Was it nature or nurture?
I became a Witch as soon as I found my true voice.
Some are born into it.
Some take decades, lifetimes even.
Most never hear the call of the Goddess.
They are the lucky ones.
For those of us that hear Her
Listen to Her exclamations of pain.
Not the screams induced in birthing.
(She is happy in the act of creation and
Joyful in the evolutionary process
that was meant to produce conscious and coscientious children.
Her dance is the helix of DNA
And the spiralling of new galaxies.)
No. Her agony is caused by those same children-
most of whom are unconscious and unconscientious-
despite seeming to have given up their ape fur.
They have forgotten to care for the Mother
To nourish and protect Her
As She has always done for them
And will continue to do so
Til the very end of the Kali Yuga.
Even as man disposes of his waste in Her waters
(The waters we awakened to life in
and from which we crawled onto the shores,
Dripping and shiny new.)
And makes a toxic stew of Her skies.
They gleefully blow up the tops of mountains
Forgetting that these are Her breasts.
They purposefully destroy Her rainforest
Unmindful that we need its oxygen
And the as yet undiscovered cures
Contained in its flowers.
These are the things that Witches know.
These are the reasons we respond to our Mother's pleas.
A Witch is she who is intimate with the phases of the Moon
And rejoices in the magick each phase signifies:
When She is new, She is eternally young Persephone
Who represents the new beginnings and fresh start.
The Maiden is the renewal of life in springtime,
The thawing of frozen ground from which virgin buds blossom.
When She is full, She is bright and shining Demeter
Who has grown into the fullness of Her power
And knows the secrets of every living thing.
She gives freely the means of existence,
in abundance and clean water to drink.
She comforts those that need Her--
It is what the Good Mother does.
When She is waning, She is wise Hecate
Who knows that death is only the crossroads
That we all arrive at sooner or later.
The Crone opens the tunnel and Her blazing torch illuminates the way.
But this is not an ending-
The tunnel is the birth canal
And the light at the end of it is that which we see as we are born again.
What is a Witch?
A Witch is he who is secure in himself
Enough to be open, honest, and loving.
He understands that these traits are not solely feminine,
They are also masculine and, more importantly, universal.
He seeks to bring healing to a humanity rent asunder
By greed and the yearning for dominance.
He does as he will but brings harm to none
Leaving only peace in his wake.
What is a Witch?
We are they who carry hope in our hearts.
We who keep the fires of Brighid burning
Until all may bask in Her warmth.
Witches know what it takes to make magick happen
And together we can change the world.So Mote It Be. )O(
Author Drew Hoffman - Poet/Writer/ interested in exploring every facet of my creative expression.