I’ve never thought much about all the flavors of Witchcraft. Although as I think about it now, I’ve never been much of a “Witch” I suppose in terms of those who are dedicated to a craft of any kind. I always feel as if I float along on a current of my own alongside an inner knowing that seems to be there with me at all times for as long as I can remember remembering in this lifetime. Quite awhile ago I decided if it sings to me I hum with the music, if it doesn’t then it’s discarded but not totally forgotten and I try to honor the lesson. I’ve learned many things about myself and as I learn to accept who I am, I know for me putting things, concepts, ideals, doctrines, society rules or any being into a box of any kind is not of my essence. It’s not that I don’t peg things onto my cork board but I have accepted the fact that everything is in a constant flux of changing and so am I. I have always hoped I instilled in my children the concept that anything they come across in life, people, history, ideals, rules, absolutely everything should be examined from their own hearts and an attempt should be made when the time is right to keep an open mind because in this process arises life’s greatest and most miraculous epiphanies.

So, as usual my writing is like the Beatles song, “The Long and Winding Road“. I have been reading some blogs on Traditional Witchcraft and it holds more meaning for me than most of the other variances of Witchcraft I have casually studied. It appears to me from my reading, Traditional Witchcraft derives from the ancient cultures of the forests all over the world. Their traditions and rituals were drawn from their folklore, superstitions, and available flora and fauna of the area in which these cunning folk honored natures resources, using what was available to help others in their communities. What could be more beautiful or make more sense? It sings to me that most that follow this craft mostly do their work and rituals either with positive intentions in mind or protection from the negative and there is no one way to do so. You use what is available in your immediate environment and what “feels” right. In most cases I feel that these ancient cunning folk were all very open minded individuals who were also quite open to the fact that everything is connected to the one tree of life and that is where our strength is drawn. Everything dwells within the realm of nature which is the dearest of all miracles in my heart, the only truth from which all things arise here in this time and place. There is so much to learn and be revealed in it’s infinite possibilities and I try my best not to be discouraged that so many of us have lost the way from our source. My dearest hope is that I can plant one small seed from which a mighty oak will grow. You will always hear me say nothing is perfect, that’s just a silly, because in accepting imperfection is where perfection lies.

As above, so below.

Namaste