#real witch

[going-to-superhell]

My deities looking at my severely mentally ill and traumatized ass: Bitch, you need to do some shadow work Me eating a bag of doritos while crying at 3am: Nah, i'm good

[sinduraisawitch]

[house-of-slayterr]

I remember a few years ago when everyone said it was embarrassing that Coven was my favourite American Horror Story season…

[its-kayyyy]

i found these amazing books at BJ's that i oh so needed. they were $14.99 USD (the contemporary witch) and $19.99 USD (1001 crystals), and these are my first witchcraft books so i splurged and decided to get them 😅

[alabaster-the-crow]

Looking for witchy blogs!

(please only reblog if your blog is MOSTLY used for witchcraft content. If you only post witchy stuff occasionally then your blog is not what I'm looking for)

Reblog if you post

Hearth magic

Divination

Cottage magic

Kitchen magic

Low energy Spells

Modern Witchcraft

Pop culture witchcraft

DO NOT INTERACT IF YOU ARE

Racist, Homophobic, transphobic, map, nazi, antisemitic, lgbtq+phobic in any way, terf, swerf, truscum, or a bigot in any way shape or form.

DO NOT INTERACT IF YOU ARE WICCAN : You do you but this is not the type of content I am interested in.

[wybielune]

Always read the spell's fine print...

Hey guys! It's been a while, I'll explain.

I watched Hocus Pocus 2 today, and what I'm about to go into has spoilers for the ending, so, only read ahead if you've seen it, or if you're like me and spoilers don't bother you.

Something in this film reminded me of something spell related that happened to me in real life.

So, toward the end of the film, Winnie starts a spell for ultimate power that requires the head of her lover, and for the caster to give up that which they love most in exchange.

She assumed that the head of a man she kissed once would be enough, but was wrong. She completed the spell, but her sisters were taken as the toll, and here is where my point starts.

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I love it when films actually say or do something that's accurate to Witchcraft because they likely don't even know they did it, and I love this ending in particular because it reminded me of a 'magickal moment,' that happened not long ago in my own life.

I'm not well.

I haven't been for a long time. I won't go into details since someone reading this might be squeamish, but long story short, I have a genetic condition that's caused me pain for years, and last year, it became too much.

I contacted doctors in order to start a series of surgeries that would hopefully take that pain away, if not, just alleviate it.

The list for surgery was chockablock though. It would be sometime next year that I would be called for the first surgery.

Naturally, I was devastated, but they told me that I would be put on an emergency contact list. If someone else cancelled their booked surgery, I'd be contacted and booked instead.

So all I could do at this point was wait, and it was horrific. I was on constant alert, knowing the call could come anytime, but probably wouldn't for the five or six months-

So I considered using magick to speed it along.

I could do it. I knew how to, and I was in so much pain that I wanted to do it, but here is the problem.

When you cast, you have to think of all of the potential affects of your spell, not just your favoured outcome.

If I had gone along with the spell, I'd have pushed the appointment forward, but it also meant that someone who's surgery is already booked would need to have their appointment cancelled, and as they were on the list for the same thing as me, the only reason they'd cancel is if they or a relative became massively unwell, to the point that they couldn't attend.

If I hadn't thought about it, I could have accidentally cursed someone to illness, and held their necessary surgery back in favour of my own.

I couldn't do it. I don't curse. That's not me. I couldn't take another person's appointment by force, and I was upset of course. This could have been the way to make my pain stop, faster.

Most think that magick is the answer to all problems, and if I hadn't thought about it, it might have been the answer to mine, but as witches, as people who alter reality, we have a duty to consider all the potential effects of a spell, and whether we feel okay with accepting the burden of those effects.

I was not okay with it, so I didn't cast, and I'll probably never forget it.

Now, most stories from real life don't have happy endings. That's just the way it is, however... I'm currently writing this from my recovery bed, post surgery.

I wanted the surgery so badly to make myself feel better, but I wasn't willing to hurt or make another ill to do it, so, I guess, I unconsciously manifested the appointment. I got the call 3 weeks later, and now I'm in recovery.

