#practicing witch

[witchystitched]

Listening to the "We Quit Witchcraft" podcast episode from Back on the Broomstick & they said something along the lines of 'collecting/buying things instead of doing actual magic's & OOF.

I feel like that's really common actually. I've seen it and done it myself. It's one of the reasons I've been trying to hard NOT to buy anything for my craft. (Outside of the financial/international moving reasons)

What can I DO with what I have? What ACTION can I take? How can I use my body, my mind, my environment?

Of course I do still buy things at times! And I def collect things (hello shiny rock!) but Im finding more and more that I don't wanna participate in the trends. That capitalism BS moving into the witchcraft space is low-key offensive.

[witchystitched]

Hello Hello!

As I'm re-creating my tumblr account I thought I'd give a quick intro!

I'm Sham, a 29 year old witch - I've been practicing off and on for about 10 years now. Currently more of a kitchen/eclectic witch, though I'm always learning new things so who knows!

LOVE embroidery and specifically cross stitch - its so satisfying and comforting. I've been dabbling in adding my craft into my craft (hehe) Aka witchy - stitchery. I cross stitched my husband a protection charm recently + charms for both our kitty cats on their carriers.

I'm originally from the USA but currently living in Italy for my husbands work (though we have a move coming up! - will give more details as things are finalized).

Life has not been easy this last year. Last May I lost my twin daughters at 20 weeks pregnant and have found it difficult to keep up with any of my interests. So this blog is mainly to help me feel connected to others in the craft(s) and to keep track as I go.

Adding in pics of my fur babies: Elena (black & white cat), Rhiannon (calico), Theo (18y/o pup - he's back in the US w family since he couldn't move internationally with us)

[flowery-moth-angel]

I am alive. And I am growing every day. I am changing and transforming. I am awakening to my new life. No longer bound by the guilt, the pain, the trauma. No longer held back by heavy chains from fake relationships and people that never cared for me. I am honestly and wholly myself. And I feel alive. Every mistake, every messy, every imperfection is beautiful in me. I am human. I will make memories. I will have the life I always wanted. Because when change comes, I face it even if I'm scared. I am not who I once was even a year ago, not even a few months ago. I grow stronger and more kind. I grow patient and understanding and wise. And I am alive.

I will live. I will breathe. I will dance. I will smile. I will laugh. I will dream. I will sleep. I will eat. I will live.

Leaving behind the old. Molting. Shedding skin. A metamorphosis. And I am alive. Growing to be who I am meant to be and who I want to be.

I am alive. I am human. I am wonderful. I flow with the change. And I accept the new day.

[lexi-av27]

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[mallgothchloe97]

“Not all witches are Satan worshippers🤡,”

Yeah well I am.

I’m a practicing witch and a satanist 😌

What’s wrong with that.

Some of yall have left the church, but the church hasn’t left you💅

[flowery-moth-angel]

I am the monster of your making

Holding the blade my teacher gave to me

I hold it to your throat and know that I have control

You always cry, you think I'm something

That's far too frightening for your pitiful eyes

I was never a monster or an animal

I was a fucking child that you never wanted.

I could teach you a lesson, I could always make you pay

For the years of swirling hate torturing inside of me

The pain and the agony that eats me through

The starvation gnawing at my bones

But I will be everything you will never be

Because I have the strength to face my past

And be happier than you will ever be

Because I will not die wondering why

Someone I loved can't stand to be around me.

I belief I was a mistake made by God himself

Destined to ruin this place, this family, this planet

A downfall of humanity in a four year old child

Left to suffocate. Better off dead. Than a stain of misery on this family.

But I found my home amongst

And I knew what love was

What you never gave me.

I do not care how you cry or feel bad

Your sorry is hollow and empty

Meant to be forgiven without any change

I don't care what you say to me

As I release the blade from your neck

You are good as dead to me

Because you will never accept that you hurt me

Damaged me, destroyed me, turned me into an abusive monster

When I was a fucking child that didn't know

What I was doing or how to be

Every memory tainted by your lack of affection

Worse when you failed to notice or protect me

A four year old should not feel like a monster

For having any fucking needs.

But I will live a life of love

Controlled and restrained

For I have the will to create

The life I wanted

That you never gave to me.

[flowery-moth-angel]

We've been drawing more and painting again. Our works are horrific and tragic. But it feels like us. I enjoy what I see and I enjoy what I make. Maybe one day others will see and feel something from it. But right now, it feels like I'm releasing the thoughts from my head. And it bothers me less and less each time. For the horrors are familiar and comfortable and to see my artwork of them feels like they are a part of me as much as they are removed from me. As if it all finally feels balanced and I have befriended the worst. Nothing makes sense, but that's okay. I'm making it through.