minerva, and Circe, that told of how they would chant their spells while performing the mundane tasks of the day.  Most of the stories refer to weaving since that was a requirement of women in ancient times.  As they chanted, the spells were woven into the very fabric they fashioned.  This struck a chord with me.  I had since I can remember, been chanting positive affirmations or things I wanted to materialize, quietly to myself, as I would go about my day.   When I decided to embrace my inner witch, at the urging of my guides, this seemed to be the natural form of spell work for my practice.  I’ve simply stepped it up a notch.

When I work with a spell, I like to work with it for a long time.  As I was doing my shadow work, I realized that despite years of practicing self-love, I still had significant and powerful amounts of self-loathing and worthiness issues.  I started to contemplate how this came to be.  How did such a sweet-natured, all-loving child, turn into an adult who couldn’t live herself?  In a rush, I was transported back to my childhood and heard the onslaught of verbal abuse that was directed at me, every day, from dawn to dusk.  I had my “aha” moment.  I was simply like one of Pavlov’s dogs.  I was conditioned.  Years of verbal abuse had woven those words into the fiber of my DNA.  So as an act of self-love, I made the decision to give each spell I work with lots of time, to weave its bonds deeply into my DNA, and I will continue to do so until there is no room for any negative residue from the past.

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