Witch, Please.

Here are the things I don’t care about:

I don’t care what the name of your religion is.

I don’t care what the names of your gods are.

I don’t care how old your religion is.

I don’t care if your great-great-whatever grandmother passed down your famtrad Book of Shadows under the watchful eye of the Inquisition.

I don’t care if an entire civilization worshipped your Goddess for ten thousand years.

I don’t care if you made Her up based on manga or Tolkien or a dream you had.

I don’t care where you place your altar.

I don’t care which direction you call Earth.

I don’t care how psychic you are.

I don’t care if you’re smarter than me.

I don’t care why you eat meat, or don’t.

I don’t care how many shields you think you need.

I don’t care how your childhood trauma made you a powerful magickian.

I don’t care if you spell “magic” with a k.

I don’t care if you were an Atlantean Magus in your last life.

I don’t care if you’re brand-spanking new.

I don’t care how much you hate Christians.

I don’t care how many degrees you have.

I don’t care if people call you “Lady” or “Lord.”

I don’t care if you’re King of all Londinium and wear a shiny hat.

I don’t care if you can read minds or light candles with your breath.

I don’t care how the world owes you a living.

I don’t care if you’ve been studying the Craft for thirty years or thirty minutes.

I don’t care what your totem animal is, especially if it’s a wolf, raven, or unicorn.

I don’t care if you can trace your lineage back to Gardner.

I don’t care if you think I’m a moron, fraud, or basket case.

I don’t care how many books you’ve read.

I don’t care how much or how little money you have.

What do I care about?

I care that your religion has made you a kinder, more compassionate person.

I care that you’re growing past whatever happened to you as a child or last year.

I care that your gods help you become stronger without coddling you.

I care that you are willing and able to adapt and change as your life does.

I care that you care about the Earth.

I care that you care about someone and something outside yourself.

I care that you practice your religion with devotion and reverence.

I care that you respect others’ paths.

I care that you never stop learning.

I care that you can conduct adult relationships with respect and understanding.

I care that you get how hilarious life is.

I care that you know when to ask for help.

I care that you realize that someone will always be smarter, more powerful, and more together than you.

I care that you realize it doesn’t matter, because tomorrow you’ll be smarter, more powerful, and more together than you were yesterday.

I care that you have reasons for everything you do, even if those reasons are purely intuitive.

I care that you can admit when you’re wrong.

I care that you know you’re both a tiny speck in a vast universe and a rare, precious jewel in the darkened sky.

I care that you’re making a difference.

I care that you know when to speak and when to shut the hell up.

I care that you are seeking a relationship with Deity and with Nature.

I care that you are healthy.

I care that you’re contributing to your family and community.

I care that your capacity for love and joy increase with every passing year.

I care that you believe in yourself.

I care that you’re doing the best you can.

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2 thoughts on “Witch, Please.

  1. Otter

    I’m trying to figure out how we can be twins separated at birth if you’re 32 and I’m 53.
    And, please, next time you’re in my head, shut the door when you leave. My brains try to escape.

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