Only time will tell if I need another to fix the problem, but we're there. It's started.

[weedsmokingbf]

any witches or warlocks out there that wanna curse my dad and make him suffer slowly then die I am dead serious and want serious injuries only

[le-coffee-witch]

New Idea for my witchy youtube channel!

Hear me out y’all! 

Wednesdays Witchy Wonderings! 

If you want to send questions to me about general witch craft stuff be it questions about the craft in general, why certain things are taboo, or what you can do to hone your skills in certain areas of your own craft, send a question my way.

I’d love to fill my channel with more content besides just tarot Tuesday content. 

[vixeria]

So for some reason, earlier this morning, I was reminded of my very first encounter with a fortune teller.

So hear me out.

My friends and I were kind of rolling about in the car one day and we see this sign for fortune telling outside of this house that looks like a little mini White House, like the one in the U.S. Anyways, we come up to the house, park out front in this little loop around driveway, and a weird question pops into our minds…

“Do we just knock orrr…?”

We had no idea. Especially because this looked to be like someone’s house rather than a proper public space. And this place was directly on a busy street surrounded by actual other facilities such as gas stations, eateries, etc. This house certainly stood out from everything else on this wide open, busy street.

I knocked anyway… just in case.

Now you might call me crazy when you hear this next bit, buuuuut... This place… I kid you not, it practically sparkled. It was white with very few, but pretty plants around the front and was absolutely serene. But the second you approach the door, which was beneath a front porch awning of sorts, the vibe changes. It didn’t feel… welcoming. It actually felt ominous- like straight out of an anime or something.

The door has one of those metal bar outer doors, painted a pretty white to match the rest of the house. A woman answers at the door, and the door creaks open loudly, but not slowly or creepily. Just… very noisily opens. When I get a look at this woman… god, she was incredibly intimidating! She looked every bit the part of a historical, stereotypical witch! Seriously, the facial structure of the woman was sort of broadened, and she was thin, and looked to be somewhere in her fifties or sixties. Her modern clothing didn’t seem to suit her at all and she was very… unwelcoming. She had a frown on her face that simply oozed unpleasantness.

Regardless of the intimidation I felt from the woman and the weird, scary vibes I was feeling from the front door, I smiled and asked how much it would be for a reading and if she’d accept card.

When she responded, she said cash only and $40 USD a reading.

She said this with such a straight face and a monotonous tone… I wanted to run right then and there. It felt like she was incredibly blank with emotion. My response was just “Okay, I’ll be back then!” Because, of course, I didn’t have cash on me.

We turned around and I very quickly got back into my car. The lady watched us drive off before she went back inside her home, er, whatever this place was.

I didn’t go back.

And for some reason I thought of her today. Is it safe to say I’m low key freaked out with all of these weird, conflicting vibes? I never went back because of the feelings I felt. It felt like I couldn’t leave fast enough. Like it was a mistake just to be on that porch.

I also feel like somewhat of a scaredy cat. And thinking back on it, I sort of laugh at myself. It was such a short experience- maybe the lady was having an off day. Maybe I just showed up at a bad time. All I know… is that I feel absolutely silly for letting it all get to me. I definitely should’ve gotten a reading that day. 🤣

[going-to-superhell]

Ya know what? Fuck it, i've had enough *un-witches your craft*

[xamag-draws]

them witches

[homriette]

I just wanted to draw my beast tamer witch Reina, yippieeeee

[sinduraisawitch]

Sindura looking like the witch she is.

Entirely dangerous and psychotic.

[altarcat]

oh also just hiiiiii witchcraft account im a witch any of u witches i like the silly little spells n the silly little shiny things hiii

[thisistab]

[shopwitchvamp]

"Omg, I love these! They go up to size 6X AND they have pockets?! Wow!! But do you have anything longer?" Sure do, no problem!!

"YES these are great!!! But what about.. longer?" I gotcha!! Comin' right up!

"Now that's what I'm talkin' about! But... how about if I'm feeling like it's the kinda day where I need my clothing to be bifurcated???" Never fear, joggers are here!

*wild cheering*

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