Part 15 : Witchism lives in the mundane. It’s the way I cook, clean, speak, rest. Magic doesn’t always need ceremony.
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Part 16 : There were times I felt disconnected. But even in stillness, the magic was there, just waiting, quiet, patient.
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Part 17 : Naming myself “witch” was a return to something ancient. Witchism taught me that power doesn’t have to be loud. It can be rooted, soft, fierce.
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Part 18 : There’s no straight line to spiritual growth. My journey has zigzagged through grief, joy, doubt, and awe. And it’s still unfolding.
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Part 19 : Start where you are. Trust your curiosity. You don’t need to know everything. Witchism will meet you wherever you’re willing to begin.
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Part 20 : My journey toward witchism isn’t finished—it’s evolving. What began as a whisper is now a steady rhythm in my life. One I follow, honor, and share.
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There’s something magnetic about certain oracle decks that draws you in before you even understand why. For me, that pull came from the **W.I.T.C.H – Women in Total Control of Herself** Oracle deck by Angi Sullins, featuring stunning artwork by Silas Toball.
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Today, I did something that terrifies and exhilarates me in equal measure.
I walked away from the safety net. No job waiting on the other side. No steady paycheck to catch me if I fall. Just me, my craft, and an unwavering belief that the universe has been whispering this path to me for far too long to ignore.
To make it even bigger… I just signed the paperwork to buy a property.
Not just any property, but I will post more on that as I go along.
The Tower Moment
If you know anything about tarot, you know The Tower isn’t a card we welcome with open arms. It’s the card of upheaval, of structures crumbling, of necessary destruction that clears the way for something new. That’s where I am right now – standing in the rubble of what was safe, what was predictable, what was slowly suffocating my spirit.
But here’s what I’m learning: sometimes The Tower isn’t something that happens to you. Sometimes, you become The Tower yourself. You make the choice to bring down the walls you’ve been hiding behind.
Trusting the Craft