Manifesting Alignment

The other day I was sharing with some people the experiences I've had making contact with celestial beings, and a man came to me and vented his frustrations about his inability to do so. He had been practicing magick, studying, and keeping up regular practices for 12 years and despite all this effort, he has never had a spiritual experience that proved to him these beings or anything on the other side was real.

While there are many things I could have suggested to help him get to where he needed to be through practice, he had already been there and done all of those things. So I told him, perhaps he is right where he needs to be. I've found with many of the things I've wanted most in my life, in order for them to manifest I've needed to let go of expectations, let go of the outcome, and move forward with my life. Often times letting go is what leads us right to our destination, and often times it happens in ways we would never expect.

So to any witches or anyone struggling with their spirituality and experiencing what's beyond, practice letting go. Release all the expectations you've had and just stay open. If nothing else is working, what do you have to lose? ❤

There are wonderful spiritual experiences, but putting stress on yourself and feeling bad about not achieving what others have and overall just trying to force it will not get you to where you want to be, it will just keep you blocked from experiencing those things. Enjoy your life, and just stay open to the possibility of the things you haven't yet experienced spiritually being real. Letting go doesn't mean you are giving up and losing everything you worked so hard for. It's simply an inner knowing that you have done what you can and letting the Universe take care of the rest. ♥ What is meant to be will be.

Disclaimer: I felt I needed to add this in case anyone assumes the tone of this writing to be taken as fact; it is not and portraying it that way is not my intention. Before reading, please be aware that this is my experience and my own personal beliefs and perspectives. While I do hope to share it with others as this lesson was valuable to me, you are not expected to agree or share the same views. The title is bold to draw in the reader, but does not define the overall message of this post so please take the time to read and see beyond the title. With all that in mind, enjoy! 😉

A couple months ago I had an experience that almost completely shattered my spiritual beliefs in everything. It all stemmed from a little Obsidian sphere I bought off of eBay two years ago.

I remember when I first bought the obsidian sphere. Originally, I purchased it because it is supposed to help with clearing negative energy and anxiety which is something I've been struggling with for the past several years. When it finally arrived, I picked it up and held it in my hands, and I remember feeling a slight humming vibration coming from it and also feeling a happy, warm and fuzzy feeling. It did exactly what I expected it to do and I did not question its power.

Fast forward a couple years later to 2019. We moved into a new apartment and I was unpacking all my witchy things and setting up my altar. I unpacked my crystals and pulled out my obsidian sphere and held it.. but this time I noticed something odd. The black paint that was covering it started chipping off. That's right folks. My little obsidian sphere I had bought was not obsidian at all, but a glass ball that had been painted black.

Once I realize this, I started questioning everything I believed in, I questioned crystals healing and their individual powers. I had to confide in my witchy Facebook groups because everything I thought I knew and believed in was all up for questioning at this point. What was it that I had felt? Is it all made up in my head? Someone quoted a line from Harry Potter that was pretty on point.

I was made to realize then and there that crystals, as beautiful and magical looking as they are, are powerless. Every meaning behind each crystal and what they do independently is false - until we make it true. Crystals can not do a damn thing for you, not by themselves.

It was then and there that I realized that WE are the ones who hold the power. WE are the ones that give the crystals the power and purpose. That little glass ball that I received did exactly what I had intended it to do, because I gave it the power to do it.

I felt like this was an important message to share today, because I know that there are many out there who are like me in believing the source of the power was from the crystals, not ourselves. I feel this realization though is so important, because once you have experienced how to tap into that kind of magick, your entire horizon expands and you grow. You realize that you don't need to buy the most expensive tools or crystals for your needs. You can simply go out into nature and use what you find - for free!

The power was within you all along; not in the crystals. Believe in yourself, and believe in your own magick and you will create miracles all on your own. ❤️

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I've been kind of in the background lately thinking about how much I miss being a child. As a kid, my favorite thing to do was to go outside, play in the woods, pretend I was a wolf or an elf or some kind of mythical creature. The trees were my friends and my fortress. Everything felt so magical back then.

Somewhere along the line of growing up and becoming an adult, I lost that sense of wonder. I lost my imagination. I lost my joy and my connection with nature. I lost my energy and my spirit. I created a life I thought I would be happy with, but I feel like I just keep being pushed further and further from my inner child as I get older.

I've been battling anxiety and depression for awhile.. and I truly believe these feelings that are taking over our generation that are taken as mental illness aren't just there for no reason. I think we all have lost a big part of ourselves and these feelings we have are what's left of us longing to have that back and also afraid that we might never find it again.

Coming out of the broom closet can be a scary thing. Especially when you've grown up in a very Christian home such as mine, you learn that witchcraft is evil and from the devil from the start so of course it's kind of a big deal when you finally speak the words to someone "I'm a witch".

I still wouldn’t dare to tell my family as the majority all come from Christian backgrounds. My husband on the other hand, comes from a Buddhist background but has never been religious. I started getting into witchcraft about two years ago, and I’m sure he already knew due to the numerous tarot decks, crystals, grimoire, incense, and incense burner that legitimately looks like a mini cauldron; but even though I made it blatantly obvious sometimes, there were other times I felt like I needed to hide it. I would feel embarrassed and guilty if he walked by and I had something witchcraft related on the computer screen. It was awful feeling like I had to hide my spirituality from the person I love the most.

I had been thinking of telling him for quite a long time now, but something always held me back. What if he thought of me weird? What if he judged me or told me what I wanted to practice was wrong? As soon as I told him, if he wasn’t ok with it, it would pretty much mean choosing between him or me sacrificing my spiritual side which honestly would have broken my heart because I feel like I’ve finally found myself. So I always kept holding myself back... until yesterday.

I don’t know if I was just feeling a little extra ballsy yesterday, but something inside me decided that this was the day. I didn’t hesitate, I just came right out and said it. And to my surprise, he was really loving and accepting about it. He told me he already knew, and he didn’t care what I practiced. I told him I was afraid because of the stigma around witchcraft, and he replied saying “there is no stigma. The biggest stigma is the one you create in your mind”. And truthfully, he is right. Through everything, I let years and years of religious conditioning make me feel ashamed of people knowing my desire to become a witch and then becoming one. I spent so much time struggling with myself and being afraid of what other people would think, and the biggest fallback through all this was my own fear of whether I would be accepted or not.

Would I be open about being a witch now to my Christian friends and family? Absolutely not; because I know how they think and their feelings on the subject. I think when letting people know, you should definitely take into consideration their religious background; but for your average joe, I truly don’t think anyone cares anymore. If one of my non-christian co-workers asked me if I was a witch, I think I’m at the point now where I would say “yes I am”. Being a witch is nothing to be ashamed of. I feel proud of it and I absolutely love my craft. ♥ It has literally turned my life around and healed so many of my wounds both emotionally and even physically. I’ve become such a better person because of it, so why try to hide something that made such a positive change in my life?

Witchcraft is a beautiful thing. It is creativity, beauty, self expression, and spirituality all rolled into one beautifully decorated package. If you are a witch who is struggling to hide their craft from a religious family, be patient. ♥ Your time will come and once you fly away from the nest, you will be free. You will meet people who will surprise you, and in time you will realize that the views of some do not equal the views of all.