The fluence: who are the âfolkâ in âfolk magicâ?
My mumâs family arenât witches.  Theyâre not holders of any ancient mystical âfam-tradâ lineage.  (In fact, some are from staunch Scots Presbyterian stock, including the âno dancing on the Sabbath!â variety.)
However, they DID pass down a bunch of stuff - little stories, customs, all that, as any culture does. Â (And my gran took it and ran with it, loving and researching folklore all her life, teaching it to me and later enthusiastically joining in seasonal rituals.)
One thing in particular, which I grew up with as completely normal, was something the women of the family did: the soothing called âthe fluenceâ. Â Fractious children were calmed by this combination of forehead-stroking and deliberately radiating calming feelings, often with a low humming. Â Obviously these things are calming anyway, but someone really good at it - like my gran, rest her - could do it from a distance.
I thought it was just one of those quirky family things. Â âYouâve got a headache? Come here, Iâll put the fluence on you.â Â âUgh, X kid is being a monster, better put the fluence on them.â
Later on, however, I learned that this was, in fact, A Thing beyond our family - âputting the influence on someoneâ, which was, indeed, often abbreviated to âthe fluenceâ.  (Etymonline takes this meaning of âthe influenceâ back to the 1500s, and says it shows up earlier in medieval Latin.)  Iâd done it to jasminekor when she was distressed; one time she was reading or watching something historical, and a character accused someone of having put the (negative) fluence on someone, and she sat up and said, âOh my god, itâs actually a thing! I thought it was just your family!â just as I had.
Iâm not telling this story to show what a ~magical mystical folk-craft family~ I come from.  Iâm telling it to show that, when we talk about folk magic, weâre not talking about some vague people long ago and far away, but justâŚus.  (I think Pratchett had something trenchant to say about this, as usual.)  Itâs not all stuff gathered by Cecil Williams, itâs not all in books, it didnât mysteriously stop at some point, itâs justâŚstuff we do. Â
Using the fluence to calm a kid down, for their sake and the sake of everyone in the room whoâs having to listen to the screeching - thatâs folk magic.  Pointing out a single crow to the person youâre with because itâs bad luck to be the only one who sees a single crow, to turn the bad luck - thatâs folk magic.  (Iâm told this is a specifically Kentish thing, and I grew up doing it without even really knowing what it was, but to this day I still have the urge to point and say âCrow!â when I see one XD) Â
Ditto saluting/touching your hat/spitting at/etc magpies.  (For me: flick your fingers three times, spit three times with your thumb between your forefingers, and if youâre being hardcore, âAway with you evil, away with you ill!â  Tricky when youâre driving XD)  Any ill-luck-turning âsuperstitionâ is folk magic.  (Broken something?  Quick, run out and smash a couple of jam-jars, cos these things come in threes!)  Cross your fingers to avoid bad luck (or render a promise powerless).  Rub your wedding ring on your stye to cure it.  Throw salt over your shoulder. âSee a pin and pick it up, all that day youâll have good luck.  See a pin and let it lie, that day youâll see your luck go by.â  Hang up a horseshoe.  Keep a lock of your babyâs first hair to protect them.  Throw coins in the wishing well.
We do so many of these things without even thinking, and call them âsuperstitionâ, while looking for obscure lore from tucked-away corners of the country, poring over accounts of cunningmen and executed witches, and never look at what was done by everyone - what *we still do* - every day,Â
This too is folk magic, and we are (still) the folk.
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