Warrior Witches
Author: Angel2222
Posted: January 20th. 2008
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We are witches. We are those of the human race most attuned to the pains, whims, and struggles of our mother planet. I hear her cries and must speak. I feel her terror at the anger she unleashes: the hurricanes and earthquakes and tsunamis. More are to come. She cannot hold back this storm much longer.
I feel the world will soon come to an end, though not an end as humans have feared and imagined for centuries. This will be an end to the world, as we know it the world of senseless taking, an end to greed. For there will be such scarcity in the times to come that we will share for our survival. Surplus will be a word forgotten save in stories told by the hearth.
I am only a lone college student. I am not of great intelligence or wisdom, nor do I feel my faith is strong, but far weaker than the ancient Druids I admire. Still, I have a voice, and it is time I sung with it, a nameless soundless tune, off-key and off putting, but perhaps strong enough to rouse my brothers and sisters with me.
I feel a great silence in the world slowly descending. A distance is being put between the Goddess and myself, slowly, ever so slowly. Between us lies the destruction and waste of a hundred generations. Perhaps if my faith were stronger I could hear my Mother’s voice above the death knell of a thousand dying species. But it is not.
Now, unsteady and certain I embark on a new path. I implore all of you witches and pagans reading this to stand with me. I believe the key to saving ourselves and a small part of our world lies in magic. The planet has given us so much let us give back in a way that only we as witches and pagans can.
Anyone can recycle, reduce, and reuse; anyone can hold up a sign in protest; anyone can donate money to a fund for this or that; anyone can do these things and we all should as I do too.
However, we can do more.
We are the children of the planet and I believe that in us is a power to change the world. Let us begin now, casting our spells and singing our enchantments, and dancing our magic out for our planet. Let us not just rejoice in her blessings but reach out and shield such blessings for our children.
Join with me.
Make protective charms for the bees that are dying from a disease not yet understood. Sing songs to purge the sea of the filth we pollute her with.
Meditate to call rains to wash away the fires that man has let loose within the Amazon for farming land. Cast circle charms about the frogs and other amphibians that give birth to deformed young because of the UV rays plaguing our skies.
We must burn incense and herbs in offering to lend strength not to us, but to the Goddess who fights and dies more each day.
Seek out news stories both local and global and hear the cries of a plant, a species, and an ecosystem. Then form spells and charms and enchantments to help, heal, preserve.
In time our world will change, but for now, we must fight to save what we can while the politicians and scientists begrudgingly acknowledge what we feel and the animals sense: that the planet is dying and we will not survive unless we stand and fight now.
I do not mean my words to sound fatalistic or despairing, I only wish to impress the magnitude of this war upon all of you.
I fear as the animals die and the seasons become more imbalanced all that we hold dear will begin to fade as well. What’s worse is that we rely on that balance for our magic, for our powers and spells.
I practice magic that uses all four elements and heeds the balance among them, our human spirit; I believe is the final catalyst that combines the elements into a new form or energy.
I feel the elements are slowly unbalancing.
The fires of the sun are too strong and they break through to melt the waters, which upset the levels, which will slowly erode the earth and change the winds. Already islands are beginning to disappear and the climates are changing with the winds. Lake Chad for example is evaporating under the intensity of the sun and the winds do not bring rain back to revitalize the land.
Melting glacial icebergs threaten to burst loose of their mountains to crash into the ocean and cause tsunamis. These are mere precursors of the imbalance relentlessly forming in our world.
I believe these disharmonies will have a negative impact on our magic. Most likely, I predict, it will become more erratic and less stable. Magic rarely works as we predict to begin with, but these changes may make its effects even more unpredictable as to the point of being unmanageable.
We must find a way to resist this, wielding our spirits to their full capacity now while some semblance of elemental balance still exists. If we can preserve enough of the spirits and species and secret places then perhaps we can preserve our magic for the hard times that are coming.
There will be great changes but like some people stocking basements full of canned goods, let us preserve small parts of our planet with magical seals and charms.
I implore all of my fellow witches to begin casting, chanting, singing, dancing, and working now to save all that is threatened. Magic and our planet will endure this storm, changed perhaps, but I am confident they will bend with the storm rather than break against it.
We too must wield our magic to help the secret places of the world bend rather than break�?for ourselves, for our Goddess, and for our fellow humans.
I find this article very interesting, and I wonder what you all think about it? Obviously it is an opinion oriented writing, but yet I feel we could all do to sit down and perhaps ponder this idea, this calling she sends out. What do you think? How did this make you feel? |
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